Love Mattheo, your greatest love.

Dearest y/n

I wake up the next morning, my friends on the end of my bed asleep. I look over to my right, to see Mattheo asleep.

I quickly stand up, feeling the urge to vomit.

I speed walk to my bathroom slamming the door behind me.

I start to violently throw up, trying to hold my hair back. Nothing is coming out though, due to not eating.

Someone busts into the door, rubbing my back and holding my hair. I see Lorenzo sit beside me, grabbing a cub of water and toilet paper.

I finish, taking the toilet paper in hand, wiping my mouth off. I take the glass of water gurgling it, then spitting it in the toilet. I stand up after flushing the vomit, and brush my teeth. I see Lorenzo and Mattheo standing behind me, worried looks on both of their faces.

"What?" I snapped.

Silence emitted.

Lorenzo was the first to break it.

"Are you okay y/n? I'm worried about you." He spoke.

"I'm fine." I mumbled.

"You don't look it." Mattheo interrupted.

I snapped my head around.

"What the fuck are you even doing here?"

"You needed someone there for you."

"I don't need anyone. You all can just fuck off and continue your lives without me. I'm so sick of this. Just go all of you." I yelled.

They stayed silent.

"And if you ever speak of this, any of you, I will slit your fucking throats."

None of them moved they just stood there, listening to me. They know I don't mean this, so they choose to stay anyways.

I sigh throwing my head back.

I finish brushing my teeth, and get dressed.

Mattheo ends up leaving later on. We aren't together anyways. We aren't even on speaking terms right now. Last night was just a mistake.

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"Miss Rosier, care to inform us as to why you bit this poor girl's throat? And held a knife to her?" Dumbledore questions.

"No sir." I say.

He sighs.

"You are to be expelled." He sighs.

I raise my eyebrows and look over to Narcissa and Lucius.

Lucius speaks up.

"Professor, the girl is....going through a rough time. Cut her a little slack. By what she has told us the girl has been nagging her on forever now. And I think we can all agree that we can only hold our anger in to a certain point. Now I know y/n, she's a good kid. She's like my daughter. She has had a hard life, and yes while that is no excuse, she still should get one more chance."

Dumbledore sighs, placing his finger on his chin, thinking.

"Two months of detention." He says.

"Thank you Albus" Narcissa and Lucius say.

We walk out of the room, coming to a stop when we walk further down the corridor.

"What in Merlins name is your problem?" Lucius seethes.

"Oh bloody hell cut the shit. We all know she had it coming. And I'm not your fucking daughter Lucius. Nothing like it. I don't need you here to justify for me." I sneer.