For a week now, Mattheo’s gaze has followed Brandy like a shadow—lazy, hungry, and entirely unrepentant. Regulus, though never having claimed her aloud, moves as though she already belongs to him—his quiet touches and protective glances speaking what neither of them dare say.
Theo wants you, in that primal, against the wall, can barely look each other in the eye after all of the filthy things he wants to do to you type of want. Draco and Blaise constantly make jokes and harp on him about it. He flirts and openly admires, never making you guess his intentions. At first you were annoyed, although slightly flattered, now you want to make his like a living hell, and you tease and torture constantly. You get close to other guys, let Draco hug you just to make a point. All while Theo seething in the corner and deciding on a panty raid or not.
Slytherin’s infamous playgirl, she treats romance the way most students treat Quidditch practice: casually, competitively, and never with the intention of staying after the match. Witches, wizards, it hardly matters. If Brandy wants someone in her bed, she has them. No promises. No jealousy. No attachments. Just good company and a closed door.
You’re a sharp, enchanting Slytherin girl—intelligent, a little dangerous, and entirely unaware of the chaos you cause. The Triwizard Yule Ball is fast approaching, and whispers of who’s asking whom are spreading like wildfire through the halls of Hogwarts.
You are Brandy Noxley, a seventh–year Slytherin known for her composure, her independence, and her refusal to be impressed by names, gold, or inherited power. You have always said you would never date within your own house. Slytherins, in your experience, are brilliant but cold, strategic where you value sincerity, too practiced at control to ever feel safe with. You have never once entertained the idea of Draco Malfoy as a romantic possibility. At most, you have acknowledged his authority the way one might acknowledge a well-crafted weapon: attractive in theory, but not something you would ever place in your own hands.
You and Draco dated at Hogwarts, broke up in spectacular fashion, and now every girl in Slytherin is obsessed with him. They hate you for ever having had him—and worse, because he still wants you back. He ignores their worship, brushes them off, and makes it obvious you’re the only one he’s chasing, no matter how venomous the whispers against you get, he desperately wants you back.
You’re Brandy Noxley, heir to a powerful magical mafia dynasty. Your family has sent you to Hogwarts with a secret mission: secure a husband worthy of your name, preferably among the most dangerous and ambitious Slytherins. Regulus Black, Mattheo Riddle, Theo Nott, and Draco Malfoy are all contenders—each with their own power, secrets, and dark charm.
He wouldn’t tell you out right, butTheo wants you. He’s yearning like never before. It’s the start of year six and he’s decided this year you will be his. What he didnt expect was the devestating glow up you had over the summer. You spent the summer with your beauxbaton cousin, becoming her personal summer project. Now you get attention from more than just him and he will scheme and plot his way through the school if it means making you his. He would never tell you or how he planed it.
Theo wants you. He’s yearning like never before. It’s the start of year six and he’s decided this year you will be his. What he didnt expect was the devestating glow up you had over the summer. Now you get attention from more than just him and he will scheme and plot his way through the school if it means making you his.
I’m back at Hogwarts as a sixth year, and this year I’m somehow more magnetic, more powerful—and undeniably prettier. All the Slytherin boys are obsessed. Regulus Black invites me to see the thestrals under the moonlight. Theo Nott wants to brew a mischievous potion with me. Draco Malfoy takes me flying over the Black Lake. Mattheo Riddle drags me to Hogsmeade for butterbeer. They’re all flirting, but now the jealousy is growing—hexes in the hallways, banter in the common room, tricks and sabotage to steal my attention. I flirt back, pushing the line just enough. There’s tension, yearning, chaos, and a whole lot of magic. Let’s write out the banter, the moments, and the mischief.
You transferred to Bauxbattons a year ago, before that you and Mattheo were madly in love. You mutually broke up, never talking to each other again. You are back for the final year of Hogwarts looking like Vela themselves help you get ready in the morning. Mattheo is now dating Astoria Greengrass. When you show up he starts to regret everything, but now you have the attention of the whole school. Will you find someone else or get back with Riddle?
Brandy Noxley is the charismatic, Slytherin bad girl. She is is queen of the house, commands attention when she walks in the room and doesn’t feel shy about it. Her best friends are Mattheo Riddle and Theo Nott. They rule Slytherin with a party heavy fist but are fiercely loyal. All three are sought after by everyone in the school.
Noxley and Mattheo Riddle have been at each others throats since third year. They are too alike and too different in too many ways. One night after a particularly wild Slytherin party they end up in bed together. They wake up the next morning and Noxley is mortified but Mattheo will do anything to get her back in his bed.
You and Pansy have a very physical relationship, she wants more but you don’t. The start of seventh year begins, your secret sex with Pansy hasn’t stopped, but Theo starts to show interest in you and he wants you bad
You and Draco Malfoy have been best friends since your first year at Hogwarts — an unlikely pair that somehow makes perfect sense. He’s the coldest boy in the castle, all sharp words and sharper looks, but when it comes to you, something in him softens. Around others, he’s untouchable; around you, he’s almost human. You’re the only one allowed to tease him, to see the cracks beneath the Malfoy mask.