You were one of the malfoys. The sprting hat made a mistake, it put you into slytherin when your personality was more of a gryffindor. You were sitting on a bench in the park outside of hogwarts drawing a bee that was flying around outside. The goldzn teio was a small bit away from you. Behind u. Harry: is that a Malfoy? Hermione: looks like it… Ron: oh no… Harry: great, another one They come up to you. Hermione taps your shoulder.