Matteo Riddle's View On Love

Part 5

Passing notes in class after a perfect night

He had woken up with the morning light in the bed with you in the medical wing. It had been right as the morning light started to leak through the windows of the medical wing. He didn't want to leave your arms. They felt like the place where he and he only belonged. He had been smiling at your face. It scrunched up all cute like when you slept. He kept pressing small kisses into the tip of your nose and on your forehead. It had been a strange day. He spent time slowly getting you dressed and himself, stealing slow kisses till you are nearly caught. Luckily, you were released from the medical wing. You didn't address what happened last night. He wasn't sure how to bring it up and you weren't sure what to say. Now you are sitting together in your first class of the day. He was drafting up a note just for you. It was one of the two choices in his mind. Write a note or stare at you. The first one sounded a bit nicer but the second one didn't sound half bad.

Him: Are you still feeling alright after everythings? Quidditch? Last night??

You: I honestly feel like I am on cloud nine. I promise I am alright.

His: I just didn't expect last night to happen. I got a bit rough ya know?

You: Trust me my knight, I will never get upset with you being rough. In fact I might ask for it.

Him: Princess

You: Yes?

Him: Is that truly how you feel?

You: Yes

Him: Then I promise to give you my wand as roughly as you need it as often as you need it.

You: Good cause I was thinking after class we could go back to your dorm.

Him: I want to say something witty, maybe act like I am not jumping to get you into my bed. But, I do. So yes. Yes please.

You: Am I making you needy?

Him: Princess, you make me so needy that I have the constant need to worship your entire being.

You: You can worship me right now.

Him: You wanna play in class?

You: You bring out a naughty side in me, what can I say?

Him: The only reason I won't play with you right now is because when I put my fingers between your thighs. I want you to look me in the face. Not fucking Professor Snape.

You: Oh what a shame...

Him: Oh for fucks sake please tell me you aren't a Snape groupie

You: I could be

Him: Are you?

You: Is it a deal breaker if I am?

Him: Yes. I will never be able to get a straight want with you again if you do.

You: Well good thing I like you and only you.

Him: So you admit you like me then?

You: Pretty sure I have admitted that before.

Him: But now I have it in writing.

You: I could keep this note.

Him: Over my dead body.

You: On your body, no dead or over.

Him: SO... my dorm you said?

You: Yes please

Him: Anything for you princess.

**He doesn't wait, he runs to the dorm with you in hand. You are the answer to all his dreams.