His and Only His | Mattheo Riddle

Astoria fucking Greengrass

*time skip to Friday*
~Cordelia's POV~
My last class of the day ended a few minutes ago and I'm currently in the halls, walking back to my dorm. I'm alone while walking back because I was one of the few people that had one extra class today. I was almost to the Slytherin common room when I hear moaning coming from an empty classroom. Well, a used to be empty classroom. I see that the door is still slightly open so I peek in to see who it is, thinking that it's possibly my brother and Pansy. But no. Once I'm able to see who it is without making myself noticeable, I feel like collapsing. It was Mattheo roughly thrusting into Astoria Greengrass. My vision quickly went blurry as I started crying. I didn't feel like confronting him in that moment, so I just run off. I accidentally push the door open, so they probably saw me run away. They must not have known it was me because that didn't stop them. They just kept going.

I run into the common room and see Pansy sitting on the couch next to Theodore. They spot me bawling my eyes out and immediately come up and hug me. "What's wrong, babes?" Pansy asks. "I-I saw Mattheo fucking Astoria.." I manage to say in between sniffles. My brother gets furious. "What?! With that Greengrass bitch?" He asks me. I just nod. "How about you grab some clothes and come stay with me for as long as you want?" Pansy suggests. "That would be great. I don't want to talk to him yet," I say. "I'll be the first to talk to him. I'm going to sit in your room and wait for him to come back so I can confront him," Theodore says, clearly full of rage.

After I finish talking with them, I rush into my dorm and grab a bunch of clothes. I plan to stay with Pansy for a few days. At least until I'm ready to talk to Mattheo. Theodore follows me and sits on my bed, since he says he's going to be there to confront Mattheo first. I grab some of my clothes then head straight to Pansy's room. "Thank you for letting me stay," I say. "Of course. I'm so sorry, girl," she says. "I would say that it's okay or that I'm okay, but I'm not and it's not. I just need the comfort of my best friend right now," I say, sitting next to her in her bed. "And that's exactly what I'll do. I'll comfort you for as long as you need," she says. "Thank you, Pans. We should invite Enzo over too. I feel like he'd be fun to have around to cheer me up even more," I suggest. "Okay, I'll go ask him if he wants to hang out and I'll be right back," she says with a smile. I nod and stay right where I am, in Pansy's bed.

She comes back a few minutes later with Enzo right behind her. He rushes over to me and pulls me into a hug. I hug him back and pull Pansy into the hug as well, making it a group hug. Once we all pull away from the hug, we all sit on the bed. I lay my head on Enzo's lap and my legs are over Pansy's lap. They both help to comfort me until I get an idea. "Oh god. Be prepared, Enzo. I know that face!" She exclaims. I smirk at Pansy and whisper my idea into her ear. She smirks back at me and nods. "Guys.. what's about to happen?" Enzo asks. "We are going to give you a makeover!" I exclaim. "Uhm, no!" He exclaims. I start fake pouting. "Fine, fine! But what is all going to happen in this makeover?" He asks. "Skincare, makeup, hair, and nails!" Pansy says, listing everything that we'll be doing to him. He sighs. "Fine!" He says with a slight groan. Pansy and I giggle and go grab all the stuff needed for his makeover.

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Enzo actually seemed to kind of enjoy the makeover process. He seemed like he hated it before we even started, but then when we actually started he seemed to find it.. relaxing? I'm not sure but it sure didn't seem like he hated it. A bunch of laughing and smiles were coming from all of us. And I wasn't thinking about Mattheo for a second. I was just having fun with some of my closest friends, besides my  sweet brother Theodore. This is the happiest I've been the whole day. Once dinner time came around, I had Pansy and Enzo bring me up some food since I didn't want to see that cheating bastard's face yet. After I finished eating, we turned on a comedy movie. I decided that I would sleep off my feelings and then talk to Riddle sometime tomorrow.

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After getting a decent amount of sleep, I wake up to a normal Saturday morning. Except I'm not in my dorm room. I'm in Pansy's. With Pansy and Enzo. I first wake up forgetting about Mattheo, then I remember that I told myself I would talk to him about it today. I am not looking forward to that at all. I get out of bed, without waking up the other two, and start getting ready for the day. Since I probably won't be doing much today, I just go with a comfy and casual outfit. My hair is just up in a ponytail and all I do for makeup is concealer and some mascara. Once I'm done getting ready, I walk out of the bathroom and see that Pansy is awake and already ready. "Hey babes. Can you get breakfast for me? I don't want to see Mattheo until I talk to him later," I say. She smiles and nods. "Of course, hun. I'll be right back. Enzo is still sleeping," she says. I thank her before she walks out and then hop back in bed next to Enzo. "Morning, sunshine," I say, teasing him. He wakes up and sees me, immediately smiling. "Morning!" He exclaims. "How are you so cheery when you just wake up?" I ask, giggling. "Not sure.. Where's Pansy?" He asks. "She went to get me some breakfast. You go have some food. Enjoy your day. I'll call if I need you," I say. He nods, gets up, and gets ready for the day. As soon as he's ready, he heads down to breakfast.

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A lot of time passes, and it's now evening. About 8:30 at night. There are no parties tonight, so I'm going to see if Mattheo is in our dorm so we can talk. Part of me is hoping he won't be in there, but the other half of me wants him to be in there so I can get talking to him over with as soon as I possibly can. Even Theodore probably did a lot of talking to him about it already. I still need to do it myself. I can't fully move on until I talk to him and find out why he cheated on me. Even though the reason may hurt me even more than I'm already hurt.