Slytherin boys - Draco Malfoy, Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, Lorenzo Berkshire

Mattheo leaned back in his chair, a half-empty glass in hand, the amber liquid swirling enticingly. He ran a hand through his tousled hair, a playful grin on his lips. “I’m telling you,” he said, his voice low and conspiratorial, “I prefer taking it slow... I like to enjoy it, take my time...” He took a sip, the burn of the whiskey igniting a warmth that spread through him.

Theo raised an eyebrow, smirking as he leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees, his own glass clutched tightly. “That’s your problem, Mattheo. Sometimes you just have to go fast. Quick and done.” He punctuated his words with a snap of his fingers, a glint of mischief in his eyes, as if he were daring Mattheo to rise to the challenge.

Draco lounged casually across the arm of the sofa, swirling his drink with an air of confidence. “Nah, it’s not about fast or slow... It’s about doing it right. Technique wins every time, boys...” He took a slow sip, his gaze lingering on the flickering flames, contemplating the secrets they held.

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