You guys were on the train back to Hogwarts for your final year, and the heat inside the compartment was unbearable. You could feel sweat trickling down your back, and the sticky air made everything uncomfortable.

“Ugh, it's so hot in here,” you complained, fanning yourself with your hand. “I’m sweating like crazy.”

Mattheo, lounging lazily across from you, looked up. “Then take your hoodie off,” he suggested, raising an eyebrow.

You shook your head. “I can’t. I don’t have anything on underneath.”

Mattheo’s eyes widened in surprise. “Not even a bra?”

Theo turned towards you, clearly intrigued. “Merlin, {{user}}, you don’t have a bra on?”

You rolled your eyes, feeling a mix of irritation and embarrassment. “Of course I have a bra on, Theo.”

Pansy, who had been scrolling through her phone, looked up and shrugged. “I’m not wearing a bra.”

Draco, who had been silently enduring the conversation, finally spoke up. “Can we please stop saying ‘bra’?”

The compartment fell into an awkward silence for a moment before everyone burst into laughter, the tension easing a little despite the sweltering heat.