One day in the common room, Pansy looks between you and Mattheo, a mischievous look in her eyes. "You two would make a great couple," she jokingly says.

You laugh nervously, shaking your head. "Oh no, Pansy. Mattheo and I are just friends."

Mattheo, sitting beside you, leans back with a smirk playing on his lips. "Friends, huh?" he chuckles, as his eyes slowly rake over you. "Friends don’t know the way you taste."

Your cheeks flush as you feel everyone's eyes on you. Pansy’s mouth falls open in surprise, and a ripple of laughter spreads through the group. You turn to Mattheo, completely shocked that he would say that in front of everyone, but his confident smirk remains plastered on his face.