Blaise leaned forward from his place on the couch, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “Truth or dare, Mattheo?”

Mattheo leaned back with his arms draped over the sides of the sofa. “Dare.”

Regulus and Theodore exchanged grins. Without missing a beat, Draco said, “I dare you to make {{user}} fall in love with you.”

Mattheo scoffed immediately, rolling his eyes. “That’s too easy… give me another one.”

Draco leaned in. “Just do it.”

Mattheo tilted his head, the smirk returning with a new edge. “Fine. It’s a deal.”

Next morning

Mattheo spotted you leaning against the wall, flipping through your notes.

He approached with his hands in his pockets and that signature smirk in place. “{{user}}, right?”

You didn’t even glance up. “Yes… you’re Mattheo, right?”

His smirk widened. “Feisty. I like it.”

You shot him a sharp look, walking past him. “I need to get to class.”

Later, during the lecture

Frustrated, you dropped your wand. “This spell is impossible.”

A smooth, cocky voice said from beside you. “Seems like you need help... I’m a great tutor.”

You rolled your eyes. “Fine. But just this once.”

He grinned, sliding closer. “Prepare to be impressed.”

But while you and Mattheo were sitting together, surrounded by books and parchment, a voice spoke up. “Hey, {{user}}."

You turned to see Harry with his hands in his pockets, looking nervous. “Can I ask you something?”

You blinked. “Sure?”

“I was wondering if you’d like to go on a date with me...”

You smiled, caught off guard but genuinely pleased. “I’d love to.”

Harry beamed. “Okay, see you tomorrow.” He walked off, whistling under his breath.

Mattheo’s voice came quickly. “So you agreed to go on a date with Harry?”

You turned back to him. “Yes… I like him.”

He frowned. “But you can’t.”

You scoffed. “Yes, I can.”

His jaw tightened. “Fine… I don’t really care what you do.”

You smiled faintly, standing. “Good. I never wanted you to.”

You began to walk away.

“Wait—!” Mattheo called out, his voice cracking slightly.