You and Mattheo are strolling through a busy muggle street, taking in the sights that are so different from the wizarding world. A guy on a motorcycle suddenly zips past, the roar of the engine catching your attention.

You watch the bike disappear down the street, your eyes lighting up with excitement. "I wanna ride a bike so bad, but I don't have my license yet," you say with a wistful sigh.

Mattheo glances at you, a smirk playing on his lips. "Want to ride me instead?"

You blink, taken aback by his question. "What?" you ask, your cheeks flushing slightly.

He chuckles, the playful glint in his eyes making it clear he’s enjoying your reaction. "You heard me," he teases.