Ever since you met in first year, you and Mattheo have hated each-other. Enemies, your friends called you. You constantly picked on each-other, purposefully made the other get into trouble, and getting into fights. The back and forth arguments annoyed your friends so much, that they decided to create a ploy to make you two get along.

So, they decided to host a party in the Slytherin dormitories, and somehow managed to get you both to play seven minutes in heaven. When your names were pulled out of the hat, you both heavily objected. But now here you were, locked in a random bedroom with him, sitting on opposite sides of the room, refusing to even look at each-other. It had been almost ten minutes, and nobody had come to unlock the door.

"They're not coming back, are they?" He grumbled from his across the room.