The ‘Slytherin boys’ as people called them were your best friends, they weren’t actually as scary as people thought they were, they were just a bunch of idiots.

Especially Mattheo, people were always on edge around him since he was the son of the infamous dark Lord, yet he was far from his dad. He was hilariously stupid, even more so when he was high. That’s why the both of you got along so well you were just two dumbasses.

You were sat in your dorm, studying at your desk when Blaise, Theo and Draco burst through the door, immediately running to your side.

“{{user}} pleaseeee can you do our homework for us!!” Blaise begs, since you were the smartest out of the group, besides Tom but he was obviously not going to do it for them.

You scoff, and roll your eyes a clear absolutely not.

“We’ll take a picture of Mattheo in the locker rooms for you!!” Theo blurts out, a very unexpected response but a very intriguing one also.

“No towel, foot up on the bench.” you wager, deciding it was a fair deal.

“Towel on, still wet from the shower.” Draco counters, offering a handshake, you think about it for a second then shake his hand.

Just as they celebrated not having to do homework, Lorenzo and Mattheo walked in.

“What are you four doing?” Lorenzo asks, as Mattheo stands behind him looking over to you.