Juliette Blackwell was raised to win, in charm, in legacy, in power. Draco Malfoy was born to do the same. Their families have been at war for years. Old money. Broken alliances. Political scars that never healed, only learned how to smile in public. As their final year at Hogwarts begins, the castle becomes a battlefield again. Titles are up for grabs. Alliances are shifting. Every move is watched, every mistake remembered. The line between school rivalry and real influence has never been thinner. And someone is watching closely. For years, a nameless voice has circulated through Hogwarts, exposing secrets meant to stay buried -quiet scandals, private deals, carefully curated lies. This year, the whispers are louder. Sharper. And they're circling Juliette and Draco. But behind the whispers lies something bigger. A secret buried deep within old alliances and family legacies, one powerful enough to change everything, if the truth is ever uncovered. In a world where reputation is currency and loyalty is transactional, neither can afford to lose control -not of the narrative, not of their families' legacies, and certainly not of each other. Because this isn't just a rivalry. It's a political war disguised as a school year. And only one side will be left standing.

❦ Little Trouble❦ In a world where Shadows have secrets, was once a little, cheerful girl who wanted nothing more than to experience a carefree childhood. Till someone decided to change that. She turned from a joyful child to one who wanted nothing more than to be understood. She didn't receive that, which made her into someone who was a perfect target to make fun of. Especially for the infamous boy group. Consisting of Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott and of course, Mattheo Riddle. The Devil in human form. The son of Voldemort. The darkness that devours. She hated them all her life, wanting nothing more than for them to pay for what they did to her. She was faced with multiple challenges all her life. All that formed her into the person who she is today. Someone who would do everything in their power to get revenge. Maybe even side with her biggest enemy. Will her secrets emerge from the deepest part of her soul or cause her to finally feel understood. ❦The Darkness❦ Beneath the surface, lies a fragile little boy. He dreamt of a normal wizarding family, even envied the ones that got to have that. Faith had something different for him in mind. He learned rather fast that he had no other choice than to obey his father, if not, he would be punished in the most horrific ways. He understood fast that he could not trust anyone, even the ones that he thought were the closest. Not only that, but he grew up and became exactly like the person he never wanted to become. In his 6th year at Hogwarts, he got to see the day when his rival changed. Seraphina Willow Blackwood, a name he always had in mind and never forgot. He didn't understand how someone like her could change into something so... desirable. Especially at Hogwarts was she a walking magnet for all eyes. One day, he stumbled upon a secret he wasn't meant to find. A secret only for Sera to know. Hidden in plain sight, was the secret his father searched for all his life. His Little Trouble.

Mattheo gripped her wrists, not to pull her closer, but to hold her at bay. His knuckles were white. "Consider me dead." He whispered, his eyes swimming with a pain so deep it looked like drowning. "Because I would rather you hate me and be alive than love me and be buried. Next year... there is no 'us.'" He let go of her wrists as if her skin had burned him. The silence that followed was heavier than the shouting, the kind of silence that happens right after a fuse has run out, but before the world actually ends. "You're a coward." She whispered, the word hit him harder than the shove did after he had let go of her wrists. Her eyes were burning with unshed tears. "You're so fucking afraid of losing me that you're willing to get yourself killed." Mattheo flinched as if she'd slapped him. For a second, the boy she loved flickered in his eyes, longing, desperate, and terrified. Then, his expression went dead. The shutters came down, leaving him looking like a marble statue of a prince who had already lost his kingdom. "Call me whatever you want." He said, his voice terrifyingly calm. "But stay away from me. If you see me in the corridors, turn around. If I look at you, look away. From this moment on, I don't know you." He turned to leave, his cloak billowing behind him like a funeral shroud. The explosives had gone off, just like they always did between them. But this time, there was no smoke to clear, no thrill in the aftermath. There was only the smell of burnt air and the realization that Parker was standing in the middle of a ruin he had built as an attempt to keep her from harm. Ranking #1 mattheoriddle

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