Another World {M.R}

39

The next day the group returns to the manor to find it completely empty, cleaned and new. Mattheo looks at Draco "how did you do it so fast?"

He shrugs swiping a finger on the table next to him "I got a crew to come in as fast as I could." He blows off the collected dust and moves through the hall opening the doors wide.

"Your Father won't mind we have taken over his Flat?" Mattheo follows him making sure to look back a couple times to check if Callan is following.

"My Father is in Azkaban." Draco deadpans "Even if he does mind he wouldn't be able to say anything, all of his gallons were sent to me along with my trust fund and the deed on the Flat." He turns smirking and grabs Hermione's hand leading her away.

Mattheo cringes and Theodore comes up beside him "I am picking the farthest room possible from them."

Mattheo sighs and looks at Theodore "I need you to watch Callan for a few." Theodore nods and takes Callans hand to go pick a room for the little lad.

Mattheo steps outside and reaches in his pocket for a cigarette and lighter.  When it's lit he brings it to his mouth and inhales the intoxicating addiction.  He closes his eyes and does what he always does when he smokes, think.

Ember and her family disappeared out of thin air with the stupid help of Dumbledore.  She was hurt and dying in his arms and now he doesn't know if she's okay.  He shakes his head and tries to think of solutions for now, what can help him find her.

"You shouldn't smoke." A voice says from behind him "I've told you on many accounts I would rather you mope and eat chocolates." He smirks and blows out what's left in his throat.

Nymphadora walks towards him with her hands in her packets.  Remus follows with Teddy in his arms. "Yes well, it's been a rough couple of weeks."

Nymphadora grabs the cigarette and crushes it under her boot "not around my child Riddle."

"Ah yes, Teddy mate how are you?" Mattheo tilts his head grinning at the little boy who leans against his Dad.

"Very good." Remus says "we're going to head inside." He picks up Teddys little hand and waves as they retreat inside the Manor door.

"But you are moping, in your own way I suppose." Nymphadora concludes leaning against the railing "why?"

Mattheo crosses his arms leaning back against the house. "Some shit happened, some people ended up not being who I thought they were."

"Happens to everyone." She says standing up straight. "Who did you lose during the battle Mattheo?"

"My Mother, My Father, Darcy and I believe Dean died, I liked Dean." He clears his throat looking anywhere but her eyes.

"Who did you kill in the battle Mattheo?" She asks.

"What?" Mattheo looks at her.

"Who died at your hands when you were battling?"

"My Mother, My Father, Darcy." He says fiddling with his rings.

Nymphadora sighs and shakes her head "who else? Who else died that you blame yourself for?"

Mattheo shakes his head exasperated and rolls his tongue across his inner cheek "Ember."

"Ah yes the girl I met not too long ago. Did you actually kill her or are you just being selfish and blaming yourself? people actually died." She says angrily walking towards him.

"What the fuck are you on about?"

"Mattheo, do you know that she died?" He shakes his head fuming "Were you the one who killed her if she did die?" He shakes his head "then should you be moping and acting sad for yourself when families truly lost their children in that battle?"