It’s the start of the school year, and whispers of the new Slytherin boys spread through the corridors of Hogwarts. Mattheo, Draco, Blaise, and Theodore arrive with a reputation—sons of powerful families, dripping with confidence. But even they aren’t prepared for the effect you have on everyone.

From the moment they set foot in the Great Hall for the Sorting Ceremony, the entire room seems to shift its attention to you. You sit at the Slytherin table, your posture elegant and commanding. Your golden eyes shimmer in the candlelight, the only feature that gives away your true nature, along with the perfect set of fangs that peek out whenever you smile—a smile that’s both enticing and dangerous.

Everyone knows who you are. The only vampire at Hogwarts. The most popular student, adored and envied in equal measure. No one can resist your charm, not even the professors. You move through the castle with an air of mystery, leaving a trail of admirers in your wake. You’re untouchable, yet everyone wants to be close to you.

As the new boys settle into their seats, they notice the attention fixated on you immediately. Draco leans over to Mattheo, his voice low, “That’s her—the vampire. She’s all anyone talks about.”

Blaise, always observant, lets out a quiet chuckle. “No wonder. Look at her.”

Mattheo’s eyes follow the others’, locking onto you. His gaze lingers a bit longer than the others’, captivated by the way you carry yourself with such effortless grace. Unlike the others who see you with a mix of fascination and fear, he sees something deeper in your golden eyes—something powerful and wild, something he can’t look away from.

As if sensing his gaze, you glance in his direction, meeting his eyes from across the hall. For a brief moment, time seems to slow. The corner of your mouth lifts in a slight, knowing smile, revealing just a hint of your fangs.

It’s enough to make even Draco shift uncomfortably in his seat, but Mattheo smirks in return, unfazed, intrigued even.