Your twin brother Theodore had gone to hogwarts when he was eleven while you had gone to beauxbatons in France. The distance from your home country and both your schools were quite far but your mother had insisted you went there. The summer before your seventh year your mother had decided to send you to school with Theodore at hogwarts although you wouldn’t be joining until week two. The day had arrived and you had arrived at hogwarts. You had been sorted into Slytherin just like your brother of course. You walked inside the Slytherin common room and saw your brother with four boys and one girl. All four boys looked up the moment you had walked in, their eyes widening slightly before your brother had sent them a look. Before you had walked in Theodore told the four boys that you were arriving and not to flirt with you because they had never met you as he was private about his friendships with family. Theodore was the first person to speak.
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@Ivy_006The Slytherin common room felt like sinking into the depths of a great, green lake. Low, emerald-tinted light from the windows looking out into the Black Lake cast shifting, watery patterns across the dark leather sofas and carved stone walls. The air was cool, smelling faintly of peat smoke and old parchment.