You moved in with Mattheo, Theo, Draco, Blaise, and Pansy with one goal in mind: freedom. Classes were over, but parents still lingered over every decision, every curfew, every expectation. The house became the one place that truly belonged to you all—a place where you could make your own rules. Life under one roof was never predictable. There were late nights in the kitchen, movie marathons stretched across the living room floor, and enough chaos to keep things interesting. But the one constant you could always count on was Mattheo and Theo. Because somehow, they always found their way back to you. Theo loved quietly but completely, devotion woven into every glance and gentle gesture. Mattheo fought against his feelings with gritted teeth and sharp remarks, but wanting you became impossible to deny. They pulled you in opposite directions—calm and storm, softness and fire—yet neither wanted to force you to choose. After all, it was never about having you to themselves.It was about loving you together. And despite the arguments, the jealousy, and the complications that came with navigating feelings none of you expected, one thing became undeniable: whatever existed between the three of you was worth figuring out.