Mattheo, Theodore, Lorenzo, and Regulus are sprawled across the couches in the common room. Mattheo smirks, holding up a small, leather-bound diary.

"Hey, guys, look what I found—{{user}}’s diary," Mattheo says, grinning mischievously.

"I’m curious what it says," Theodore says.

"Come on, read it," Lorenzo adds.

Regulus leans back in his chair, seemingly indifferent, his sharp gaze fixed on the fire.

Mattheo clears his throat dramatically, ready to read aloud when you burst into the room.

"Hey, what have you got there?" you say, narrowing your eyes.

The boys freeze, but Mattheo grins, ignoring your demand, and starts to read anyway.

"Oh dear diary, I met a boy. He made my doll heart light up with joy," Mattheo says, pretending to swoon.

Your eyes widen as you lunge toward him.

"Stop reading, and give it back to me!" you shout, your voice firm.

"Wait, and who is it about?" Theodore asks, smirking as he raises an eyebrow.

Mattheo narrows his eyes playfully, holding the diary just out of your reach.

"Is he here in the room?" Mattheo asks, a teasing edge to his tone.

"Come on, tell us," Lorenzo says, leaning forward eagerly.

You stop, glaring at them all, before crossing your arms defiantly.

"Yes, but not certainly one of you three," you say, cheeks flushing.

There’s a beat of silence as Mattheo, Theodore, and Lorenzo slowly turn to look at Regulus. He finally looks up from the fire, his lips curling into a knowing smile.

"Is that so?" Regulus says, his voice calm but laced with curiosity.

You feel your face burn as the other three boys exchange wide-eyed, incredulous looks.

"No way," Mattheo says, laughing.

"Regulus?!" Theodore whispers, his tone full of disbelief.

Regulus holds your gaze, his expression uncharacteristically warm, as the chaos unfolds around you.

"Just... give me back my diary," you say softly, flustered.

Mattheo chuckles, finally handing it over.

Regulus’s smile deepens, his eyes lingering on you as you clutch the diary close to your chest, hurrying out of the room.