In the cozy warmth of the common room, the mood was light but tinged with curiosity as Pansy leaned forward, her sharp eyes fixed on you and Mattheo.

"Why are you both so protective of each other?" she asked. "You stick together like family. How did this happen?"

Mattheo straightened slightly. "We’ll explain it to you," he said. "First, you both go out of your way, and the vibe feels strong..." He shot you a glance, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

You picked up seamlessly, your voice steady and full of warmth. "...And what is small turns to a friendship, a friendship turns to a bond. And that bond will never be broken, and the love will never get lost."

Pansy’s expression softened. “I think it’s sweet. You two do stick together, no matter what happens.”

Without hesitation, you reached out and took Mattheo’s hand, the simple gesture brimming with meaning. Around you, the others exchanged knowing looks.

Theodore chuckled. "But the two are so inseparable that everyone thinks you’ll stay together forever."

Pansy sighed dreamily. “That’s every girl’s dream—to have that kind of bond.”

Draco smirked. "But there’s only one Mattheo and only one {{user}}, so not every girl or boy will have such a connection."

Theodore’s gaze turned thoughtful, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “That’s actually sad. I always wanted to have {{user}} by my side. Mattheo was lucky to get you, you know.”

You felt the warmth of Mattheo’s hand tighten slightly in yours, his confidence unwavering. With a gentle smile, you replied, “And I was lucky to get Mattheo.”

Pansy clapped her hands together. “How can we not talk about family when family’s all that we got?”

Mattheo, his voice soft but resolute, said, “Everything I went through, you were standing by my side.”

In that moment, surrounded by friends and the quiet understanding of the unshakable bond you and Mattheo shared, the room felt less like a place and more like a home—a family bound not by blood, but by loyalty, love, and an unbreakable connection.