It was past your curfew, and Filch had caught you, you were running down the hall and when you turned a corner you felt a cold hand pull you into a broom closet and the door shut. You could see the light of Filch’s lantern pass the closet through the blurry thick window of the door. You look back at the person who saved you, it was Matheo Riddle.

“Lumos.” Matheo said as the tip of his wand lit up, the light illuminating the small broom closet.

“Why you up late love? Almost got caught I see.”