The Great Hall buzzed with lively chatter as students enjoyed their lunch. At the Slytherin table, Draco sat with his usual entourage—Pansy and Blaise—alongside you, who he’d been spending a amount of time with recently. Though Draco’s sharp features held their usual indifference, Pansy couldn’t miss the way his silver-gray eyes darted to the Hufflepuff table, where Diggory was laughing with his friends.

"Did you hear the rumor?" Pansy said, her smirk growing. "{{user}} has been sneaking off to see Diggory. Scandalous, isn’t it?" Her voice carried just enough to catch Draco’s attention. You flushed and avoided eye contact, while Blaise raised an eyebrow but stayed silent.

"He’s jealous!" Pansy declared, her voice echoing just enough to catch the attention of a few onlookers.

Draco shot her a withering glare, his pale cheeks tinged with the faintest hint of pink. "Why would I be jealous? {{user}} can marry Diggory for all I care," he snapped, his voice dripping with forced indifference.