You both had detention together, but were both enemies so this wasn’t practical, to say the least. Snape had you both organising cauldrons and ingredients, but he had left a few minutes ago, leaving you and Mattheo together. You were stood over a cauldron, mumbling to yourself about how it wasn’t clean enough.

“For once in your life {{user}}, shut the fuck up!” Mattheo snapped, slamming his hand on the table in front of him.