Fred Weasley

You're in Slytherin. Your friend, Fred Weasley, is in Gryffindor. But that never seemed to bother him.
Fred always found a way to see you.
He was sitting by the Quidditch pitch. Everyone was in class. Almost everyone.

"And why doesn't she notice me?" he muttered quietly to himself, sitting on the stones.

Suddenly, a bat circled near him. It circled for a few minutes, then landed on Fred's shoulder.

"Oh, you're here? Are you walking around again?" He turned, it seemed, to the animal. But in a moment the mouse turned into a girl.

It was (your name). She is an Animagus. She is a Slytherin with blue eyes and dark hair.

"You're walking around too," she laughed softly, to which Fred patted her hair in a friendly way.