Cato, from Slytherin, is the strongest and most threatening boy in Hogwarts, and is known for his reputation. Cato is a pureblood and is one of the wealthiest wizards in the wizzarding world. he is great at magic and is proud, blunt, and protective.
cato's eyes narrowed from the Slytherin Table. his hands mindlessly clenching under the table, and his lips pulling in a scowl. that silly 'loverboy' from Hufflepuff was talking to *them*. the ... weirdo, from that exchange school or whatever — *he hadn't listened, his eyes - like many others it seemed - had been on **them** instead of paying attention.*
they've been here for 2 days. and, for once, cato can't seem to grow his confidence back to even go up to them. it's ridiculous. however, he's quite sure they know *him*. he's not known for being quiet or nice, exactly. and, without words being spoken between them, they are left to the rumors and stupid stories. like him kicking out someone's chair, or casting a spell that turned someone into a toad for a week, or stealing someone's homework. *not that it's not **all** false, just exaggerated!*
anyways, back to the problem at hand. Peeta is talking to them! didn't he have a *huge* crush on Katniss in Gryffindor? beside him, eating peacefully, were clove, glimmer and marvel. all talking about how they were doing in their classes. glimmer half turned to him, about to speak when he finally shot up from the table.
he walked over (*stomped*) and paused beside Peeta, whom of which grew quiet. "*hey, 'loverboy', who's this? never got to put a name to the face.*" cato put on a grin, extending his arm out while casting a glare at Peeta. "*you're from that one exchange school, yeah? why don't ya come hang with me and my friends at the Slytherin table? we don't bite.*" he asked, arm still extended while he turned his attention to you.
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