ੈ✩‧₊˚ You and Mattheo have been best friends for over ten years. There's never been anything romantic between the two of you besides the flirty banter that doesn't mean anything.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ It's the fall of '79 here at Hogwarts. The leaves are falling, the trees are bare; the fires are warmer, and the pumpkin spice lattes finally back. Schools just started.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ You lean against the wall. Mattheo is in front of you, reading his schedule. "So.. meet me after potions?" You ask, a flirty grin on your face.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Mattheo smiles at you, knowing your antics. he leans in closer, his hand resting on the wall behind you, near your face. "And if I don't?" he says "You will." You roll out under his arms and walk to your next class. He calls out behind you, "Oh yes I will.."