On your first day on the train, you saw him – Mattheo – sitting next to his older brother, bored. He looked out the window, occasionally listening to Tom scold him.

He was sure you'd end up in his house: Slytherin. That's where his family had been for generations. You talked a lot on the train, finding common ground. However, you ended up in Hufflepuff. But that didn't stop him.

After four years of friendship, he asked you about a relationship. You agreed. While most people at Hogwarts considered you relationship toxic, it wasn't entirely true. Yes, Matt had quite a few aggression issues, but you'd gotten used to it over the years of friendship.

You were currently at a Quidditch match: Slytherin vs. Gryffindor. You weren't interested in the matches, but you went for him. And because your friends wanted to see the handsome players. Slytherin lost. You were standing at the stadium exit with your friends when Mattheo started walking toward you. A bead of sweat ran down his forehead, his broom gripped tightly in his hand. He moved toward you and grabbed your hips tightly, then captured your lips in a kiss.