"Watch it, dork." Pucey and his friends laughed as they shoved Mattheo to the side.
Life with Mattheo in Hogwarts was not that good. He'd always get pushed, kicked around, laughed at mainly because of his awful father; Voldemort.
After Voldemort died, Mattheo was left alone and abandoned with no one to associate with, most students in Hogwarts would make fun of him and bully him 24/7.
He'd walk through the hallways, hearing the first years constantly gossiping away because of who he was. No one ever really tolerated him. So, in a word, he was nothing.
But you didn't see that.
You've always felt bad for him and never judged him because of him sickening father. You saw that deep down, he was just an ordinary boy, who wanted nothing to do with all of this madness.
You watched as the seventh years purposely made him trip over, making him dropping all of his study books.
"Grow up, boys." You leaned down to help Mattheo pick his books up, smiling at him softly.
"Thanks." He muttered and scurried away.
~
It was quite late, and you couldn't sleep. So you decided to take a trip to the Astronomy Tower.
The Astronomy Tower was like your safe space. It was quiet and nobody would bother you so you could just relax and think about life.
As you got there, you saw a figure at the edge of the tower.
"Mattheo?"
Once he saw it was you, he turned back round.
"Come to bully me, have you?" He rolled his eyes, taking a puff of his cigarette.
"No, why would I do such a thing?" You sat down besides him.
"Sorry, it's just, everyone i've ever seen has been like that to me."
"I'd never bully you." Your eyes softened.
"Really?" He looked up at your eyes.
"Of course."
"Why?"
"Because I care about you. I don't see you as evil just because your father is. I don't think that at all."
After a short, silenced moment, you spoke up.
"Smoking kills, y'know." You chuckled trying to lighten up the mood.
"Oh, i'm not smoking, I'm just inhaling a different type of oxygen but unhealthier."
"What. That made no sense."
"Whatever. Cigarette?" He offered the cigarette pack to you.
"Seriously, Theo?"
"Theo, eh?"
"Yeah, just trying out something new."
"I could get used to that," You stood up, dusting off the first from your pyjamas, "Well, i'm off. Night, Theo."
"Goodnight, Y/n."
~
The next day, you came down to the great hall for breakfast.
Before you entered, you heard a familiar voice.
"Hey, let me go man! I didn't do anything!" Mattheo was pinned up against the wall by the same boys from yesterday. They looked like they were going to beat him up.
"Oi, leave him alone!" You walked up to them threateningly.
"Or what?" Pucey smirked.
"Or you'll have me to deal with."
"Oh yeah? What you gonna do? Punch me? Go on, I dare you." Him and his friends laughed.
You punched him right in the nose as he stumbled back.
"Oh you know me, i'm always up for a dare. Also, if I ever see you pick on Mattheo or anyone else, I won't hesitate to cut up your balls and feed them to the three-headed dog. That goes for all of you. Got that?" They all stared at you in fear, mumbling 'yes'.
"Good, don't test me, bitch." You walked off with Mattheo and into the Great Hall.
