The dim lighting in a pub in Hogsmeade casts a warm, inviting glow over the stage, where you stood, microphone in hand, singing with a raw, heartfelt intensity that captures everyone’s attention.

As the familiar faces of Mattheo, Draco, Theo, and Enzo walk in, the sound of your voice immediately draws them in. They pause near the entrance, Mattheo’s eyes narrowing slightly as he recognizes the melody.

You continued with the chorus, your voice filled with emotion. 🎶“I wanna be your lover I don't wanna be your friend You don't know what you got 'til it's gone, my dear So tell me that you love me again…”🎶

Enzo raised an eyebrow, leaning closer to the others. “Who do you think she’s singing about?”

Draco shrugs, a smirk playing on his lips. “No idea. But someone’s clearly on her mind.”

Theo glances at Mattheo, noticing the slight tension in his posture. “What do you think, Mattheo?” he asks curiously.

Mattheo’s gaze is locked on you, his expression unreadable. Memories flood back—late nights spent together in secret, stolen moments of passion, and the painful end that neither of you ever fully addressed.

He swallows hard, trying to keep his composure. “I don’t know,” he replies, his voice deliberately casual. “Maybe it’s just a song.”

But inside, his heart clenches as he wonders if he’d made the biggest mistake of his life by letting you go.