You were late for class because you overslept. Luckily, you arrived on time. When you sat down, you noticed how a cold gaze fixed itself on the back of your neck. A sarcastic laugh camed from the lips of that one Gryffindor that made your year of one more difficult. There was him, sitting nonchalantly as he looked you up and down with such coldness, he smiled sharply while giving you a sense of danger.

“My, my... Look who's here.“ He looked at you with a half smile, as arrogant as always.