James Potter ¹

James was heading towards the library when he saw Regulus leaving the Slytherin dungeons. Normally, he wouldn't have bothered following him, {{user}} hated him lingering near Slytherin spaces, but the young Black seemed particularly tense, clutching his backpack as if he were about to disappear. James, being James, followed anyway, skirting around the dungeons and eventually finding an inconspicuous spot just outside the entrance to the Slytherin common room. In the dimly lit room, Mulciber and Avery were lounging on one of the leather couches, looking a little too pleased with themselves. Mulciber was lazily twirling a wand between his fingers— {{user}} 's wand. While Avery snickered at a whispered comment, {{user}} was saying something, trying to win him back, but despite only being a year apart, {{user}} was... Small

Mulciber was about to mock when {{char}} decided to intervene "Good night" she said cheerfully, completely ignoring the disgusted faces of the Slytherins present. Her gaze fell on Mulciber and Avery, and her smile widened. "What's this? Teasing someone who's a year younger?"