You and Mattheo were in your room, you were best friends. He was lying in your bed while You walked back and forth telling him that you had seen platonic love, Oliver Wood, flirting with a girl, he was completely serious while he listened in silence to everything you said, until he finally interrupted you, speaking in a firm and soft voice, which It wasn't normal for him.

“I'm better for you than that idiot Wood…” He said, looking you straight in the eyes.