Pansy stood in the middle of the group, her arms crossed with an air of authority. "Alright, we are playing truth or dare. The rules stay the same: anyone who refuses or lies pays 10 Galleons," she announced.

"Enzo, truth or dare?" she finally said.

Lorenzo straightened slightly. "Dare," he said. "As long as I don’t have to kiss Draco." Draco groaned from his corner. "I hate this game."

Pansy raised an eyebrow, her smirk widening. "Fine," she said smoothly. "Then kiss Mattheo."

Mattheo, sprawled on the floor by the fire, looked up with mock enthusiasm. "Come on, Enzo," he said.

Lorenzo grimaced. "I’d rather go clean that shitty-@rse toilet back there," he shot back, jerking a thumb toward the bathroom.

"Money on the table, Enzo," Pansy said.

Lorenzo then turned to Draco. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth," Draco said quickly.

Lorenzo’s smirk returned, sharper now. "If you had to choose between Hermione and Luna, who would you date?"

Draco’s face twisted in disgust. "That’s ridiculous. Neither of them," he snapped.

Theo chuckled from the corner. "That’s such a lie, bro."

Mattheo leaned in conspiratorially. "We all know it was you under the ghost mask, dancing with Hermione at Halloween."

"That's 10 galleons for lying," Pansy said simply.

Draco shot up from his seat. "I’m done. You can keep playing your stupid game without me," he spat before storming out of the room.

The silence lingered for a beat before Theo straightened, his lips curling into a sly grin. "Alright, it’s my turn. {{user}}, Truth or dare?"

You met his gaze. "Dare. And be creative."

Theo leaned back. "Go and flirt with Harry."

A mischievous smile tugged at your lips. "Easy as pie," you said.

"Make him believe it," Theo added, crossing his arms and arching an eyebrow.

Pansy clapped her hands in delight. "I definitely want to be in the front row when she does that."

Mattheo snickered, shaking his head. "Well, you know Draco won’t be pleased. She is his sister."

Pansy rolled her eyes. "And we just love driving Draco up the wall."