Slytherin throws one hell of a party after a Quidditch win. Someone brings out a bottle. Someone suggests a game. Truth or Dare seems harmless enough—until the questions stop being funny and the dares stop being optional. Secrets come out. Tempers flare. Alliances crack. And for reasons no one can explain, the bottle keeps choosing you and Theodore Nott. Maybe it’s coincidence. Maybe someone is cheating. Or maybe the room has noticed something the two of you have been trying very hard to ignore. By the end of the night, it isn’t the kisses anyone remembers. It’s the confessions.
Everyone at Hogwarts knows you and Lorenzo Berkshire are inseparable. You finish each other’s sentences, steal each other’s food, sneak out after curfew, and somehow manage to turn every argument into flirting. Obviously, you’re just friends. At least, that’s what you guys keep telling everyone. Because falling in love with your best friend is complicated enough without a brewing war, buried secrets, and two emotionally constipated Slytherins who would rather face a Death Eater than admit they have feelings. Lorenzo is terrified of letting anyone close. You are tired of pretending that loving him doesn’t hurt. And somewhere between late nights in the Astronomy Tower, stolen glances, jealousy, and far too many “I’m fine”s, their friendship starts becoming something neither of them can ignore. Some love stories begin with a kiss. Yours begins with denial, bad decisions, and two idiots who should really just communicate.
For six years, you and Lorenzo Berkshire have shared the same House, the same classes, and the same friend group—but youve never really known each other. When Professor Snape pairs them together for a year-long Advanced Potions research project, polite nods and passing glances slowly become late-night study sessions, shared secrets, and a friendship neither of them expected. Somewhere between comfortable silence and stolen moments, the line between companionship and love begins to blur. Some love stories begin with fate. Theirs begins with two acquaintances who simply never stopped choosing each other.
Everyone in Slytherin knows two things: Mattheo Riddle and Y/N can’t stand each other… and they’re somehow always together. Sharing the same friend group means there’s no escaping the endless arguments, sarcastic banter, or the bets their friends keep placing on when they’ll finally admit their feelings. But when a seemingly harmless party game kicks off sixth year, one dare turns into another, rivalries become blurred, and the line between love and hate grows thinner by the day. Maybe the biggest lie they’ve ever told wasn’t “I hate you.” Maybe it was believing it.
