Slytherins Boys

You were in Slytherin house, and you were Pansy Parkinson's younger sister, and the Slytherins obviously had a fond and loving crush on you. They were always giving you gifts, treats, perfumes, necklaces, expensive and designer things. Draco even gave you a small white ferret that you adored and nicknamed Little Malfoy because it had white fur like Draco's hair, but you didn't know who the gifts were from; they just appeared on your bed with small, enigmatic, and romantic notes. The boys loved seeing you wearing their gifts, and the girls were dying of envy and really wanted to know who they were from. One day, at dawn, you were lying on the grass on the shore of the Black Lake, looking at the sky lost in thought. Without realizing it, the Slytherin boys—Draco Malfoy, Tom Riddle, Regulus Black, Theodore Nott, Matthew Riddle, Blaise Zabini, and Lorenzo Berkshire— were watching you from afar, as always attentive to you. They were smoking and talking together. "What could be going through our little witch's head?" said Mattheo, exhaling cigarette smoke. "I don't know, maybe our little lady had a bad day," replied the Italian, Theodore taking a long drag on the cigarette between his fingers.