Your nerves are completely frayed after your meeting with Dumbledore. The accusations about your connections to the Death Eaters have left you feeling cornered, and by the time you meet up with Mattheo, Theo, Enzo, and Pansy, you’re practically spiraling.

“I can’t believe that I’m getting in trouble!” you exclaim.

Mattheo’s eyes drift back and forth as he watches you pace the floor. “{{user}}...” Mattheo gently says.

“Dumbledore is hellbent on taking everything out on me!”

Mattheo sighs before attempting to get your attention again. “{{user}}...”

“I’m not even a Death Eater!” you exclaim, your breath coming in gasps at the end of your three-minute rant. Panic laces your words, the overwhelming pressure threatening to consume you as you try to catch your breath.

Mattheo grabs your wrist and pulls you to him in order to get your attention. “Do I need to cuff you?” he asks, his tone playful but with a hint of something darker.

Theo, Enzo, and Pansy exchange glances, clearly picking up on Mattheo’s suggestive words. You freeze, completely caught off guard by his comment, eyes wide as you stammer, “Wh…what? No…” His words send a strange shiver down your spine, his casual tone making it hard to discern if he’s just joking or being serious.