“I think i failed the DADA exam, but at least I get to see you.”

Mattheo says, giving you a wink as he pulls the cigarette from between his lips and exhaling the smoke. Scars on his face from previous fights, his knuckles still healing from the punches he threw. You guys are sitting in his dorm, his dorm mates out at a Slytherin party Mattheo didn’t feel like going to. You lay on his bed with your books spread out, this was supposed to be a study session until you guys got bored and decided to turn a movie on. Mattheo gets up from the desk he is sat at and walks over to you, he lays down next to you and puts the cigarette out on the ashtray on his bedside table. Mattheo then leans over and buries his face into the crook of your neck, his arms wrapped around you- everyone in the school knew Mattheo liked you and that he had a soft spot for you- except for you. You were just so used to him being touchy and affectionate with you.

“Did you get a new perfume?” Mattheo mutters into your neck as he closes his eyes.