School
Y/n's pov:
I woke up to the sun on my face. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Stretching, I stood up and made my way to the bathroom. Mattheo was still asleep.
I had washed my face and did my skincare. Once I had gotten dressed, I did my hair and put some makeup on.
"Mattheo, wake up, we're going to be late for class." I said. I was digging around in my pockets for my vape when Mattheo sat up.
"What time is it?" He rasped.
"It is 7:45, class starts in 15 minutes," I said, taking a puff. The blue light at the bottom started flashing. "For god sake, not now."
"What happened?" Mattheo asked, walking towards the bathroom.
"My vape ran out. And it's a disposable so I can't like charge it." I said with a groan.
"That's so sad." Mattheo said sarcastically.
"Do you know where I can get another one. Is there a vape shop in Hogsmeade?" I questioned.
"Yeah, there is actually. Some of the other students run it. It's disguised as a sweet shop, I think." Mattheo said, walking out of the bathroom.
"Great, well , I really need another," I said. "Also, if you want breakfast, we need to go now."
"You're getting breakfast, too." Mattheo said, his smile dropping.
"I'm not hungry." I stated.
"I know you're not, so I'm going to wrap some toast in a napkin if you get hungry later." He said.
"Thank you." I said, walking towards the door. Mattheo and I talked about our childhood as we walked to the main hall.
"We have potions with Snape first, and then we get a free period. After that, it's lunch and then DADA and care of magical creatures." Draco said as we sat down.
"Can we go to hogsmeade during our free period?" I asked.
"No, we can only go on weekends." Blaise said.
"Shit, I'm not going to survive that long." I said with a frown.
"You can have some of my cigarettes." Mattheo offered.
"Cheers." I said, with a smile.
"We have to go, we'll be late if not." Pansy said. Everyone got up and started to walk towards the doors. Mattheo grabbed a few slices of toast and wrapped them in a napkin.
We walked into potions and were told to choose seats. I sat next to Mattheo and Pansy. Snape started talking about different potions. I zoned out for the rest of the lesson. The bell rang, and everyone started packing away.
We all left the dungeons and headed back to the common room. After putting out bags down, we all sat on the sofas around the fire. Mattheo and Theadore both pulled out cigarettes.
"Mattheo, can I have one, please?" I asked. Mattheo gave me a cigarette and gave me the lighter. I inhaled the smoke and blew out a ring.
"That's impressive." Pansy said.
"Thanks." I replied.
"Y/n, I've never seen you smoke, so where did you learn to do that?" Draco asked, leaning forward.
"I don't know. I can just do it." I said, shrugging.
"Piss off Draco." Said Mattheo. Pansy looked between Mattheo and me as if she was trying to work out if there was something going on with us.
"Pansy, before you ask, there is nothing going on between us." I said.
"I wasn't going to ask. But I doubt that there isn't something going on." She said, resting her chin on her hand. I just rolled my eyes. And continued smoking.
"Y/n, do you want some toast? I still have it," Mattheo whispered in my ear. I shook my head. "I won't stop asking. Please just try a tiny bit for me."
"Fine." I said, shaking my head. Mattheo reached into his bag, pulling out some toast wrapped in a napkin. He takes out one of the slices and hands it to me. I took a small bite. It wasn't too bad. I only managed 3 or 4 bites.
"I'm proud of you." Mattheo said, with a smile on his face. I was also smiling. It didn't feel bad to eat, just not normal.
"Guys, we have DADA in 5 minutes, and we have some woman from the ministry of magic." Tom said. We all got up and got our bags before heading towards our next class.
The teachers name is Professor Umbitch. We share the class with some Gryffindors. Including Harry Potter. It was funny to see him get told off by the teacher, but other than that, the class is shit.
Once the bell rang, everyone started piling out of the room. Me and Mattheo started to walk towards the door.
"Excuse me, you two need to stay back." Professor Umbitch said.
"We haven't done anything wrong." I exclaimed.
"You were, and sorry for my language, basically eye fucking each other all lesson. That is unacceptable." She scoffed.
"I'm sorry, but we weren't, so maybe you need to get your eyes checked, you blind bat." I retorted.
"I don't know how you dare talk to me like that." Professor Umbitch said.
"No, I don't know how you dare hold two students back and then proceed to tell them that they were 'eye fucking' each other. That's bang out of order. Hell, I could go tell the old man that runs this place what you've just told me. Just think about what would happen then. And then think about what would happen if I got my father involved. My father will be hearing about this." I replied, grabbing Mattheo's hand and dragging him out of the room.
I took a deep breath. "Jesus, I've never seen anyone talk to a teacher like that." Mattheo said.
"Then you obviously haven't seen me talk to teachers." I smiled.
"You know you look really kissable right now." Mattheo said under his breath.
"We should go get some lunch." I said, pretending that I didn't hear him.
"Yeah, sure." He replied. We walked to the hall in silence. And spent the rest of the day avoiding each other.
When the bell rang at the end of the day, I walked straight back to the dorms. I found Mattheo sat by the window smoking.
"Sorry, am I interrupting you." I said.
"No, you can come in. Actually, can I talk to you." He said, moving over so I could sit down.
"Okay, what do you wanna talk about?" I asked.
"I want to talk about what happened earlier, after the whole thing with Umbridge. About what I said." Mattheo said.
"About me looking extremely kissable?" I asked.
"Yeah, about that. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say it." He said.
"No, it's okay. It's a compliment, right." I said, hugging Mattheo.
"I just didn't mean it, I didn't mean to say it. I'm sorry." He whispered.
"You have nothing to be sorry about." I said. We sat for 5 minutes just holding each other.
I think I was starting to fall for Mattheo, and I barely know him.