Different
We got our luggage in our designated rooms and settled down. I glanced over the room. Everything is in place. Everything was how it used to be. I like it that way. Although I can't help but remember the love and romance from last summer. We were all too young and had so much fun. I'm having huge deja vu. I can't help it.
I can see the moment when I first got the feelings for Matteo. They're fresh on my mind, like it happened yesterday.
We got out of the pool and he needed a towel so I offered one of mine. We fidgeted to my room and he grasped my chin. That's when I first felt it. It stays with me to this day. I've changed so much from that moment. Matt and I are just casually friends right now and we just play around. Nothing special. I just can't get rid of the feeling of his touch. Electricity runs through my whole body anytime he touches me.
The worst part about it: He knows it. He knows I love him. He just won't let go. He won't give in to my pleasure. It only happened at parties and that's it, but I want more. I hate him for that.
It was noon and time for lunch. We came to the room and filled it to the brim. I was happy I am finally here again.
"Hello everyone. Hope you had a good journey. This year is not really how it always was though. We have lots of work." I could see the wear in his eyes. "That means: Everyone needs to be in their room at all times. It's for our own safety. Another problem is: We have to take away some of your rooms. You'll all have 2 rooms. Just come in any of them. I hope that won't be a problem." His eyes were glissening. The green light corresing his skin.
I could feel the darkness and the fear in the air. What is happening? What did I miss? Then it hit me.
The Dark Lord is rising. Everything we talked about in school was about him. The last few weeks were just so cold. Ever since Diggory died, it came as a cold winter wind.
I thought about Mattheo, how he's feeling. I hope he's OK. Things at his home are probably not so good. Well that's how it has to be. He's a Riddle. He's destined to be in the middle of the fire. I could see his cold, dark look on from his eyes.
I remembered how it was for me. My father is a Death eater. I come from a pureblood family. Every day he would come home from his tasks with blood all over him. Now that I look at it from affar, I don't think that was his blood.
I thought about all the things that are probably happening in his Mannor. I never was there. Acually, there was that one time when I came to a Gala of his family, that being his father and him, and it was a harsh grim place. Lots of darkness and lonelyness. I couldn't belive my eyes in what conditions he lives but now I understand it. We're just pawns in their game. We never chose to play but we're the wooden pieces needed for it.
I wanted to hug him right then and there but too many people are watching us, so I stood my place. Mr. Nott gave us permition to start eating. I saw him there, picking his food, deep in his thoughts. I just couldn't look at him like this. It was torture.
After the lunch was over I went to my room. Thank goodness, my room was one of the rooms we could use. Pancy and Mattheo are preparing to move their luggage here. I wanted my 2 bestest of friends to be with me at this time. After everything Mr. Nott said, I just didn't want to let them go. Anywhere. We stayed in my room day and night, talking. Trying to have fun. And, most of all, knowing that the next school year won't be the same.
"Hey Matt, wanna play a game?" asked Pancy with a dirty smile. I couldn't stop laughing.
She doesn't know I like him. Only he knows. But I know she also likes him so I just let it be.
"No, not feeling it." coughed Matt, cold. "Would you just sit down for one second on that chair and not talk or do anything. You're making it hard for me to think. And now it the perfect time to think."
I could feel hi anoyanse. If I were in his shoes I would be too. But, still, Pansy is my friend and I need to take her side.
"Oh Matt! Don't be so harsh on her. She's trying to get the situation under control. Be happy that there is anyone right now thinking about fun things." I looked him in the eyes.
"And plu, we are just children, still. Children." Tears starting to file down as I thought of my words. I could never take it how our own parents could take such an inportant part of our life.
Childhood.
That word made me shiver. It shouldn't have.
I walked over to Mattheo's bed and gestured to Pansy to do the same. We just laid there in our silence and took in everything. I hugged Mattheo while Pansy did the sam. I kissed him on the cheek, secretly, so Pansy wouldn't see. He gave one back.
A/N: Another 1000 or so words. Feel free to tell me what you want to see in the upcoming chapters. If you have any ideas. I can't wait for the story to progress and move. I like it. Btw. I just learned that Mattheo's name is spelled with an 'h' so that's why I now started to write it like that. Xoxo, Jelkyy.