Flee from Freedom | Mattheo Riddle

24: I'll hex you if i need to

"Amara." Enzo stands as we enter the area.

The room is long, at the far end is a kind of lounge area, 2 sofas stretched across opposite walls, with a small table in the middle. At the end of the room is a door into what i assume is a bathroom, and the whole end wall is made of a large window with glass doors, opening onto a large balcony. Mattheo is leaning over the wall, staring down into the streets. I turn my head back to the kitchen, a small dining table sits in the centre with 6 chairs, and the kitchen is across the wall. The other end of the room is the same, opening onto a much smaller balcony with a black railing like the one attached to my bedroom. 

"Narcissa really went all out didn't she?" I say, walking to the table and pulling out a chair. 

"She got us the best apartment in the building apparently, top floor, balconies and the big one over there," Enzo gestures towards the balcony at the other side of the room. "It has a weird staircase up to another balcony on top of this room." 

"Fuck me." I scoff. 

"All the best for baby Draco." Enzo laughs, toasting his glass of water in the air. I lift mine and so does Pansy. 

"I'll grab one of those potions." Pansy stands and heads toward one of the cupboards.

"How did you get on?" I say once i've swallowed my water. 

"It was alright, we moved a lot, a mean a lot, my feet were absolutely destroyed." Enzo begins. "We were found slightly after Pansy and Draco."

"What about him?" I nod towards Mattheo on the balcony. 

"He was alright, quiet. I asked him about it, he didn't really give me anything until the last night." 

"What did he say?"

"Well i heard, the argument the night before we left Padstow." Enzo nods towards me, speaking reluctantly. "I brought it up and he seemed really pissed off, i couldn't tell if it was at you or at himself. I asked and he said he was angry that you hadn't given him an answer but he regretted trying to push you for one. He seemed, guilty, did he hurt you?"

"Hurt me?"

"He mentioned laying hands on you, then moved away before i could ask questions."

"Slammed me into a wall but that was the extent of it."

"He slammed you into-?!"

"He gets out of control, he regretted it i know he did, it didn't hurt much. I think i hurt his ego more by the sounds of it." I find myself jumping to defend him.

"You should talk to him." Pansy cuts into the conversation, sitting down and putting the potion in front of me. "Honeslty the tension is getting to me." 

Downing the potion, it burns the back of my throat. However, a tingling sensation ripples through me and i feel revived. I nod and stand up, heading for the door. 

The balcony looks even bigger once you get to it. It's borded by a wall, just above waist height. There's a spiral staircase to my right, which leads up to a whole another level. 

Mattheo turns around as i step out, watching as i walk towards him. It's almost gentleman like, when people rise from their seats when someone important enters a room. I reach the wall, and place my arms on it to lean over. Mattheo resumes his original position.

"Are you okay?" He breaks the silence. 

"Everyone loves that question."

"Everyone wants to know if you are okay. Are you?"