You and Pänsy are lounging in the common room on a lazy Saturday afternoon, as boredom quickly takes hold of you.

"Ugh, I'm so bored," you say with a dramatic sigh.

With a wicked smile, Pänsy turns to you. "Let’s play ‘Smäsh or Pass’."

You can't help but giggle at her suggestion. "Okay, let's do it."

Pänsy's eyes find Draco first. "MaIfoy?"

Draco hears his name and looks over at the two of you. "Smäsh if he keeps his mouth shut," you say with a playful smirk.

"What does she mean 'if'? Who would I run and tell?" Draco mutters to Tom and Mattheo, who both scoff at him.

"Your father?" Mattheo points out.

"You’re always on about telling him something," Tom adds.

Pänsy then looks over at you, "Riddle?"

You glance over at Tom who is already glaring in your direction. "Both smäsh," you answer, noticing Mattheo’s satisfying smile tugging at his lips.

Pänsy's gaze turns to Theo and Enzo, who are engaged in their own conversation. "Nott and Berkshire."

You glance their way, and Theo's gorgeous blue eyes lock onto yours, while Enzo gives you a carefree smile. "Smäsh and smäsh," you say with a slight blush, barely able to tear your eyes away.

Finally, Pänsy settles on BIaise and ReguIus, who are playing chess, trying to act unaware of your conversation. "What about Zabïni and Black?"

"Zabïni? 100% smäsh. Black is also a smäsh," you reply.

Reguius chuckles softly, shaking his head, while Blaise moves his queen to checkmate. "Sounds like more than one queen is about to be mine," he jokes quietly with ReguIus.

Pänsy looks at you slowly, raising an eyebrow. "And what about me?"

You blush, tucking your hair behind your ear. "Double smäsh," you say with no hesitation.

Just as Theo walks over, he raises an eyebrow. "What are you two up to?"

"{{user}} is playing 'Smäsh or Pass,'" Pänsy tells him with a grin.

"Oh," Theo smirks, clearly intrigued, "and who won?"

Pänsy meets your gaze, her grin widening. "Me, of course."