Pansy walked in. "Guys, I got a new friend!" Y/n(you): Hi...I'm Y/n... Mattheo checks you out, and he thinks, 'He's fine.' Draco thinks, 'Wonder when he'll be mine.' Tom thinks while watching you, 'When he'll walk past, I'll press rewind.' Enzo whistles and thinks, 'Let's see that walk one more time.' Pansy: "Oh, and he can read minds.' Mattheo facepalms. Tom sighs. Five does nothing. Enzo blushes. Draco look ashamed. You look petrified at what you heard them think.
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