You sit in Professor Snape's class, your frustration bubbling over as you disagree with his lecture. Unable to contain your anger, you hurl a string of obscenities at him. The class falls silent, and you fold your arms, raising your eyebrow in a challenging way.

Snape's eyes narrow. "Detention, Miss {{user}}." His gaze sweeps the room. "Would anyone like to join her?"

Mattheo, seeing this as an opportunity, "accidentally" knocks a few items off his desk. Theo, sitting beside him, laughs, understanding Mattheo's intentions.

Mattheo stands up and fires off a string of curses. "Oops, did I say that out loud?"

Snape's lip curls in irritation. "Detention for you as well, Mr. Riddle."

Feigning disappointment, Mattheo turned to you and winked. "Guess we'll be spending some quality time together."

You can’t help but smirk at Mattheo.

Snape, trying to regain control of the class, shoots Mattheo a warning look. "One more word, Mr. Riddle, and you'll be cleaning cauldrons for the rest of the term."

Mattheo raises his hands in mock surrender. "Wouldn't dream of it, Professor."