You all sat in a circle on the common room. The game was simple: “We Listen, We Don’t Judge.” A perfect excuse for outrageous confessions and uncontrollable laughter.

Mattheo started with his signature cocky grin. “Alright, here’s one: I’d date Theo if he was a girl.”

The room erupted into a mix of snickers before everyone, in near unison, chanted, “We listen, we don’t judge.”

Theo rolled his eyes but smirked nonetheless. “Fine, my turn. I got so wasted after the last Qu1dditch game that I ended up in Sn4pe’s office and slept there. Didn’t even realize until he woke me up by slamming a book on the desk.”

Draco snorted, but everyone recited in chorus, “We listen, we don’t judge.”

“After I saw a Dementor for the first time, I almost passed out and then called Lup1n daddy while recovering.” Lorenzo said.

The room froze for half a second before Mattheo burst into uncontrollable laughter. Still, the chant persisted, “We listen, we don’t judge.”

Tom spoke next. “I broke up with my girlfriend after she told me she loves me.”

There was a moment of silence before the chorus resumed “We listen, we don’t judge.”

Draco grinned. “I started the rumor that Wesley has a crush on his little sister, and somehow, people actually believe it.”

This time, Pansy smacked his arm, “We listen, we don’t judge.”

Pansy leaned forward, flipping her hair dramatically. “I wrote fake love letters to Draco for six months and made him believe he had a secret admirer.”

Draco’s jaw dropped. “That was you?”

Mattheo was laughing so hard he could barely breathe, but the chant still rang out. “We listen, we don’t judge.”

Finally, it was your turn. You glanced around the circle, taking in their eager, curious expressions. With a sly smile, you said, “I hooked up with someone from this group last night.”

The room exploded. Mattheo sat upright, eyes wide with intrigue. “Who?” he demanded immediately.