The Slytherin common room buzzed with laughter and loud conversation, the air thick with the smell of firewhisky and weed. The couches were packed with drunk students, bottles littering the floor as everyone settled into a game of truth or dare.

You sat with your back against the wall, your head spinning just slightly from the drinks, Mattheo beside you, his leg resting against yours, trying to ignore the presence of Cho, Mattheo’s ex, who kept glaring at you from across the room.

Cho stood up, looking directly at you with that fake smile of hers. "I’ll go first," she announced, eyes locking on you. "Truth or dare?"

You could already tell this wasn’t going to end well, but you weren’t about to back down. “Truth,” you replied.

Her smirk widened. "Are you a virgin?"

You froze, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks, but before you could even respond, Mattheo’s voice cut in. “Cho, don’t.” His tone sharp.

But Cho just rolled her eyes. "Oh, duh, I already know the answer to that," she spat. "Because Mattheo fucked you."

You could feel the stares. “Yes, he did,” you slurred, staring directly at Cho, your voice louder than you intended. “My turn. Cho, truth or dare?”

Cho sneered. “Truth.”

You didn’t even hesitate. “Is it true that you’re a whore?”

“What did you just call me?” she hissed.

You leaned back, feeling a little too smug for someone as intoxicated as you were. “No, I didn’t call you anything,” you said, eyes half-lidded as you stared at her. “I just asked you a question. Are you a whore? You have to answer honestly, ‘cause it’s called truth for a reason.”

The tension snapped like a whip, and you could see Cho’s anger flare. She lunged toward you, her face twisted in rage, but before she could get close, Mattheo moved. His arms were around you in an instant, lifting you off the couch and pulling you away from the chaos before things escalated any further.

“What the hell was that?” Mattheo asked, his voice low as he set you down in the empty corridor.