There had been a big party in the Slytherin house, with way too much alcohol. Many of the guys got completely wasted, but especially two... The next morning. You started to wake up, stretched a bit, but when they opened their eyes and looked around, they realized this wasn’t their room. There were Quidditch items everywhere, so it must belong to someone on the team. When they turned to the left, they saw none other than Lorenzo Berkshire, their enemy, sleeping right beside them. You couldn’t stop staring, unable to believe they were naked in Berkshire’s bed. Did we do something last night? That question echoed in You’s mind as they watched him. Honestly, it didn’t bother them much since they had liked him for a while, but because they didn’t get along, they never said anything. When they snuggled back up to him, they felt a hand gently stroke their thigh and waist.