*Matteo's perspective*
Y/n is going on a date, and it's with the biggest tratior that I have ever laid eyes on. He might act all sweet and innocent but he doesn't care about anyone but himself.
I follow them to the three broomsticks, gosh she looks beautiful. No don't get distracted. Why does she look so frightened? Just as I was about to intervene she laughed. I sat back down.
Time seemed to slow down, watching her smiling and playing with her food made my heart beat a thousand miles per hour.
As their food arrived she seemed to have a sudden interest of the food, because her eyes were constantly on it without taking a bite. When I looked more closely I saw that she was trembling and constantly fidgeting with her skirt. Was this her first date? No it can't be, of course it isn't someone so beautiful could not have possibly had their first date at fifteen.
Their date took forever and all I could think about was food, I was really hungry. Yet I couldn't take my eyes off her. If only she were mine.
I was about to leave when the bill came when I noticed that Theodore was passing the bill to her. Was he expecting she should pay? Of course he was. She reluctantly took out her wallet and handed the waiter the money.
Back at hogwarts the great hall was in chaos, all the students were rambling on and on about their wonderful day at hogsmeade, it was nauseating. As I was heading to my dorm having already ate at the three broomsticks, Theodore came to intervene me, and as soon as we were out of earshot from the other students he started yelling at me.
"What the hell dude?! Why were you at the three broomsticks?"
"You don't own the place, I was just enjoying my evening." I replied calmly. Instead of doing the same he punched me right in the nose. I wipe my face and looked at the fresh blood now located on my fingers.
"Oh I was just wondering if you would treat y/n right, that's all"
"You mean the assignment?" He almost growled
"Her name is y/n" my anger was rising, and quickly, I needed to get our before things got ugly.
"You know as well as I do she doest mean anything" I snapped, Theodore was trying to pick a fight with me, a fight he'll certainly lose.
I hut him with one hard punch, right between hus eyes. He fell with a hard thumb.
"Theodore?" I had knocked him out, he deserved it but that didn't make me less upset.
"What is the meaning of this!" McGonagall says.
I already knew there was no hope trying to explain.
After rushing Theodore to the hospital wing I was rushed to proffesor McGonagall office to what would be the most detentions I've ever received. At least that meant my days wouldn't be spent laying on my bed and waiting for better days.
Returning to my dorm I saw y/n peacefully sleeping. I was about to do the same when I saw that her cheeks were wet from fresh tears. She was crying and I'm assuming it was because of Theodore, and not because he was injured but because she was hurt. Emotionally hurt.
The morning was dreadfull, as per usaul. The first thing I did was brush my teeth and get ready. Y/n had other plans, she was still in bed.
"C'mon it's almost time for breakfast. Get dressed."
All I got in reply was a shrug and her rolling so her back faced me.
"Fine. But I'm not gonna bring you leftovers
"Fine I'm coming, give me five minutes."
When y/n was finally ready we headed to the great hall with the smell of eggs leading our way.
"Miss y/n" Professor McGonagall said.
"Yes, Professor."
"We need you and Matteo to come to the hospital wing immediately."
"What why? What happened, is everyone ok?"
"Most certainly not. Theodore was in a little accident. I'll let him explain the rest."
Theodore put all the blame on me and didn't even mention once that he was the one who first attacked. Y/n was not happy. From her expression I could tell that it was going to take a long time to get her forgiveness.
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Sorry I have been so bit busy lately. Hope you enjoyed this short chapter
