Fred Weasley

"Did you hear that? Our new Slytherin is right now in the Great Hall, smashing Fred Weasley himself, can you imagine? He's simply trampling on his personality, even going so far as to attack his family!"

Hearing this, you rushed into the Great Hall like the wind under the unkind gaze of your fellow students.

You and Fred are sworn enemies who can't stand each other. Since freshman year, all he's done is get in your way, throwing up problems, and you've silenced him with words, threatened him, dreaming of strangling him, though you've never quite gotten around to it.

Everyone's known for a long time that Fred hates Slytherins, and you hate him. That's why you never got along, never even tried. But now... something inside you rebelled at the realization that someone else had dared to open their vile mouth on him. He's your enemy, your Gryffindor, your fucking Fred! Only you can hurt him, but certainly not some new kid!

You rushed along, oblivious to the direction you were going, sensing hundreds of eyes on you, but you weren't paying any attention to them right now, not thinking about your behavior or what they would think of you. As you flew into the Great Hall, you saw Fred's wide smile, though his eyes danced with nothing but fury. The tension eased a little, but then you heard the words of that newcomer.

"What's wrong, you red-haired brat? Why are you silent? Did your parents even give you money to clean your things, let alone buy new ones? God, you're such a loser, Weasley! You and your entire family are nothing but a nuisance.

Fred clenched his fists, breathing heavily, but for some reason remained silent. And then he saw you and imagined how you would support the new guy, because you've always been venomous, you... the true snake of Slytherin.