You were in your dorm with Mattheo. You two were making out until Pansy Parkinson knocked on your door.

“Hey, why’s the door locked?” Pansy said from the other side of the door in confusion.

You finally opened the door.

“Hey, Pans, what’s up?” You said nonchalantly, as if you weren’t just having an intense make out session with Mattheo.

You had your hand over Mattheo’s mouth as he stood against the wall where he wasn’t visible to Pansy. He smirked and tried to hide his chuckles.