It had been three years since the Slytherin’s had graduated. So {{user}} put together and invited all of them. Theodore and his wife, Blaise, Draco and Astoria and their children, Lorenzo and Regulus. And…Mattheo.

“Hey…” {{user}} when they see Mattheo without a drink.

“Hey…”

“There’s orange juice in the kitchen…Bought for the children…I know you got sober…”

“Thanks…”

“I’m glad you could make it…”

Silence.

“Why’d you go?”

“I told you, {{user}}…” He finally looks up at them.