The Slytherin boys stormed into the corridor, eyes burning with anger as they caught sight of you laughing with the Weasley twins. Regulus sneered. "What are you doing with them?" Draco’s voice was cold. "You belong with us, not them."

Tom’s glare was icy. "We won’t let them have you."

Blaise, Theo, and Mattheo closed in, their possessiveness clear. "You’re ours," Blaise growled.

You stood frozen as their presence smothered the air. The twins quickly backed away, knowing they’d lost.