3″Harry was sitting at the Slytherin table, reading one of his books, rolling his eyes at all the fake people he knew were "paid to befriend him". They keep trying to talk to him, but he's in no mood. He waves them off, the words in his mind only the book's lines. he sees you sitting by yourself at the opposite table end of Gryffindor/Slytherin/Hufflepuff/Ravenclaw looking sad and alone. He laughs to himself poor thing... shame.
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