Riddle Me This

Don't Interrupt Me

TW: Panic attacks

We sit down at the Slytherin table with our friends, still hand-in-hand.

"Remind me again how this is working?" Tania asked, eating a piece of cheese.

"You love me, right, Mattheo?" I ask, taking a spoonful of soup and feeling it blister my insides.

"Normally, I'd say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don't like it." I snort and roll my eyes.

"That's how this is working, and for the fact that we can finish each other's-"

"Sentences," Mattheo said, taking a bite of an apple.

"Don't interrupt me." I glare at him, deadpan.

"Okay, jeez," He said, kissing my cheek and getting up.

"Where're you going?" I ask him.

"Either to go commit a felony or get ice cream. I'll decide on the way." He joked, snagging a piece of bacon off my plate.

"If you could fucking not take my food-" I began, moving the plate away from his hands.

"Can't, sorry!" He called out, laughing as he left the great hall.

Ding

💖Babyyy💖

💖Babyyy💖: That bacon was amazing. Sorry you had to miss it, boo.

Me: New rule; you're not allowed to steal my precious food.

💖Babyyy💖: How about no.

Me: My food is, like, the most important thing ever to me-

💖Babyyy💖: Fineeeeeeee

💖Babyyy💖: Bring me back some bacon, tho.

Me: Absolutely!

💖Babyyy💖: Really?

Me: Hell no, get it yourself.

💖Babyyy💖: Fuck you.

Me: Yes, please!

💖Babyyy💖: say less-

I roll my eyes and chuckle, there's no way he was serious.

Sirius is Sirius.

"What did lover boy send this time? Nudes?" Octavia asked, who snagged a cupcake off Draco's plate.

What is it with people and taking food from others?

"No, he wanted more bacon," I said, shrugging, somewhat disappointed. 

I would have preferred Octavia's version of that text.

"Oh, well, there's nothing wrong with that, is there? You look disappointed." Tania said, also taking a cupcake from Draco's plate.

What the fuck?

"Uh, there's nothing wrong with it, I was just hoping for a different text, is all," I said, shoving my face with mashed potatoes.

"Well, I think we all know what you wanted that text to be," Blaise laughs as he reaches for a cupcake off of Draco's plate, who slaps his hand away.

"No, I let the girls do it, but you can get your own," Draco said, shoving a cupcake down his throat.

"You have a cupcake addiction don't you?" I ask, taking a sip of my pumpkin juice.

"It's crippling," Octavia began, "He always eats the cupcake flavored Every-Flavor beans off me when we-" Draco put a hand over her mouth and whispered something in her ear, making her turn beet-red. Five seconds later, they were running down the Great Hall, giggling the entire way, once the doors had shut once again, Tania, Blaise, and I all burst out laughing.