Harry Potter Boys: Oneshots

Mattheo Riddle: School Work

I hurriedly made my way down the corridors to the Slytherin boy dorms. My boyfriend, Mattheo, hadn't been in classes all day and now he wasn't at quidditch practice. Even though it's not uncommon for him to miss a class or two every now and then, Mattheo never missed quidditch. I arrive at his dorm door and knock, but there's no answer, so I go in. When I step in the room, I'm greeted with the sight of my boyfriend with his face in his hands as he sits at his desk, a large pile of books and parchment in front of him. "Baby?" I say gently, placing my hand on his shoulder. He lifts his head out of his hands and looks at me, and it's clear that he's upset. I can see him holding back tears. "Are you ok? What's wrong?" I say, concerned as I begin to rub his back. Without saying anything, Mattheo lays his head on my shoulder. I run one of my hands up and down his back as I place my other one ontop of his. I feel his body begin to shake a little, and then I realize that he's crying. "Baby, please talk to me" I say, wanting to help. He pulls his head off my shoulder and I wipe his tears away with my thumb. "School is really getting to me. I've got so much work and I can barely keep up. If my grades go down, my dad is going to kill me, so I can't screw up any of it either." He says, glancing at the desk. "Aw, I'm sorry love." I say, hugging him. "What if I did some of it for you? We could work on it together, eh?" I say calmly. Mattheo shrugs, "I don't want to put my problems on you..." He says. I shake my head, "I'm always happy to help you, you know." Mattheo then sighs and agrees to let me help him. Two and a half hours later, all of Mattheo's work is done and he is clearly even more mentally exhausted. "Theo, why don't you go lay down and I'll put this all into your bag?" I say, feeling terrible for my boyfriend. He hesitated, but then nodded, going over to his closet and grabbing some more comfortable clothes and then going to the bathroom to change. I neatly place all of his papers and books in his bag, then I grab one of the shirts and pairs of pants that I keep in his dorm. I change quickly, and then Mattheo comes back out in grey sweatpants and a black, long sleeved shirt. I get in his bed, propping myself on his headboard. I reach my arms out and he lays himself on me. I wrap my arms around him, squeezing him lightly. "Feel any better?" I ask. "A little.'' He mumbles, resting his head in the crook of my neck. I play with his hair and then I catch him grinning a bit. I kiss his head, and then after I know that he's asleep, I close my eyes and drift off as well. Gosh I love this boy.

A/N: I know it sucks, but I didn't really have any good plot ideas, so if you have any PLEASE tell me so I can write a decent one