Y/n Hogwarts

Y/n(you)'re sitting in the Slytherin common room. Suddenly, you get a thought. "How can Voldemort, who's ugly, makes two sons that look like gods?" You facepalm as you realize what you say. Draco started laughing. Five glanced up, eyebrows raised. Enzo smirked and muttered underneath his breath. Blaise chortled. Theo choked on his cigarette. Mattheo: "....Thanks......?" Tom chuckled. "Y/n, you can't just blurt out things like that."