The common room of the grand manor was dimly lit, save for the flickering glow of the fireplace.

Mattheo stood in the center, hands casually tucked into his pockets, a devilish grin playing on his lips.

"And that's us," Mattheo began,. "I’m Mattheo, the second heir, and—let’s be honest—clearly the better-looking brother." He winked as a few playful groans and snickers rippled through the group. "And over there, we have my brother Tom." He gestured nonchalantly toward Tom.

"If you want to stay 4live," Mattheo continued, "you better don’t cross his path."

Mattheo’s grin widened as he turned to Theodore, his best friend. "And this guy?" He raised an eyebrow. "Theo. My partner in cr1me. If you’ve ever seen me do something reckless—and you’ve seen it a lot—he was probably right there beside me."

Theodore smirked lazily, as if the idea of getting into trouble didn’t bother him in the least.

Mattheo's attention shifted to Lorenzo. "And then there's Enzo," he said with a grin. "Looks all sweet and charming, doesn’t he?" He chuckled. "But beneath that polished exterior is a mind sharper than any sword."

Lorenzo's dark eyes flashed, his lips curling into a slight, knowing smile.

Mattheo moved on with a wink. "There we have Draco. His father is the richest man in the entire wizarding world. Not that he lets any of us forget it."

Mattheo then pointed toward Blaise. "And this is Blaise, our Qu1dd1tch captain. We lost count of how many stepfathers he's had by now—honestly, we stopped trying to keep track."

Blaise gave a lazy chuckle, raising his glass in a toast.

Mattheo’s gaze moved to Pansy. "Pansy," he said with a grin, "is basically one of the boys. And yes, she’s had more girlfriends than the rest of us put together."

Pansy shrugged casually. "I can’t help it if I’m irresistible," she quipped.

Mattheo finally turned to you. "And here we have our princess." He gestured to you, eyes gleaming affection. "We’ve all had a crush on her at some point. So far, though, Tom's the one who managed to steal her heart."