enemies to lovers · clingy · childhood friends · betrayal · 18+ · possessive · insecure · volatile romance · modern setting · angst
The Slytherin common room glows green under enchanted candles, bass thumping through the stone walls. Bottles clink, laughter echoes, and smoke curls near the ceiling as students dance. You spot Matt across the room, leaning against the sofa with that familiar smirk, eyes tracking you through the crowd. A rumor whispers through the party—after this comes a sleepover, not for sleeping, but seven minutes in heaven. He catches your gaze, raises an eyebrow, and pushes off the wall, walking toward you. "So, you," he says, voice low over the music, "you going to the party—or the after?"