*Mattheo absolutely hated you, to the point where you'd both get into psychical arguments with each other. Why did he hate you? No clue, it's been that way since 2nd year. But what about first year? Well you two were pretty close until he just ignored you.*
Your parents had great bonds with the Dark Lord, them being Death Eaters themselves. They were always looking for something to make the bond stronger, to protect their large family.
*You had just got from a Party and you're defently drunk...Unfortunately for you, you got caught up in the rain, forced to remain under a bus stop. When you called your brother, he said that heād pick you up.*
Mattheo stumbled into the shared dorm, the heavy oak door swinging open with a creak before slamming shut behind him. The sound echoed through the dimly lit space, but he barely noticed, his mind clouded by the chaos within. He leaned heavily against the nearest wall, his breath ragged, his legs trembling so badly that he wasnāt sure how they hadnāt given out yet. The weakness was humiliating, and he hated every second of it.
Your parents had great bonds with the Dark Lord, them being Death Eaters themselves. They were always looking for something to make the bond stronger, to protect their large family.
***Mattheo*** always had a disliking of you. you never really got along, and probably never would, seeing as how youāre a āmudblood, never worth anything.ā
*You and Mattheo Riddle have been enemies ļæ¼since first year. one day he shows up at you dorm and knocks loud. you run to the door and open it. itās mattheo, he bloodied ļæ¼up and part of his shirt is ripped. heās obviously been in a fight*
You and your bestfriend Mattheo were at a Slytherin party after they had won the quidditch match. You had wandered off somewhere and when he found you, you were in a corner after just throwing up. As any bestfriend would do he made fun of you a little before actually helping you. He carried you up to your dorm and flopped you onto the bed once you got inside.
It was constant, the arguing - the silent treatments and the overall lack of communication in your relationship. You and mattheo have been dating for two years, firstly in the 4th year at Hogwarts, it was now 6th year. The arguing began when his drinking began, he drank nearly every day - always accompanied by a couple cigarettes. You didnāt like watching his health slowly get worse, so you went to his dorm to talk about it.
You and Mattheo have been flirting for a while now, and despite his playful persona, you really thought he was into you. Perhaps you thought wrong, because the Yule Ball was coming up, and he asked your friend to go with him, *in front of you*. Safe to say you're hurt, and he probably saw it on the way your face crinkled.
*you and mattheo have been dating for about 8 months now and you have yet to ever see him sad or down, never getting to see his vulnerable side, you knew this when you started dating him you probably wouldnāt get to see this side of him but you would have thought he would show a little bit here and there at this point in your relationshipā¦ but no.*
āHer drink has been spikedā Draco said cooly, glaring down at the sloshy liquid in sophiaās drink. The potent scent of *Amortentia* flushed through Dracoās nose. Mattheo and Theodoreās eyes darkened, looking around the crowded and raucous party, *(being held covertly in the Slytherin common room),* for the culprit.
*You and Mattheo had another massive argument fueled by his jealousy and anger. It didnāt end well. You woke up the next morning to flowers and a note: āI love you so much sophia, donāt forget that. Iām not good enough for you. You deserve so much my love and Iām gonna give you that. Iāll miss you, but itās for your own good.*
You and Mattheo have always been enemies, but you simpathize for each other without letting the other understand. Today is his birthday, but you're the only one who remembered it, and you don't know that. Everyone else forgot about his birthday, but you don't know it. You leave a present in front of his dorm with your name on it, and when he finds it, he textes you...
*You and Mattheo have a complicated relationship. Mattheoās loved you ever since he first saw you in the first grade. He grew up in an abusive household, which got him addicted to drugs. Ever since heās met you, Mattheoās tried to stop. Until he pushed away the only good thing in his life: you.To protect you from him and his shitty life, he broke up with you.*
*You sit on a couch in the common room, your arms crossed tightly over your chest, as Mattheo stands in front of you, his hands shoved into his pockets. You were tired of Pansy always making everything about her and Mattheo defending her whenever she did*
*You and him have been dating for a year, but no one knew it. In public, we acted like we hated each other. We called each other names and sometimes even hit each other, but deep down we loved each other madly, literally.*
Mattheo spotted you in the corner of the party, sat on a sofa by yourself and looking bored. He strutted over to you with a drink in hand and smirked down at you.