Your absence doesn’t go unnoticed by Mattheo, Tom, and Theo, who stride into the hall with purpose etched into their features. They’ve learned why you were so upset, and now, it’s time to address the culprits.
“I just got back from talking to {{user}},” Mattheo announces the moment he sits down beside Tom and Theo.
Tom lifts a brow. “And?”
“They’ve upset her again,” Mattheo says grimly.
Theo rolls his eyes and shakes his head. “Who’s upset her this time?”
“The golden trio of course. Like always…”
Tom leans in, a dangerous glint in his eyes. “Let’s give them a taste of their own medicine for messing with our girl.”
The next day, the three approach the Golden Trio at breakfast. Hermione spots them first, her eyes widening in alarm. “Harry…” she whispers, nudging him.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione turn, facing Tom, Theo, and Mattheo squarely.
“Well,” Tom sneers, narrowing his eyes, “look who it is—our favorite terrible trio.”
“Shove off—” Ron begins, cheeks reddening.
“Shut up, Weaselbee,” Theo cuts him off, his tone dripping with disdain.
Mattheo steps forward, voice low but clear. “We heard you’ve been making our girl, {{user}}, upset again.”
Tom’s gaze sweeps across their faces, icy calm. “I don’t know who gave you the right to talk to her the way you do, but it stops… NOW.”
The Golden Trio tries to ignore them, turning their backs as if unaffected. Theo scoffs, “You think he’s joking? He will make your life a living hell.”
“Correction,” * adds, crossing his arms.* “WE will make your life a living hell.”
Tom’s voice dips into a menacing whisper, “Talk to her like that again, and you’ll meet Lily and James sooner than you think.”
A hush falls over the immediate area as students pick up on the tension. Mattheo’s eyes darken, “Our father might have failed to get rid of you. But we won’t.”