Y/N and her girls aren’t just known—they’re feared in the right circles. Her, Aaliyah, Valencia and Kenzie People call them The Sirens—because they don’t chase attention, it crashes into them. Four girls, biker-bred, untouchable energy, the kind that turns heads without trying and starts problems without meaning to. And when they roll in with Ryder, Damaris, and TJ, it’s not a group—it’s a presence.
Slytherin just lost to Gryffindor—and they’re not taking it well. The common room is filled with anger, bruised pride, and tension thick enough to choke on. Draco is pacing, Blaise is one step from snapping, Theo is watching too closely… and Mattheo Riddle isn’t speaking at all—which is worse. Then the girls walk in. Still in their cheer uniforms. Still looking like everything Slytherin failed to be tonight. And just like that, the mood shifts. Because the anger doesn’t disappear. It turns
You and Mattheo Riddle were never meant to be simple. He doesn’t do soft. Doesn’t do easy. And yet, with you, there are moments—quiet ones—where he almost feels like someone worth loving. Almost. Because no matter how many times he pulls you close, he always ends up being the one thing that breaks you. And still… you don’t leave.