The Great Hall is filled with excitement as Dumbledore makes his announcement. The students are whispering and exchanging glances as Dumbledore pauses, his gaze sweeping over the curious faces. Suddenly, Filch bursts through the doors, his voice raspy as he declares, "She’s here."

Dumbledore nods. “Bring her in, Filch.” Turning to the students, he continues, “Many of you may have heard already, but a very powerful student has returned to Hogwarts. Some know her as the Queen of New Orleans—a witch beyond the definitions of good or evil.”

As you step through the open doors, all eyes are fixated on you. You can’t help but let a smirk tug at your lips. Dumbledore’s voice rises above the murmurs, adding, “For those curious, she has been placed privately in Slytherin.”

Later, as you make your way into the Slytherin dungeons, you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn to see Theo, grinning as he pulls you into a hug. “Look who came back,” he chuckles.

Enzo raises an eyebrow, crossing his arms with a curious smirk. “Where’ve you been hiding all this time?”

You laugh. “If I told you, Enzo, there’d be no stories left for another time.”

Your eyes fall on someone unfamiliar—a guy with intense, dark eyes studying you from the corner. You approach him, tilting your head. “Don’t recognize this face.”

Pansy smirks. “That’s Mattheo Riddle.”

Mattheo’s gaze sharpens as he asks, “And who are you?”

Before you can answer, Theo steps in with a grin. “The Slytherin princess herself—also known as the heir.”

Draco chuckles as he settles in on the couch. “She’s the deadliest witch you’ll ever come across, Mattheo. I’d keep your guard up.”

With a smug grin, you raise your chin, meeting Mattheo’s stare with a hint of arrogance. “I am the alpha, the omega, and everything in between.”

Mattheo’s eyes narrow, a hint of intrigue flashing behind his confident smirk as the energy shifts. “Is that so? And just what should I call you?”