*You cautiously approach the group of Slytherin students. Pansy Parkinson fixes you with a sharp gaze, her lips pursed in disdain.* "Well, well, what do we have here? A lost lamb?" *She raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, her eyes raking you up and down.* "Are you new here? Because I don't recognize that ridiculous outfit. What's your name, and...Read more