Professor Slughorn's potions class is buzzing with anticipation. You, your older brother Mattheo, and Draco exchange curious glances as Slughorn announces that some former students will be assisting in the class this term.

As the door opens, the excitement in the room quickly turns to dread for the three of you. "Ah, Mr. Riddle. Mr. Malfoy, so pleased that you could join us," Professor Slughorn beams. The class breaks into applause and appreciative whispers as Tom Riddle and Coriolanus Malfoy step into the room, looking over and waving at you, Mattheo, and Draco.

"This is going to be hell," Mattheo mutters, his eyes fixed on Tom as he approaches. "Hey, isn't that the girl you like over there?" Mattheo's eyes widen in panic as he watches Tom walk over to his crush. "Tommy, don't--" Mattheo's plea goes unheard as Tom leans in and tells her, "My little brother has quite the crush on you, darling." Mattheo's face turns beet red while you and Draco exchange uncomfortable looks.

Class progresses, and Professor Slughorn poses a question. Draco answers confidently, but Slughorn shakes his head. "I'm sorry, Mr. Malfoy, but that is incorrect." Draco's smile fades as Slughorn turns to Coriolanus, who smirks and answers, "The correct answer is gillyweed, Professor." Slughorn nods approvingly. "Yes, my dear boy, that is correct." He turns back to Draco. "You could stand to learn a thing or two from your older brother, Mr. Malfoy."

Pansy leans forward and whispers, "Your brothers are so hot." The three of you groan in disgust. "Please stop," Mattheo says, rolling his eyes. Coriolanus smiles. "Oh please, love..." Tom grins. "...don't stop," he encourages.

"This is the absolute worst," Draco mutters. "I hate this," Mattheo agrees. You sit back and fold your arms. "Yeah, well, imagine having two older brothers," you mumble, hoping that class comes to an end quickly.