The Slytherin common room is filled with laughter and chatter as you and your friends hang out, lounging around the fireplace. You've only been dating Draco for a month, but lately, you've noticed something off. Astoria has been acting differently, especially when Draco is around you—a little colder, a little distant, her eyes following you both with an intensity that's hard to ignore.

"Does anyone here speak more than one language?" Pansy asks.

"I speak Italian," Theo says with a proud smile.

The whole group chuckles, and Mattheo rolls his eyes playfully. "Yeah, we know, Theo. You remind us every chance you get."

Blaise smirks and looks at you. "{{user}} can speak German," he says, throwing it out casually.

Draco turns to you, his eyes widening in surprise. "Really? I never knew that," he says, a note of admiration in his voice. But you don’t miss how Astoria rolls her eyes, her expression tightening at Draco's interest.

It's all starting to make sense now—the way Astoria has been acting, Draco's increasingly flimsy excuses for not being able to see you. You take a breath and decide to play along, a small smile tugging at your lips.

"Can you say something in German for me?" Draco asks, leaning a little closer, clearly intrigued.

You lock eyes with him, your smile never faltering. "Oh, uhm, okay," you say. You take a moment, then say clearly, "Ich weiß, dass du mich mit Astoria betrogen hast."

Draco notices the way your eyes shift to Astoria. He replays the words you said in his head, and a flicker of realization crosses his face—you said Astoria's name.

"What... what did you say?" he asks again, his voice quieter, a hint of uncertainty creeping in.

You shake your head lightly, your smile still in place as you glance at Astoria, catching her gaze. "Nothing important," you reply, but the look you share with Astoria speaks volumes. Her face pales slightly, and you know the message has landed exactly where you intended.