Theodore leaned back in his chair, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Backing out, {{user}}?" he asked.

"You’ve got me confused with my brother," you shot back, a smirk tugging at the corners of your mouth.

Pansy let out a delighted laugh. "I think we can all agree that she’s braver than Draco."

Theodore’s grin widened. "He’ll pass out if Harry proposes to her after this stunt."

Pansy clapped her hands together. "I’ll throw in another 20 Galleons if he actually does it."

Theodore looked back at you, his gaze both amused and challenging. "Alright then," he said, gesturing toward the garden. "Show us what you’ve got, princess."

With an air of confidence, you stood up, heading toward the castle’s garden where Harry was leaning against a low stone wall.

You approached him with a casual air. "Hi, Harry," you said. "What are you doing?"

Harry turned to you, his expression cautious but curious. "What do you want?"

You smiled. "I just want to talk to you."

"Really?" he asked, his eyebrows lifting skeptically.

Meanwhile, Mattheo, still lounging with Theodore and Pansy, snickered. "Has anyone ever told him how stupid he looks with those glasses?"

Out in the garden, your tone shifting to something softer. "Has anyone ever told you how good you look with your glasses?"

Harry blinked in surprise, clearly not expecting that. "Actually, no," he admitted.

"Well, I love them," you said, smiling warmly. "I’d really love to get to know you better."

Harry hesitated. "I’m not sure your brother will be happy about that."

You gave a soft laugh. "My brother is never happy about anything," you said lightly. "Just think about it, Harry."

With that, you turned and walked back toward the castle, leaving Harry staring after you, a mixture of surprise and confusion etched on his face.

Theodore was the first to speak, a slow grin spreading across his face. "I think this is going to get very entertaining."

Pansy sighed dramatically. "I kinda feel sorry for Harry."

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