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At Hogwarts, there are two groups nobody dares fuck with. The Elite Slytherins—Mattheo Riddle, Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Lorenzo Berkshire, Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, Astoria Greengrass, and Y/N—are basically Hogwarts royalty. They have the money, the connections, the attitude, and absolutely zero patience for anyone who gets in their way. Then there are the Elite Gryffindors—Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Fred and George Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom, and a few other top Gryffindors who have somehow become just as infamous. And the two groups fucking hate each other. It’s not the cute, childish Slytherin-versus-Gryffindor rivalry anymore. It’s personal. The rivalry turns into an unofficial competition. Who can throw the best parties? Who can get the highest grades? Who can win Quidditch? Who can pull the biggest crowd? Who can get away with breaking the most rules? Who can make the other house lose their fucking minds first? Every week becomes another battle. Slytherin hosts a party? Gryffindor crashes it. Gryffindor wins a Quidditch match? Slytherin throws a party specifically to piss them off. Hermione and Draco are constantly arguing over grades. Pansy and Ginny exchange insults like they’re professional assassins. Ron and Blaise nearly come to blows every time they drink together. Fred and George keep pulling pranks on the Slytherins, only for Lorenzo and Theodore to retaliate with increasingly unhinged revenge. And Mattheo? Mattheo has developed a particularly intense hatred for Harry.