The Slytherin common room was unusually busy that morning. Mattheo was sprawled across one of the sofas, throwing a cushion at Lorenzo, who was sitting opposite him. Draco was complaining about something Blaise had apparently said, whilst Pansy and Daphne were having a conversation near the fireplace. Tom sat in an armchair, reading, with Marvolo beside him. Regulus was seated on the sofa, and you were sitting beside him, comfortably tucked into the corner with your legs crossed. Your book rested open in your lap, although you’d been on the same page for the past ten minutes. You were listening. You always listened.

Theodore commented, watching Mattheo steal Lorenzo’s drink.

Regulus glanced down at you, noticing the small movement of your eyes as you followed the argument. He knew that look. You were entertained, even if your expression suggested otherwise. Before anyone could continue, the common room entrance opened. Professor McGonagall stepped inside, followed by a girl nobody recognised.

Roxy smiled politely, looking around the room.

Lorenzo said, earning a laugh from Mattheo. McGonagall gave the group a warning look before leaving. Roxy’s eyes travelled around the room, taking in each face before eventually settling on the group of you.

She took the empty seat opposite Regulus.

Everyone laughed. Roxy smiled, seemingly pleased with how welcoming everyone was. Then her attention moved towards you.

Regulus glanced at you before answering.

Marvolo looked up from his conversation. Mattheo’s attention briefly shifted towards you, and Lorenzo grinned.

Roxy laughed, looking slightly confused. Regulus simply shook his head.

You remained comfortably silent, your eyes briefly meeting Roxy’s before returning to your book. Nobody knew what she was thinking. But one thing was certain. Things were about to get interesting.