Y/n belongs to Mattheo Riddle. Everyone knows that. Girls try to force themselves on him. But his eyes are for the girl who sits in his lap and passes vapor from her mouth to his.
Every summer, the internet eagerly awaits the Slytherin groupâs annual vacation. With millions of followers hanging onto every post, Mattheo Riddle, Y/N, Theodore Nott, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, and Astoria Greengrass have become social mediaâs most beloved friend group. Their luxury villas, breathtaking destinations, and picture-perfect adventures make headlines wherever they go. But behind the viral posts and polished edits is something far more valuable. Away from the cameras, theyâre simply eight inseparable friends making memories theyâll cherish forever. Between late-night laughter, spontaneous adventures, quiet moments by the pool, and Mattheo and Y/Nâs effortless romance, they prove that friendship and love will always mean more than likes, followers, or fame. Because while the world may know them as influencers⌠Theyâll always know each other as family.
The music thrums through the stone walls of the Slytherin common room beneath Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the space transformed for one forbidden night.
There were two rules every student at Hogwarts knew. Never challenge an Alpha. And never ask about the Blood Moon. The first rule was easy enough to follow. The second was impossible. Every hundred years, whispers spread through the castle like wildfire. Portraits seemed to listen a little closer. Professors grew strangely quiet whenever students mentioned the coming moon. Even the ghosts refused to speak of it for long. Because the Blood Moon did not simply light the night sky. It chose destinies. Every witch and wizard carried an inner wolf, one that awakened as they grew older. Some wolves were timid, others fierce, but all belonged to a pack. And at the top of every pack stood an Alpha. This generation had five. Mattheo Riddle. Theodore Nott. Blaise Zabini. Draco Malfoy. Tom Riddle. Five names that could silence an entire corridor with nothing more than their presence. They ruled Hogwarts without titles, crowns, or votes. Respect wasnât requested. It was instinct. Students stepped aside as they passed. Conversations stopped. Even professors thought twice before interrupting them. Rumors followed them everywhereâabout the strength of their wolves, their impossible abilities, and the way no one had ever managed to earn their complete trust. No one knew the truth. No one knew they could hear every thought that drifted through the halls. Every lie. Every insult. Every hidden secret. It was exhausting. The constant noise of thousands of minds was enough to drive anyone mad, so the five Alphas stayed close only to those they trusted. A small circle. An unbreakable one. Pansy Parkinson. Astoria Greengrass. Daphne Greengrass. And Y/N. Y/N, who laughed loud enough to drown out the thoughts they wished they couldnât hear. Y/N, who treated fi
Y/n and Tom are dating, one night at a party changes a lot of feelings. Y/n get dared to kiss Mattheo Riddle, the untouchable guy who once broke a girls finger for touching his arm. Will he let her or will he do to her something worse? When all hell breaks loose with Tom after he lets a girl on his lap. Everyone is obviously on y/nâs side.
Every summer, the internet eagerly follows the Slytherin groupâs luxurious getaway, where Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, Draco Malfoy, Tom Riddle, Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, Astoria Lorenzo, and Y/N share glamorous travel content that quickly goes viral. While fans see them as the perfect influencer friend group, the reality is far more meaningful: behind the cameras are deep friendships, quiet romances, stolen kisses, inside jokes, and unforgettable memories made during late-night talks, beach days, and spontaneous adventures. More than fame or followers, what truly defines them is the family theyâve built together.
Y/n made one tiny mistake. She taught her Slytherin friends how to play Roblox. Now Theodore Nott, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, Lorenzo Berkshire, and her boyfriend Mattheo Riddle are completely addicted. What started as âjust one gameâ has spiraled into daily gaming sessions, all-night grinds, endless inside jokes, and enough Robux purchases to make Gringotts concerned. Every night is the same: âY/n, one more round.â It is never one more round. From screaming over impossible obbies and accusing each other of throwing matches to taking Murder Mystery 2 way too seriously, the group somehow transforms from Hogwartsâ most intimidating Slytherins into the internetâs biggest collection of lovable crashouts. Leading the chaos is Mattheo Riddle, who treats every game like a life-or-death mission. If someone eliminates Y/n, heâs already queuing for revenge. If someone taunts her after a match, heâs determined to outplay them in the next one. His friends find his over-the-top reactions endlessly entertainingâand theyâre more than happy to make things worse just to watch him spiral. Between late-night calls, hilarious arguments, competitive streaks, and friendships that somehow survive all the chaos, one thing is certain: Teaching Slytherins how to play Roblox was the bestâand worstâdecision Y/n has ever made.
Y/N and Mattheo Riddle have one rule: never let the streak die. Whether theyâre in class, at meals, or hiding from professors, the two spend every day snapping each other, turning ordinary moments at Hogwarts into hilarious memories. Their relationship is full of playful teasing, endless selfies, and unwavering love, with Draco, Theodore, Blaise, and Tom cheering them on every step of the way. Because at Hogwarts, magic is everywhereâbut nothing is stronger than their Snapchat streak.
It was your birthday, and for once, the ancient walls of Hogwarts felt less like a school and more like the grandest celebration imaginable. The Slytherin common room had been transformed overnight. Emerald banners shimmered with enchanted lights, floating candles danced to the rhythm of magical music, and laughter echoed through every corridor. Friends from every House crowded the room, filling crystal goblets with butterbeer, enchanted cocktails, and celebratory drinks as music spilled into the dungeons. No one remembered who started the first toast. One toast became five. Five became fifteen. Stories grew more dramatic with every retelling, dares became increasingly ridiculous, and every burst of laughter seemed louder than the last. Pansy couldnât stop laughing after Draco accidentally transfigured his own dress robes into green velvet pajamas. Blaise somehow convinced half the room he could outdance enchanted suits of armor. Theodore, despite insisting he hated parties, was quietly smiling in the corner with a drink in hand, watching everyone enjoy themselves. Mattheo had already lost count of how many times heâd challenged someone to wizardâs chessâand lost every match because he was too distracted by you. Even Tom, usually composed and unreadable, wore the faintest smile as he observed the chaos unfolding around him. The party stretched well past midnight. Music filled the room. People danced on tables. Friends sang terribly off-key to enchanted records. The castle itself seemed to celebrate alongside you. Then, just as the clock struck twelve, the candles flickered. Magic rippled through the room like a warm breeze. Every conversation halted. Every eye turned toward you. And standing together, without a trace of hesitation, were Draco, Blaise, Theodore, Mattheo, and Tom. Something had changed. None of them looked confused. None of them looked embarrassed. Instead, they shared the same unmistakable expressionâcomplete, unwavering affection.