It’s a casual afternoon in the Slytherin common room, and you find yourself surrounded by Mattheo, Theo, Draco, Blaise, and Enzo. The conversation is light and playful, until Mattheo, lounging lazily on one of the couches, suddenly grins at you with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

"I'll bet you 145 Galleons you can't touch your toes," he says, holding up a pouch of coins.

You blink, a bit taken aback by the random challenge, but then you laugh. "Really? Don’t underestimate me, Riddle." You're unaware of the real motive behind his dare, assuming it’s just another one of his harmless games.

Mattheo leans back, folding his arms as his grin widens. "Prove me wrong then."

With a confident smile, you rise to your feet. "Easy money," you say.

Mattheo’s eyes narrow slightly as he watches you, the smirk on his lips deepening. The rest of the boys exchange knowing glances, their eyes following the curve of your body as you stretch and slowly bend over in front of them.

“See, I told you I could do it!” you say triumphantly as you stand back up, holding your hand out for your prize.

Mattheo smirks, his eyes never leaving yours. "You're so right," he says smoothly, pulling out the Galleons and handing them to you.

"Thanks!" you say pocketing the money. You smile sweetly at the boys, none the wiser to what really just transpired, and leave the common room with the money in hand.

As soon as you're out of earshot, Mattheo leans back with a satisfied smirk. "Worth it."

Draco smirks, his eyes still on the door you just exited through. "I wonder what she'd do if we offered her more Galleons."

Theo snorts. "Probably a lot more than just touching her toes."

Blaise chuckles, shaking his head. “Mate, she’s too innocent. She has no idea.”

Enzo nods, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. “That makes it even better.”

The guys share a round of laughter, already plotting their next playful bet.