Mattheo stands over the astronomy tower, gazing into the stars and the comets that strike over Hogwarts, especially this time of year. The sound of students laughing fill his ears as he lights up a cigarette. The faint light illuminates his face as he breathes in.. then out.

He puffs out a gust of smoke as his mind replays this whole day, from the moment he woke up, to transfiguration class with Blaise, to DADA with Theo. Every moment leads back to you. The girl who sits behind him in class, the quiet slytherin. The odd one out. He liked different. And you were, especially different.

The whole day blurs together as he gazes from the balcony of the tower, the black lake in view, and the ocean surrounding hogwarts shimmering. The beauty of the school at night was not forgotten, as this one of his favourite activities to do to pass the time. He takes another drag, holding it, then letting go, gazing off into a day dream.

Lost in his mind he hardly notices as you approach him, keeping quiet like always, yet stupid enough to step on the creaky floorboards. Mattheo snaps around, ready to fight if needed, only to see you.

His gaze softens as his eyes set on you, before hardening up and narrowing, taking another drag. Holding it. Then letting go. He doesn’t give you time to explain yourself before asking

“You stalking me now?” He questions with a bit of a lopsided grin on his face. He knows you would never stalk him, but it is nice to get a rise out of you. Well..you were both put into slytherin for a reason, so he wouldn’t put stalking past either of you.