Mattheo and i are sitting in some old ladys living room with a cup of coffee each,
"Are you sure we can trust her?" Mattheo asks me low,
"We don't really have another choise, do we?" I answer plain not looking at him but at some pictures of some kids, probably her grandchildren,
"What are you looking at?" Mattheo asks,
"Is that... Theo?" I ask low grabbing a picture from the shelf, it's of a boy with some cows smiling,
"Show me" Mattheo says, i hand him the picture of the boy, "It sure does look like him"
"Do you think... this is Theo's grandma?" I ask low,
"Maybe, i don't know, he never talked about his family"
I stare at the other pictures the same boy is on almost all of them, i softly run my finger over one,
"Ah i see you found my grandson" The old woman says with an warm voice,
"I'm sorry but what is your name?" I ask her,
"I'm Geneviève" She says with an smile,
"Geneviève" I say low trying to remember if Theo ever spoke about someone named Geneviève,
"And what's your grandsons name?" Mattheo asks from the couch,
"That's Theodore, or as i like to call him Teddy" She says with an sad smile, "I wonder what's he's doing i haven't heard from him in weeks now"
"Theodore Nott?" Mattheo asks, Geneviève nods,
"Do you know him?" She asks,
"He... um, he was one of our bestfriends" I say low with tears in my eyes remembering Theo falling into the flames,
"Why you crying dear girl?" Geneviève asks laying her hand on my back,
I look over at Mattheo, with a 'should we tell her' look, he shakes his head in a no,
"Oh nothing, it's nothing" I tell Geneviève
She smiles to me,
"You want some more coffee, maybe some food, you must be hungry" She asks us,
"Some food would be good" Mattheo says in a kind tone,
"I will go and warm something left from dinner" She says and leave.
I walk over to Mattheo and sit down on his lap,
"I miss him too" He whispers and hugs me, i stare blank out in the room with tears in my eyes, the flashbacks from the night playing in my head, the fire, his scream, all the dead bodies, the pain.
I hug Mattheo tight with tears rolling down my face, i look down at my belly.
Mattheo grabs my chin making me look at him,
"It's okay" He whispers and kisses my neck, "It's all okay, you're strong angel" He says into my neck,
"What... happened to you after you left me at the hospital?" I ask low,
"I... i went back home... a-and the deatheaters tried to talk me into being the new dark lord... i refused and tried to get away again... but they putted me into the cell... and then they... starvede me, and tortured me... and then you came, my beautiful girl" He answers and kiss my cheek.
More tears roll down my face, "I'm so sorry that happened to you" I whisper and lay my head on his shoulder, "I really love you, so much"
"I love you so much too" He answers with a cheeky grin.
"Dinners ready" Geneviève says, i look up from Mattheo's shoulder and smile to her,
"That sounds good" I say and get up, wiping my tears away before walking to the dinning table, Mattheo sits down besides me.
Theres some meat, vegatables and pasta,
"It looks... good" I say with a fake smile looking down at the food,
"Be nice" Mattheo whispers into my ear,
"I am" I whisper back, he lays his hand on my thigh,
"Whatever you say angel" He says and kiss my cheek.
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Another short chapter im sorry i will try to make them longer
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