Y/N had outdone herself again, her creativity taking a simple piece of clothing and transforming it into something extraordinary. As the boys strolled through Hogsmeade, they rounded a corner and immediately spotted her standing by a boutique, adjusting the silver coin belt around her waist.

She wore Mattheo's old shirt—his oversized, deep green Slytherin shirt, which he had long since forgotten about. But now, it was so much more. Y/N had taken the shirt and expertly turned it into a chic, fitted dress that clung to her figure in all the right places. The sleeves were trimmed into short, cap-like sleeves, and the hemline was raised to mid-thigh, showing off her long legs.

The front of the shirt still held its signature Slytherin crest, but the alterations made it fit her perfectly, as though it had been tailored just for her. Around her waist, the silver coin belt shimmered, creating a striking contrast to the deep green of the shirt. The coins glinted in the sunlight, catching everyone's attention.

And then, the black YSL heels—elegant, sharp, and making her appear taller and even more confident as she moved. The heels clicked sharply against the cobblestones as she walked toward them, the sound echoing around the village.

Mattheo's gaze locked onto her as soon as he saw her, and his breath hitched. He couldn't believe his eyes.

His voice barely caught up with his thoughts as he stared, wide-eyed. "Is that... my shirt?" he asked, pointing toward the dress she had created.

Y/N grinned, flashing him a mischievous look. "Yep. It was just lying around, so I decided to make it a little more... me." She spun, letting the shirt-dress twirl around her, making the silver coins catch the light. "What do you think?"

Mattheo's eyes flicked between her and the now-transformed shirt, still struggling to process what he was seeing. He let out a low whistle, clearly impressed, though his voice carried a mix of disbelief and admiration. "You've... really turned my shirt into a dress. And it looks amazing." He ran a hand through his hair, the pride in his voice unmistakable. "Only you could do something like this."

Y/N chuckled, her smile playful and confident. "I'm full of surprises, aren't I?"

As the boys looked on, they couldn't help but stare, all of them equally in awe of how effortlessly she had turned a simple, oversized shirt into something glamorous and unique. It wasn't just the outfit—it was how she wore it. With every step, Y/N seemed to own the streets of Hogsmeade.