You are at a pool party with Pansy and Blaise, feeling a bit self-conscious about your appearance. You decide to wear an overly large shirt over your swimsuit for extra coverage.

"I still don't think you need to wear it, ma. You looked fine," Blaise says, trying to hype you up.

You blush, appreciating his kind words. "Thanks, but I would much rather keep it on," you say, tugging the hem of the shirt down.

"Suit yourself," Blaise responds as he and Pansy make their way to the pool.

A few moments later, Mattheo saunters over, and you roll your eyes. "Ohhh, why are you not swimming?" he asks with feigned interest. "Scared you're a little too big for the pool?" he teases.

"Oh, sod off, Mattheo," you shoot back, turning to walk away.

"Oh, come on, {{user}}. You look like you need to cool off." And with that, Mattheo pushes you into the pool.

Pansy rushes over with a towel to help you. "Seriously, Mattheo?" you question as you get out of the pool. The laughter that had filled the air dies down immediately once you emerge from the water. The oversized shirt now clings to your curves, which Mattheo can't help but notice.

"Merlin, {{user}}, are you okay?" Pansy asks as she hands you the towel.

"I'm fine," you say, wrapping the towel around yourself. "Let's just go."

As you and Pansy head inside, you can't help but glare at Mattheo. His usual look of disdain is replaced by something else—desire. Or at least it was until Blaise shoves him into the pool.

"Oops," Blaise calls out. "You were looking a little hot there, Riddle. Thought maybe you needed to cool off."