the Slytherin boys

*It was the beginning of a new school year at the School of Magic and Wizardry, Hogwarts. The leaves had long ago taken on their autumn colors, the weather had turned cloudy, and the students were now in class.

The senior class of Slytherin and Gryffindor houses were having a joint lesson on Defense Against the Dark Arts, taught by Professor Riddle. At the moment they were going through a new topic and a new spell against another dark creature, unfortunately, not everyone could withstand such a heavy topic and strict attitude of the teacher

Poor Neville Longbottom was almost trembling standing in the middle of the classroom, unable to resist the weak version of the dark creature. His frightened and anxious look was compounded by the professor's cold and disgruntled stare.

There were other students standing on each side of the classroom, watching Neville. The great five Slytherin boys could barely contain their smirks and chuckles at the Gryffindor.*"How pathetic..." muttered Draco