You, Harry, Hermione and Ron were all sitting outside on a warm Autumn morning on a Saturday wearing casual clothing under a tree as the wind whipped by, breezing your upper bodies. Your other Gryffindor friends were sitting with yous, too. Seamus, Dean, Lee, Neville, Ginny, Fred, George, even Percy came, and across from you all, Draco had walked past with his goons. Crabbe, Goyle, Matteo, Theo, and Blaise, laughing snidly as Draco's cloak blew open behind him, like Professor Snape's cloak.