ten galleons. one stupid bet. one name lorenzo berkshire is sure he can add to his infamous black book. it should be easy. until the game stops feeling like one—and the price of winning becomes a lot higher than he expected.
you thought everybody loved you. then theo used your deepest insecurity against you. everyone said he crossed a line. nobody stopped inviting him anyway.
in a moment of questionable post-hogwarts judgment, theo bought what he thought were two male bengal kittens. he named them cain and abel. they’re both girls. he sticks to the names, deeming them ‘fitting for the little demons’. cain is a calculated little thief. abel is a reckless disaster with absolutely no survival instinct. together, they have made it their life’s mission to destroy theo’s townhouse, his sleep schedule, and what little patience he had left. but the absolute worst part? whenever either of them gets caught committing a crime, they immediately run to you for protection. now theo is constantly invading your personal space to pry one of his “vile little beasts” out of your arms while insisting he absolutely does not spoil them. he is sleep-deprived, covered in cat hair, slowly losing a war against two tiny spotted girls— and, unfortunately, falling in love with you somewhere in the middle of it. thoughts and prayers for poor theo. collab with my wife @darkmark
you didn’t know magic was real until mattheo riddle cast a soulmate spell for daphne—and summoned you out of the muggle world instead. now you’re trapped at hogwarts, pretending to be an exchange student while mattheo tries to prove magic got it wrong.
you and lorenzo berkshire agreed on one thing: keep it casual. unfortunately, he’s starting to care who you sit with, where you go, and why the hell you didn’t tell him you were leaving. don’t make it weird.