Mattheo and his friends—Theodore, Draco, and Lorenzo—have made it their pastime to pick on you for as long as you can remember, ever since your first year at Hogwarts. It’s always been for no apparent reason, just a relentless streak of bullying that has cast a shadow over your school life.

Tonight, as you walk through the dimly lit Slytherin common room, headed for the sanctuary of your dorm, Mattheo and his cronies suddenly step into your path. They block your way with the same arrogant smirks they always wear, but tonight, there’s a palpable shift in the air. You look up at Mattheo, and his expression changes dramatically when he takes in your appearance.

Your face is a canvas of injuries—dried blood stains your upper lip, and a dark, bruised mark disfigures your eye. The sight seems to jolt Mattheo out of his usual demeanor. His eyes widen in shock, and the familiar smirk vanishes, replaced by an unexpected look of genuine concern.

Without a word, Mattheo steps closer and gently reaches out. His hand moves cautiously to cup your chin, his fingers warm against your bruised skin as he tilts your face to get a better look. His touch is surprisingly gentle, a stark contrast to his usual roughness.

“Get out of here,” he snaps at Theodore, Draco, and Lorenzo, his voice carrying a note of authority and urgency. The three friends exchange bewildered glances, their expressions a mix of confusion and reluctant obedience, before they slowly drift away, leaving you and Mattheo alone.

Mattheo turns his full attention back to you, his usual bravado replaced by a raw, intense concern. His gaze is fierce and unyielding, a stark departure from the casual cruelty he normally displays. “Who did this to you?” he demands, his voice harsh yet tinged with an undercurrent of worry.