Daylight ~Mattheo Riddle

Early Morning Conversations

September 2nd

Madison's POV:

My eyes fluttered open and I rolled onto my back. When I glanced at the window, it was still dark outside. My sleepiness was completely gone and I checked my alarm clock. 3:20 AM. Great. I looked over at Pansy and she was out cold. I got out of bed and went down to the common room to get a drink. I stretched as I wandered down the steps, the fireplace was still burning and I smiled to myself. I grabbed a cup and sat in front of the flames, I looked into the flame for a bit thinking about going to Hogsmeade for some butterbeer when a light snore caught my attention. I set my water down and stood up to find where the noise was coming from.

On the couch peering out towards the black lake, a body was lying asleep. As I got closer, I noticed it was Mattheo. I smiled to myself and grabbed a silver blanket that rested on the back of a chair and draped it over Mattheo's body. I then went to walk away but I heard him speak, "Thank you,"

I turned to face him and smiled, "Of course,"

I went and sat back down, my legs were against my chest as I held onto my water and stared into the flame again. A few moments passed and Mattheo got up with the blanket still wrapped around him and walked over to me, he sat down next to me leaving a decent amount of space between us but not too much. I smiled at him and he smiled back. "You're not scared of me?"

I was taken aback by the question. "Of course not, why would I be?"

"Because I'm a Riddle,"

I shook my head, "Maybe, but you're not your father."

Mattheo smiled, "I'm relieved to hear someone say that, I've met far too many people who think I'm just like my father. It's a breath of fresh air knowing at least someone doesn't see me that way."

I nodded, "Well I'm glad I could be that person for you."

Mattheo yawned, "What're you doing up so early? Or late? What time is it?"

I laughed, "It's around 3:30,"

"Damn," Mattheo yawned again. "So what're you doing up?"

"I just woke up and couldn't sleep so here I am, why'd you sleep on the couch?"

"I was up talking with the guys and Pansy, I was going to stay up and take in my first day but I couldn't keep my eyes open when I was alone. So I fell asleep down here."

"I've been there, it is such a beautiful common room and I love to take in every detail every time it's in eyesight. I don't really know how to describe it,"

"It's okay, I understand what you mean," I looked at Mattheo and his eyes were locked on mine.

"What?" I asked.

Mattheo shook his head, "Nothing, I'm just taking in every detail, just as you said."

I blushed and smiled, "You're a little flirt,"

He smiled at me and I looked away from him. "What's wrong? Why'd you look away?"

I looked back with a smile, "Because you're being a flirt,"

"Is that such a bad thing?"

I shook my head, "Tell me about yourself,"

"What do you want to know?"

"What do you want me to know?" I asked.

Mattheo leaned into the couch, "Well you already know who my father is, my mother's name is Grace Black. She is the sister of Draco's mom, Narcissa, and Lorenzo's mom, Bellatrix. We are all cousins, I'm the youngest of two, and I have an older brother, but I have spent most of my life with my cousins and Theo."

I nodded, "I think it's great that you were able to grow up with your cousins and your brother."

Mattheo just looked at me, "How are you not running away from me right now, I just told you about who my family is."

"I know, but again, you're not them."

Mattheo smiled, "Tell me about your family."

"I'm the youngest of two. I have an older brother and his name is Cedric. My dad's name is Amos and my mom's name is Christina. I am the first Slytherin in the family, my dad and brother were both a part of Hufflepuff."

"Does that make you a half-blood?"

I nodded, "Yeah, it does. I know most Slytherins are purebloods and pureblood extremists but I would never do anything to compromise-"

"Hey, you don't have to explain to me, I understand. I don't see you any differently."

I glanced at him and smiled, "Really?"

"Yeah, you're still you and I'd still find you beautiful regardless of if you were a pureblood or muggle-born."

I smiled brighter. "You think I'm beautiful?"

"Of course, I do, have you not looked in the mirror?"

I felt butterflies in my tummy, "You're sweet, I think you're quite handsome yourself."

Mattheo smiled and moved closer to me. "Is that a blush I see Diggory?"

I shook my head but him saying that just made me blush more. "Of course not,"

Mattheo held a sly smile on his face. "You sure?" He came closer to me and I looked away. Mattheo carefully grabbed my chin and turned my head so I was facing him. "No darling, eyes on me."

My heart was racing and I swore he could hear it. I was trying to keep my breathing under control but I was bashful. "Mattheo-"

"Shh," He whispered. He was so close to me, his hand moved from my chin to my cheek and I could feel his breath on my face. His hand was so warm and I subconsciously leaned into him. I watched his smile grow faintly. I moved slightly closer to him as he looked from my eyes to my lips. I drew in a shaky breath and shut my eyes, Mattheo's hand moved to the back of my head and pulled me in ever so slightly. I could feel his lips gently graze mine but before the kiss could even begin, the common room door opened from the hallway. My eyes fluttered open and Mattheo was still incredibly close to me. I watched as he looked up and drew his eyebrows together. "Brother?"

A/N:

I promise this is not where their relationship takes off, I'm not great at writing slow burns but hell, I'm not THIS bad at it either, just some early feelings is all. Enjoy!