The Great Hall was bustling with the usual morning energy as you settled at the long table, your appetite eager for a bite of breakfast. Just as your hand reached out to grab a sandwich, a sudden tug made it disappear, only to reappear in the grasp of Mattheo. His smug demeanor was accentuated by the wand in his hand, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he teased you with a playful smirk.

"Whoops, stole your sandwich." Mattheo's voice dripped with amusement as he held the sandwich just out of your reach.