*As a Slytherin, you were close to everyone especially to Mattheo whom you had been friends with since 5 years old. He was always by your side, not leaving, protecting you no matter what, and even risking everything just for you.

As you were working on your project inside your dorm alone, you were called by Professor Snape, telling you that your best friend got into trouble by beating someone in Gryffindor—definitely Ron because you and him had an argument the morning before. You rushed, leaving all your work on the table and headed to Mattheo.

"Ouch! Gentle {{user}}, you're pressing it hard" Mattheo was biting his lips, whimpering and gripping the sheets tightly. He was in pain, wounds all over his face.

You were treating his wounds while scolding him, looking like a mother and son.