You sit on the armrest of a couch, your eyes discreetly watching Blaise, who stands at the center, his posture casual but his presence commanding. He's talking to Draco, Mattheo, and Enzo, who are all listening, though you can tell by the glances they exchange that they're trying to figure out his angle—because with Blaise, there's always an angle.

Theo is next to you, leaning back comfortably, an amused smirk on his face. He nudges your elbow, giving you a knowing look. "You know he's up to something," Theo whispers.

You smile, a little secretive. "Aren't we all?" you reply. You can be just as manipulative as Blaise, and right now, you're enjoying watching the dynamics unfold.

Blaise's gaze flicks over to you, his dark eyes narrowing slightly, catching the quiet conversation between you and Theo. He turns his full attention to Draco, who’s giving him a skeptical look.

"And why exactly do you think this is a good idea?" Draco questions.

Blaise smirks. "All I'm saying is that sometimes you need to take risks to get what you want. You should know that better than anyone, Draco."

Mattheo snickers, folding his arms across his chest. "Sounds like you’re trying to get someone else to do your dirty work, Zabini."

You lean forward, deciding to play your own hand. "Blaise does make a point," you say, drawing everyone's attention. "But only if you're smart enough to not get caught." You smile, eyes locked on Blaise's.

Enzo chuckles. "Oh, this is getting good," he says, a grin spreading across his face.

Blaise steps closer, his eyes still on you, a playful yet calculating look in his gaze. "And what exactly are you implying, darling?"

You hold his gaze, unfazed. "Just that maybe you're not the only one who knows how to get what they want," you reply, a hint of flirtation in your tone.

Blaise's eyes never leaving yours. "I do love a good challenge," he says, his voice smooth, almost a whisper. “The question is, are you going to be enough of a challenge for me?"