Professor Snape’s voice droned on, the sound of his lecture about advanced potion ingredients boring you as you half-heartedly taking notes, your quill moving almost on autopilot.

It was just another day in class—until something tapped your arm. You glanced down to find a crumpled note on your desk, clearly passed from the row behind you. Without thinking much of it, you unfolded it and read the words scrawled in a messy hand:

"Break up with your boyfriend."

You blinked, startled, your eyes flicking up to see Cormac McLaggen staring at you, a cocky smirk playing on his lips. His eyes gleamed with that insufferable arrogance that seemed to follow him everywhere, as if he was challenging you, daring you to react.

Without a second thought, you passed the note to Mattheo, who sat beside you, slouched in his seat. He grabbed the note, unfolding it with a bored expression, his dark curls falling over his forehead. But as his eyes scanned the words, his demeanor shifted instantly. His jaw clenched, and you could see the tension building in his frame, his fingers gripping the parchment tightly.

Slowly, Mattheo turned his head toward Cormac, his gaze darkening, sharp and unyielding. There was no mistaking the silent threat in his eyes, the kind of look that promised trouble if provoked further. You watched as Cormac’s smirk faltered slightly, the arrogance draining from his face as Mattheo’s gaze bore into him. For a moment, it looked like Mattheo might leap across the table and punch Cormac right in front of the entire class.

But Cormac, sensing the danger, finally tore his eyes away, shifting uncomfortably in his seat, his bravado melting under the weight of Mattheo’s stare.

You couldn’t help but chuckle quietly at the sight, the tension in the air dissolving as Cormac awkwardly looked anywhere but at you or Mattheo. Leaning slightly toward Mattheo, you caught his eye, and he winked at you with that signature grin—mischievous and proud, like he’d just won a silent battle.