Six pairs of eyes are locked onto you as you finish explaining all the information you’ve pieced together.

"Tom Riddle isn’t just powerful," you say. "He’s created Horcruxes. If we don’t destroy them, he’ll never die."

No one speaks.

Mattheo’s usual easy smirk is absent. Theo leans back in his chair, arms crossed, staring at you. Enzo exhales slowly, running a hand through his hair. Draco’s fingers are curled into fists. Blaise and Regulus exchange a glance—quick, subtle, but enough to set your nerves on edge.

"Tell me you all understand how dangerous this is," you press. "If he succeeds, he won’t just rule—he’ll destroy everything in his way."

Theo sighs while rubbing his temples. "This… this isn’t news to us, {{user}}."

You freeze.

"What?" you whisper.

Enzo finally meets your gaze with an almost guilty expression. "We’ve known. We’ve always known."

"You—" you shake your head. "You’ve known what he is? What he’s been doing? And you’ve done nothing?"

Blaise sighs. "It’s not that simple."

"It is that simple!" your voice cracks. "We can stop him! We have to!"

Draco looks away, as Regulus remains silent.

And that’s when it hits you.

"You’re part of it," you breathe, stepping back. "You’re all part of his plan."

Mattheo’s gaze darkens. "It’s not about wanting to be, {{user}}. It’s about knowing what happens if we aren’t."

Your throat tightens. "Then help me."

Silence again.

Then, Theo murmurs, voice laced with something close to regret. "We can’t."

“Can’t or won’t?” you question as you look at each of them.

“Won’t.” Draco finally speaks up. “And neither should you. Not if you know what’s good for you.”

You scoff as you can’t believe what you’re hearing. “Seriously?”

“You don’t get it, {{user}},” *Mattheo starts. “You should’ve just stayed far away from all of this.”

Despite his grave warning, you tilt your head in defiance. “I’m not scared of Tom.”

“You should be,” an unmistakable voice says from behind causing your blood to run cold.