Another World {M.R}

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Draco POV

I was laying down on my stomach digesting everything.  Peter was Mattheo this whole time and while I sat here thinking about all of the ways I could kill him he was doing the best he could.  It's always been like this with our Fathers, although Voldemort is more cruel to Mattheo than my Father has ever been with me.  I stare at Mattheo now and the cut on his eyebrow catches my eye for the longest time.  It was going to scar and if the deep gash doesn't get the attention it needs soon it's going to get infected. 

Mattheo is also clutching his abdomen so I tilt backwards to look around Luna and I's room.  The sheets can be used as bandages and perhaps we can take out threads from the pillow cases and use a pin from Lunas hair for stitches.  Mattheos breaks the silence and my head turns to him "He's going to be back soon, we've talked for a while and he just got done with Ember."

I nod my head and Luna immediately stiffens.  Before I can think much about it she stands in a rush and starts to gather around all of the garbage. "evidence" she hisses and I realize they can check up on us at any moment as they bring us our breakfast.  We put it all in the closet and by the end we are full of paper cuts and pushing the door closed as hard as possible so it all squishes inside. 

"What are we going to do about the huge hole?" I grunt wiping some of the sweat off of my forehead.

"We will use the bed to cover it up when they come and Mattheo will have to sit with his back against it when Peter checks on him"Luna explains and pushes the bed over but leaving some space so we still see the hole and talk to Mattheo. 

Mattheo nods in recognition "good-bye for now then" he smiles softly.  It seems like he cant tear himself away from us, like we will disappear and finding us has all been a dream.   Maybe I think that too, maybe I think that once we cover the hole Mattheo will still be the Mattheo we thought he was before and this is my imagination wanting one of my best friends back.  But we must look on the bright side and hope, so I push the bed over sealing the hole and sit on the cushioned surface to wait. 

Not long after, some old rusty Death Eater makes his way into the room and sets down the two trays on the desk.  "Eat up" he grunts "ill be back in twenty"

As he is leaving I call out at the last second "wait!" I stand up from the bed "would there be any chance I could get some alcohol?" He raises a brow and I smirk suggestively "common mate, we've been sitting up here doing nothing, maybe some fun wouldn't hurt"

He grunts again and looks to the door thinking it over, and I smirk knowing there's nothing wrong with my friendly request.  I would ask if he wanted some but he nods and proceeds out the door.  Luna looks sceptical and I only grin and pick up my tray.  I sit back down on the bed and wrap as much as I can in a napkin and place it in the desk side table.  I eat what  couldn't fit, which is the soup and fruit and I wait. 

The Death Eater comes back with a bottle of alcohol and scowls as he places it on the desk and picks up the trays on his way out the door.  As soon as the footsteps disappear I take the pillow and start shredding it apart.  I keep the threads on the bed side table and put the big scraps of cloth around my fist wrapping each one until its a huge ball.  Luna starts on the other pillow and pulls out more long white strands.  I nod my head in appreciation.  This should be enough. 

I stand up and move the bed away from the hole only to find a rather bored looking Mattheo.  I smile, happy to see that it all wasn't my imagination.  My hand reaches for the alcohol and I give it to him "drink as much as you can" I command sitting down with everything around me.  I reach up and into the bed side table drawer and grab the huge napkin of food and also pass it to him "when did you last eat?" I ask not ready to hear the  answer.