PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT

Y/N smirked at herself in the mirror as she popped in the colored contacts—one icy blue, the other a bright emerald green. Her usual deep hazel eyes were unique enough, but she wanted to see how the guys would react to something completely different.

She admired her reflection, tilting her head slightly. The unnatural mix of colors made her look eerie, almost otherworldly.

Perfect.

Grinning, she strolled out of her dorm and into the Slytherin common room, where Mattheo, Theo, Draco, Blaise, and Enzo were gathered.

Mattheo was lounging on the couch, absentmindedly flipping his dagger between his fingers. Theo and Draco were arguing about Quidditch as usual, while Blaise was leaned back in his seat, lazily observing the room. Enzo, as always, was absentmindedly sketching a creature of some kind in his notebook.

Y/N strutted in like nothing was different. She could feel the exact moment they noticed.

Blaise was the first to react. His eyes widened, and he let out a low whistle. "Bloody hell, Kane. What happened to your eyes?"

Draco looked up and immediately scowled. "What in Merlin's name—"

Theo visibly recoiled. "What the fuck is going on with your face?"

Enzo, blinking in confusion, tilted his head. "Wait, weren't they... hazel?"

Mattheo had yet to speak. He was still flipping his dagger, his eyes locked on hers in an unreadable expression.

Y/N smirked. "Like the new look?"

Blaise chuckled. "You look like a damn villain. It's kinda hot."

Draco made a disgusted noise. "You look possessed."

Theo shook his head. "Take them out. Now."

Enzo tapped his chin thoughtfully. "It's kinda cool, but it's... unsettling."

Mattheo still hadn't spoken. He was staring at her, his usual cocky smirk nowhere to be found. His jaw was clenched, his grip on his dagger tightening.

Y/N arched a brow. "Matty? Cat got your tongue?"

Without a word, he stood up. His movements were slow, deliberate.

Then, suddenly—he was storming toward her.

Y/N's eyes widened as she took a step back, but he was faster. His hand shot out, gripping her chin firmly. He tilted her face up, inspecting her eyes closely. His jaw twitched.

"The fuck is this?" His voice was low, rough.

Y/N just smirked. "Contacts."

"Take them out."

She chuckled. "Why? Don't like them?"

Mattheo's eyes darkened. "I don't like that they make you look like someone else."

Blaise snickered. "Damn, Mattheo's really attached to her eyes."

Theo crossed his arms. "We all are. Take them out, Y/N."

Y/N, being the little menace she was, just grinned. "Nah, I think I'll leave them in for a bit."

She turned on her heel and walked toward the bathroom, knowing full well she had just declared war.

As soon as she stepped inside, she heard them behind her.

She had barely locked the door when there was a loud bang—followed by another.

"Y/N."

Mattheo's voice was sharp, commanding.

She snorted. "Are you seriously trying to break down the door?"

Theo scoffed. "If you don't open this door in the next ten seconds, we will."

Blaise laughed. "This is so dramatic."

Draco groaned. "This is unnecessary. Just take them out, Kane."

Y/N rolled her eyes, but she wasn't going to deny she was loving this.

She took her sweet time removing the contacts, staring at herself in the mirror as her natural deep hazel eyes reappeared. Then, satisfied, she finally opened the door.

The boys nearly fell in.

Mattheo was the first to react. His sharp eyes immediately searched hers, and the second he saw they were back to normal, he relaxed.

He grabbed her face with both hands, his forehead pressing against hers. "Don't ever do that again," he muttered, his voice rough but gentle. "Your eyes are already fucking perfect."

Theo sighed in relief. "Thank Salazar."

Blaise smirked. "Well, that was an adventure."

Draco crossed his arms. "Do something like that again, and we're hexing you."

Enzo just grinned. "You looked cool, but yeah, never again."

Y/N laughed, wrapping her arms around Mattheo's neck. "Alright, alright. I get it."

Mattheo just huffed, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Good."

Blaise grinned. "So, what's next, Kane? Fangs? Purple hair?"

Y/N smirked. "You'll just have to wait and see."

Theo groaned. "Salazar help us all."