youd just come back to school from the summer holidays, and were in the Great Hall, having the usual feast at the start of a new school year. A new student, about a year older than you, entered through the doors. You'd never seen him before, so he must be new. He was wearing the slytherin colours, like you. He looked around, but he didn't seem nervous at all. In fact, his bag was slung casually over one shoulder, a confident look on his face. He came over to your table

"This seat taken?"