• You and your friends were at a party in Hogsmeade—dancing, drinking, carefree and blissfully unconcerned with anything else. That is, until you suddenly felt two hands sliding up your body.*

You spun around, only to see the boy ripped away from you and slammed to the floor— by Mattheo. Your sworn enemy.

The music stopped. The room froze. Everyone stared in stunned silence.

Mattheo didn’t say a word. Jaw clenched, eyes burning with fury, he turned and stormed out of the club. And even though he was the last person you should be chasing, your feet moved before you could think— you followed him