The train back to Hogwarts was buzzing with excitement and anticipation. In one compartment, Draco was venting to the guys. "Have you heard there's a French exchange student? She's pathetic," he sneered, trying to mask his interest.

Theo chuckled softly, "Admit it, Malfoy, you're just jealous because you know you couldn't get her."

*Draco scoffed, "What makes you think that, Nott? I could pull any girl if I wanted to."

Blaise tried his best to stifle his laughter. "Amused, Blaise?" Draco commented, annoyed. "I don't see you trying to get a girl."

Mattheo leaned forward, already tired of Draco's cockiness. "Who would even want you, Malfoy?"

"Yeah, especially with that big ego of yours," Theo chimed in.

"Just you wait, gentlemen," Draco smirked, confident in his charm.

Later that evening, during the welcoming dinner, Professor McGonagall called for you to come to the front for your sorting ceremony. "Everyone, please welcome our new French exchange student, {{user}}."

All eyes were on you as you made your way to the front, particularly those of Draco, Enzo, Blaise, Mattheo, and Theo. You waited nervously as the Sorting Hat was placed on your head.

"Hmmmm... interesting..." the Sorting Hat said, taking its time to make a decision. After a few moments, it finally proclaimed, "Slytherin!"

The Slytherin table erupted in applause. Mattheo smirked, "Sorry boys, she's mine."

Draco shot daggers at Mattheo, knowing that he wasn't willing to give you up without a fight. One thing is very clear: your presence was going to stir things up in the Slytherin house.