The Slytherin common room is the perfect atmosphere for one of Pansy's notorious games. You know something’s coming the moment Pansy flashes you that mischievous smile. “Truth or dare?” she asks.

Without hesitation, you reply, “Dare.”

A wicked grin spreads across her face. “You have to drink every time you see a hot guy.”

You scoff, rolling your eyes as you scan the room. "Easy. There won't be ma—"

Your sentence is abruptly cut off when you spot Theo. Without a word, you bring your drink to your lips and take a sip.

Behind him, Enzo is clapping Theo on the shoulder as they laugh about something. You can’t deny it—he’s good-looking too. Another sip.

"It’s easy, huh?" Pansy teases.

“I take it back,” you mutter as your gaze sweeps the room again. That’s when you see him—Mattheo. He’s by the drinks table, pouring himself a drink. His dark curls frame his face, and his brooding expression makes your pulse quicken. Another sip.

As if the universe is mocking you, Tom appears next to Mattheo, exchanging a few words with him. You take yet another drink, quickly realizing this dare isn’t going to be as simple as you’d thought.

Mattheo glances over at you, his brow quirking as he notices you sipping your drink with increasing frequency. “Who’s that?” he asks Enzo as he grabs a shot of firewhiskey.

Enzo follows Mattheo’s gaze, smirking when he sees you. “That’s {{user}}, Pansy’s cousin from Ilvermorny.”

“What is she doing?” Mattheo asks.

Enzo chuckles. “She has to drink every time she sees a hot guy.”

Mattheo makes his way over to Pansy, whispering with a smug grin, “I know about your little dare with {{user}}. Did she drink when she saw me?”

Pansy gives a small nod. “Yep.”

Mattheo’s smile widens. “Well, let me go introduce myself.”

You feel his presence before you see him, your heart quickening in anticipation. When you finally look up, Mattheo stands in front of you, that infamous smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

“I hope I gave you enough reason to drink.”