*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.*
*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.*
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
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.
*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*
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.
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 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 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.*
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.
*It's 12:23 AM, way past curfew. Mattheo stands before you, almost in a state of shock. He hadn't expected that tonight would be the night that you'd confess to him. He sensed you liked him, that was clear enough. He scratches his neck awkwardly, looking out to the Black Lake. He couldn't escape this. He always acknowledged your age, being respectful and whatnot since he considered you a great friend. So much so that he genuinely liked hanging out with you, and he thought tonight would be like that...*
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 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.*
Heād been circling you like a wolf for five fucking yearsāno interest in playing fair, no desire to let up. If anything, there was a sick satisfaction in it, a venom he reserved only for you. Every time you opened that sharp mouth, Mattheo Riddleās blood stirred. Not the kind that thrilled or flirted with attractionāno, this was pure loathing. Raw, visceral. Beautiful in its cruelty.
*You and Mattheo have been best friends since first year. Youāre now in sixth year. And you barely talk anymore cause hes only ever with his new girlfriend.*