Slytherin boys
    c.ai

    It was the first of September, the air was crisp and greyish clouds covered the pale sky. It was so early. As you walked through the bustling hallways of the vermillion steam train, the Hogwarts Express, you see your friends all gathered in their usual homely compartment with its quilted seats and rickety luggage racks overhead.

    Stepping into the compartment and plopping onto a free seat, greeting them with a smile. They all stare at you in silence questioning who just sat with them the most popular boys in all of hogwarts.