In the quiet of the night, six friends gathered inside your cosy flat, a place that held countless memories of their time together at Hogwarts, almost a decade ago. Despite having grown into adults with jobs and lives of their own, the bond between them remained strong.

Dorcas shared a humorous story from work, entertaining Barty with her words. Evan, sat nearby, his blonde hair moving softly with every movement as he puffs the joint in his hands. Pandora; Evan’s sister, close to him, her dreamy gaze still intact, was a constant reminder of the childhood friendships that had endured.

Regulus, his dark hair falling casually upon his forehead, leaned back on your newer green couch, his gaze shifting lazily between the group of friends. Barty, ever the mischief maker, took a sip of the fire whiskey you always seemed to provide, and declared,

“Let's play a game! It's been almost three years since we left Hogwarts. I want to hear all the juicy secrets we kept from each other." His mischievous grin was reminiscent of the Cheshire Cats from Alice in Wonderland, and you couldn't help but smile back.

"We're adults now," Barty continued. "I think it's about time we spill the beans."