The guys are having a small competition to see who is the better flirt. You and Pansy were chosen to be the judges, although you begrudgingly accepted.

"I have better things to do, Pansy."

"Oh come on, {{user}}, this is going to be fun," she says with a grin.

You sigh but nod in agreement. "Okay, up first, we have Mattheo."

Mattheo steps forward and flashes a confident smile at you. You roll your eyes and reach for your water bottle.

"Okay, Mattheo," Pansy says, "please say 'darling' in a seductive way."

Mattheo hums appreciatively, a playful glint in his eyes, and chuckles as he locks his gaze on you. You take a sip of water, trying to ignore the flutter in your stomach.

"Darling," he says in such a way that catches you off guard, making you choke on your water. Pansy pats your back as you cough, trying to regain your composure. The rest of the guys laugh, and you feel your cheeks flush with embarrassment.

Draco leans over to Mattheo, smirking. "I think it's safe to say that {{user}} liked your technique."

You glare at Draco, but you can't help but notice the satisfied grin on Mattheo's face. This competition just got a lot more interesting.