'I will not be a distraction to boys'

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I was walking to Umbridges office after dinner was completed, still infuriated.

It was so maddening how sexist she was being. Especially towards girls.

Just then I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey Gryffindor."

"Hi Mattie." I forced a smile.

"Where are you off too."

"Umbridge's, remember I've got detention."

"Oh yeah, That was pretty badass back their if you ask me."

"Thanks." I laughed.

"Seriously! Umbitch needed to be put in her place."

"Umbitch?"

"Yeah, a more suiting name I thought." A grin plastered his face.

"I'd have to agree on that one." We both chuckled our way to Umbridges office when we saw Harry come out looking flustered.

"Harry?" I asked.

"Elle, you can't go in there."

"What? Why?"

"Please just trust-

"Oh hello, Ms Berkshire. Come in." Her smiles always haunted me.

"Bye Harry, Mattheo." He smiled at me and I entered Umbridges office.

"Sit down. Please." I looked around. The whole room looked like a unicorn had exploded everywhere.

The walls were colored pink, so where the chairs, pictures frames and even the tea! I sat down in the pink armchair that mirrored hers.

"Tea?"

"No thanks." She poured her odly pink tea and dropped in a pink sugar cube.

"Your going to be writing lines for me today." She handed me a piece of paper and a quill.

"You'll be writing, 'I will not be a distraction to boys.'"

"No!"

"You will do it! Or suspension."

I rolled my eyes.

"Where's the ink?" Honestly I was fully expecting a bottle of pink ink.

"You won't need any."

I wrote what she asks when I felt a burning sensation in the back of my left hand.

I glanced over and saw the words slowly carve into my hand.

"Fuck." I mumbled. The pain was overcoming.

"Let that be a reminder everytime a boy gets close to you." She said removing the paper and quill.

"You are dismissed. Be here the same time tommorow." She smiled and pushed me out of the room slamming the door.

I'm not sure why I didn't fight back. Or even mention it to anyone. But I didn't, till transfiguration class.

Mattheo was sitting next to me in the corner of McGonagalls classroom. He tried to hold my hand under the table when I yanked it away.

"what's wrong." he asked bluntly.

"Nothing." I tried to hide my hand under my robes but he yanked my arm towards him and peered down at the scar.

"Who did this to you?

"I think you already know."

"I'll kill her."

"No, Mattheo. You can't"

"I don't give a damn, she hurt you."

"Doesn't matter, she's a teacher. You could get expelled."

"So?"

"So?" I gave him a look.

"Ahh yes I suppose that would be horrible. I wouldn't want to lose me either." He said leaning back in his chair.

"You're a lunatic." I giggled.

"Mr. Riddle, Ms Berkshire, settle down." McGonagall said, peering through her monocle.

I looked up at her and then to Draco, Theo and Enzo in front of us.

They were all staring us down confused. Looking between me and him.

People didn't know we were fucking, and I wanted to keep it that way.

I just smiled and went back to my work.

After a few minutes Mattheo passed me a note.

my dorm at 9

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If you ask me 9 couldn't have come any sooner. I walked up the creaky wooden stairs to the boy dorms for slytherin, luckily he had gave me the password. I knocked quietly on his door, as to not wake others.

Luckily he had a single dorm. So we were always alone.

He opened up and pulled me in kissing me roughly.

"Since I can't kill that Umbitch then I'm gonna fuck out all my anger in you, yeah?"

"fine." I shook my head and smiled.

After the past few days me and mattheo had agreed to an alliance, we'd be friends, but we were allowed to fuck every once in a while, which was completely harmless in my opinion.

"good girl." He pulled me in again. Sticking his tounge down my throat. I fought for dominance but lost. He really was needy today.

He began to unbutton my shirt. Leaving my lacy bra.

I then let go for a second and helped him take off his shirt.

That one second without his lips felt like an eternity.

He gripped my thighs and started to kiss down my neck.

I moaned slightly and gripped his shirt tight.

I was going to kiss him again when-

The door burst open, hitting the wall behind it.

Holy shit.

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