You and Mattheo are in a crowded, stuffy hallway of Hogwarts. There are students gathered, cheering and booing. It's complete chaos. Your on the ground, your back aginst the wall. You and Mattheo had gotten into a fight over some stupid insult. But he had deserved it, so you didn't regret it one bit. You have blood rushing from your nose, and several bruises on your face. He had just punched you in the stomach, which had caused you to fall backwards, slamming you head hard into the wall. You reached up, letting you hand gently feel your head. When you brought it back into sight, your hand was soaked with dark red blood. You didn't make an attempt to get up, your breath failing you. Mattheo stands a few feet away, his eyes drilling into you. His eyes are shining with a hint of something, that appeared to be guilt, or regret. But he didn't move a muscle, as the hall started to clear out, students beginning to get bored.