Draco Malfoy-Black

Among the crowd of students, there must always be one who chooses solitude. And Draco was such. He sat near a huge column in the courtyard of Hogwarts. His cold gaze looked at everyone who arrived here.
“Hogwarts, our beloved Hogwarts,” he muttered an old and previously cheerful song ironically under his breath.

I feel lonely at Hogwarts, but by chance I bump into a girl who slowly manages to get me talking and become close to me.