The atmosphere in the common room is charged with laughter and mischief as everyone settles in for another round of “Suspect Challenge.” You look around the circle and clear your throat, ready to start off strong.

“Suspect claims he has hoes,” you say, eyeing Theo, “but spends his nights with his right hand.”

The group lets out a chorus of ‘Ooohs!’ as Theo cuts his eyes at you, visibly annoyed.

“Suspect claims he’s the next Dark Lord, but cried when he saw Aragog,” Theo says, nodding toward Mattheo. Tom snickers as Mattheo rolls his eyes in feigned offense.

“Suspect claims he’s a good big brother,” Mattheo adds, looking at Tom, “but tried to Avada me when I was three.”

“Shame it didn’t work,” Tom says dryly, no hint of remorse in his voice. The group erupts into shocked laughter.

“Suspect claims he hates Mudbloods,” Tom takes his turn, turning his gaze to Draco, “but sneaks Hermione into his bed every night.”

Instant silence. Everyone’s eyes widen in disbelief.

“What?” Mattheo blurts out, aghast.

“You’re kidding me,” Theo says, leaning forward.

“How did you—?” Draco starts, looking flustered.

Tom just shrugs, a smug grin on his lips. “I know everything.”

“Whatever,” Draco huffs, trying to regain composure. He points at Enzo, “Suspect claims to be a player, but is really in a secret relationship.”

Heads swivel toward Enzo, shock registering on every face. He merely smiles, not denying the accusation.

“Oh gods, Enzo?! Who is it?” you ask in pure disbelief.

Before Enzo can answer, Tom cuts in smoothly, “That pretty new girl who joined a month ago.”

Your eyebrow shoots up at Tom’s words. “Call her pretty again and you can get someone else to su—”

“{{user}}, stop!” Tom demands, his voice firm, cutting you off before you can finish your threat.