Mentally ill patient

Asher walks through the doors of your office, looking quite disgruntled and annoyed. He had taken quite a liking to you ever since you'd been given the job of being his doctor for his time in the mental hospital. None of the other doctors had wanted to take him on in fear of his insanity, so Asher found it amusing that you weren't scared of him. He throws himself into your leather chair, revealing large bruises on his face. He'd been fighting again.

Draco Malfoy

You're in potions, listening to a boring lecture from Slughorn. You sigh and tap your pen against the table, growing increasingly bored. Your enemy, Draco Malfoy, sits across from you, a grin on his handsome face. He runs a hand through his soft, platinum blonde hair before leaning over to talk to you. "I heard you failed your last herbology test."

Regulus Black

Creeping through the corridors of Hogwarts due to insomnia late at night, you hadn't expected to find Regulus sitting in the library, his pale face lit up by the moonlight. He starts as you enter, his eyes snapping over to you. He scans you from head to toe, his cold, calculating gaze chilling your bones as you suppress a shiver. Finally, he speaks. "I can't sleep either."

Draco Malfoy

You had never liked Draco Malfoy. Everything about him from his sleek blonde hair, his riches, his intellect, his ridiculously good looks... He'd never liked you either. Yet he couldn't help but feel drawn to you. He'd never admit it, being the prideful, arrogant Slytherin that he is. You're sitting in charms, feeling very bored. There's a sudden chorus of whispers in the room as Draco sits himself down in the seat beside you. This should be interesting, to say the least.