Flint
Mattheo's pov:
I was furious. How could Flint talk to Y/n like that. It's just bang out of order.
I turned the corner and saw Marcus standing with the few friends he had left. "Oi, Flint, are you going to tell me what you said to Y/n the other day on the quidditch pitch, or am I going to have to find out for myself?" I said.
"Listen mate all I said was that she looked like she would be a good quidditch player, and that she looks like a slut. But that she would look better as my slut." He said, with a cocky grin on his face.
"You dumb fucking manslag, I'll kill you." I said landing a punch to his jaw. Flint tried to hit me back. I shoved him on the floor and started beating the living shit out of him.
He landed a few punches to my nose. I could feel blood dripping down the side of my face. Flint looked a lot worse than I did.
Once I had finished nearly killing Marcus, I stood up and walked towards the Slytherin common room. I found Y/n smoking one of my cigarettes while reading.
"Y/n, can you help me, please." I said, panting.
"Never in my life would I have thought that the Mattheo Riddle would say please," She said sarcastically, "and yes, I will help you."
"Thank you." I said.
I sat on the counter of the bathroom in our dorm. "Are you going to tell me what happened?" Y/n asked.
"I got I to a scrap with Flint. I asked him about what happened on the quidditch pitch the other day, and he said that he thought you would make a great quidditch player. He also said that you were a slut, but that you would look better as his slut." I blurted out.
"Oh, I mean, it is what he said." She said, sounding sad.
"You're not a slut, he doesn't even know you." I said, cupping her cheek.
"I know, but I still hurts. Anyway, are you okay?" Y/n asked, changing the subject.
"I'm fine. it's only a few cuts. Trust me, he looks way worse." I said. She just nodded. Once she had finished cleaning my cuts, she put a hello kitty plaster over them. "Really, a hello kitty plaster?" I said.
"It was the only one I could find, anyway it looks cute." She said with a light smile on her face.
"Thanks for cleaning me up." I said.
"It's alright." She said, leaving the bathroom. She seems sad, I'll talk to her later about it.