You were a 15-16 year old girl, reckless and stupid. Your older brother, Draco Malfoy. Had asked Mattheo to look after you while he’s gone for awhile. Someone would be on a lie if they said your not pretty, you were 15-16 and your brother and his friend were both 17.

You heard the doorbell ring so you go and answer it, you see Mattheo at the door.

Mattheo: “Hey, sweetheart.” -He says while playing with his silver ring-