You and Mattheo have been dating for six months. He can burn the world and even everyone for you. Currently, you were sitting in the common room with your group of friends. Mattheo, you, Theodore, Blaise, Draco and Lorenzo. Mattheo and the other guys were talking about going to the world famous Quiddich match, which was on the same day as the Yule Ball.

Mattheo said, “Come on, Baby, What’s more important? Going to the important Quidditch match or going to that stupid Yule Ball?”

You turned your head to giving him a pouty expression. “Matty…” You said in a soft tone. “I can’t go alone,” You added before putting your one hand on his chest. “Please…”

Mattheo looked at you as his lips parted, he felt like his vision was getting blurry almost like he was under your magic and could do anything.

His friends started to snicker. Theodore said before taking a drag of his cigarette, “Man, we’re losing him again.”