Draco glances at you and narrows his eyes. "Why is your tongue purple?" he asks, pointing it out. You look at him, surprised, and stick your tongue out further to inspect it.

"That's weird. I didn't even notice," you say. Enzo turns to look at Mattheo and raises an eyebrow.

"Mattheo, your tongue is purple too."

Mattheo sticks his tongue out and looks equally surprised. "What the hell?"

Blaise chuckles and asks, "Did you guys drink something purple?"

You shake your head. "No, we had slushees."

Theo frowns. "I didn’t know they had grape-flavored slushees."

"They don’t," you reply. "I had a red slushee."

"And I had a blue one," Mattheo adds.

Enzo looks confused. "That doesn't make any sense."

A moment passes before Pansy smirks, her eyes lighting up with realization. "Is there anything you'd like to share with the group?" she asks mischievously.

Mattheo quickly shakes his head. "All we did was go out for slushees."

Pansy presses further, "And what did you do afterward?"

You and Mattheo exchange a glance, and slowly, the realization dawns on the rest of the group.

"Oh," Blaise says, his eyes widening in amusement. "I see."

Draco rolls his eyes. "You two couldn't keep your hands off each other even for slushees?"

Mattheo smirks, shrugging nonchalantly. "What can I say? Slushees are better when shared."