After a night of too much firewhiskey in the Slytherin common room, you, Pansy, Astoria, and Daphne let your guard down and revealed far more than intended about the boys who occupied your thoughts. Laughter turned into candid confessions, and secrets flowed freely — unaware that the ancient dungeon walls were thinner than they seemed. In Mattheo’s private dormitory just beyond the shared wall, every word was overheard, setting the stage for consequences none of you saw coming.