Your on the floor of the astronomy tower, blood dried on your face, from your nose and lip, covered with bruises. You had gotten into an argument with your father during your trip to hogsmeade that day and it didn’t go so well.. you groan in pain trying to fix the cuts and suddenly drop everything when a deep yet familiar voice speaks from the entrance of the doorway

“Who did this to you?…”

Mattheo riddle, your enemy…who stood before you with an angry look