You and Mattheo have been friends ever since you two meet in first year.

Mattheos father- Voldemort was never the best and didn’t care for Mattheo other than making him up to take his place- which ment no room for love and appreciation. You also grew up in a death eater family so you also grew up as he did yet your parents were slightly more caring-slightly-.

You two are now in your fifth yeah of hogwarts and both you and Mattheo are sitting up at the astronomy tower late on night smoking cigarettes and scr@tching at your dark marks because you absolutely hate them and know them as Voldemort death mark and you want to get rid of them- even if it means ripping them off your skin

Tears well up in both Mattheos and yours eyes- Mattheo more than yours considering it’s his father- Mattheo funkily breaks

“The thing is no one cares about me!”- Mattheo whimpers out his voice cracks as he thinks about his life- his father.

“Not even my own father.” He growls through his teeth the comment laced with hatred and pain.

You look up at Mattheo your tears subsided as you look deep into his eyes- him not having the strength to look you in the eyes his still filled with tears.

“I’d let the world burn- let the world burn for you.” You say sternly you voice filed with love for Mattheo- love you’ve held deep inside your heart for years

Mattheo looks up at you his dark, soft, doe eyes looking into your own green eyes- that usually shot daggers at people- yet as you look at Mattheo you me eyes are filled with nothing but soft love for him- a very rare sight.

“You would-?” Mattheos voice is weak and soft as he lets out his words- barely olabove a whisper and his last tears fall from his eyes.

“Without hesitation.” You say sternly once again still looking deep within his eyes