The door to your dorm creaks open, and a sudden burst of noise fills the room as a few familiar faces step inside. You glance up from your spot on the bed, where you've been reading, surprised to see an unexpected group of visitors.

Hermione, her expression a mixture of confusion and determination, freezes in the doorway as she spots Draco.

"Draco?" she says, her voice slightly shaky.

Draco, always composed, narrows his eyes as if unsure of what to make of the situation. "Hermione?" His tone is both surprised and cautious.

Then Hermione’s eyes flicker to the others standing behind Draco. "Theodore? Regulus?" Her voice raises slightly, but she seems almost as if she’s confirming the improbable.

You blink in surprise, trying to make sense of this strange encounter. It wasn’t often that this particular group of people found their way into your dorm. "{{user}}," you say.

Mattheo grins, stepping forward with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "Mattheo," he says, his voice light and full of roguish charm.

You stare at the small crowd now gathered in your space. With a sigh, you straighten your back, eyes darting from one face to another.

"Great!" you pause dramatically, letting the weight of the moment hang in the air for a second. "Now that we all know each other..."

You smirk, crossing your arms and letting a mischievous smile play on your lips. "Get out of my dorm!"