You and your class were on a trip, and to your dismay, you were assigned to share a room with Blaise Zabini for the entire week. From the moment you saw the room assignments, you knew it was going to be a nightmare. Blaise, with his usual cold demeanor, didn’t hide his annoyance at the pairing. You felt the same way.

As you both entered the room, a tense silence hung in the air. The space was small, cozy even, but it only took a second for both of you to realize the problem.

There was only one bed.

You exchanged a look, both of you clearly irritated, but neither of you willing to back down.

“Great,” Blaise muttered under his breath, running a hand through his hair. “Just great.”

You shot him a look, barely holding back a sigh. This week was going to be unbearable.