Mattheo strolls in, a busted lip and some form of a bruise beginning to form on his forehead. Jesus what’d he get into now.

His brother, Tom riddle looks up from his desk, staring at his brother as he stoically asks what the hell happened.

Mattheo grins to himself, wiping the blood off his lip, pulling off his blazer. Explaining how he got into an altercation with a certain Hufflepuff who thought he could measure up to him.

Tom gives a tiny laugh, proof this humoured him. “You did him bad huh.” A moment. “I don’t want to hear you got in trouble, because of that girl. You’re close to expulsion.”

While checking out the bruise in the mirror, Mattheo chuckles, making his way to Tom’s desk, leaning against his with a cross of his arms. “The guy was hitting on her. Wouldn’t leave her alone” Tom raises his eyebrow. “So?”

Mattheo adds on with a chuckle. “So I stepped in.”

The brothers just stared at eachother for a moment, before a knock on the door is heard, and Mattheo opens the door to see.. you. The girl he fought over, correction.

The girl he fought for.