Oh, my dear... (Mattheo Riddle ff)

how it all began...

M.R.

I did know it was a stupid idea from the start. But it was also going to work. And if something works, it can't be that stupid. Right? 

With a heavy sigh, I rubbed the scar on my forehead. God damn it! Why the hell did I even do this? Why did I ask her in the first place? 

Of course, Thornes reaction was better than I ever expected it to be. I didn't think she would agree to my deal this easily, but she did. I just hoped that we both weren't going to regret this hole thing... But it was to late now anyways. After yesterdays morning, our act of closeness would start today.

With a frown, I stood before the mirror and looked at myself. My hair was messy, as always. But somehow, it seemed even messier today. 

Not quiet satisfied with my appearance, I started fumbling with my collar, sorting out my green tie. For whatever reason, my hole outfit seemed to be a mess this morning! As I moved my hand through my hair, Draco chuckled, still sitting on his bed.

,,What's up your ass this morning?" he asked amused. ,,You usually don't give a shit about your looks, and still have half the female population drooling over you. Plus, since you don't even have a girlfriend anymore..."

I sighed again, and stopped fiddling with my hair. ,,Shut it, Draco. I'm just trying not to look like a total corpse. And don't come at me with the you're-so-single-bullshit! You can't even keep a girl longer than a week."

Draco stood up, brushing invisible dust from his uniform. ,,Maybe. But at least I don't get cheated on..." he chuckled.

,,Don't make me break your face, Draco."

,,Why? I'm sure I could find a pretty girl who could heal me. Thorne, maybe..."

I rolled my eyes. ,,I never should have told you and the others about that."

Draco shrugged. ,,Why not? Now we know she's got a little weak point for you."

As I was about to answer his statement, I closed my mouth and thought about it. Did Thorne actually have a soft spot for me? I still had no idea, what made her help me that night.

,,Maybe, Draco. Maybe she does. But we don't know."

My friend raised an eyebrow. ,,So?"

I opened the door of our dorm. ,,So what?"

Draco left the room with me, and we walked down the stairs.

,,So, do you have a spot for her as well?" he asked with a cheeky grin. ,,Don't you like her, Mattheo?"

,,You mean the girl who's trying to beat me in every single class, is so smart that it hurts, is every professors favorite, know the worst little tricks and spells, doesn't miss a single chance to push my buttons, is part of the enemies Quiddich team and has been annoying my since basically first grade? Yeah... She's alright."

Draco laughed at me. ,,She's alright? Come on Mattheo, we both know she's more than fine..."

I turned towards him, shocked and surprised. ,,She's what? Draco, it's Phersephone fucking Thorne we're talking about!" Of course, I didn't tell him or Blaise, or Theodore about my deal with Thorne. They would have ruined it.

Draco shrugged. ,,Oh please... She might be annoying, but you can't tell me you haven't imagined her at least once-"

Just in time, I interrupted him. ,,That's so not your business. What do you even care about my feelings towards her?"