Mattheo sat down on one of the leather sofas in the slytherin common room. He laid back, pushing his hips up and making himself comfortable. It was about 2am, but he just couldn’t fall asleep.

He stared into the fireplace, the only sounds filling the room was the cracking of the wood in the fire. He was lost in his own thoughts, until he heard steps behind him. He turned around, squinting his eyes at the Person behind him.

"You’re not spying on me, are you?"