Harry Potter DR

Quality time with Mattheo

We were in the yard, in front of the black lake. It was a sunny day, the sun was hitting my skin warming me up. I was wearing a white cream tight shirt with dark grey jeans. My hair were down, allowing the wind to blow through them. My back was against a tree as Mattheo was laying on the grass, his head on my lap as I played with his hair. A small smile tugged his lips

"It's nice"
"What's nice?"
I asked looking down
"Your hands, they are so soft"
I chuckled
"That's hard to believe from all the quidditch matches"
"It's small, it's cute"
"It's not small!"
I acted offended. He laughed and raised his and in my face, I placed mine against his and noticed how big his was against mine. I rolled my eyes and sighed replacing my hand in his curls. He laughed
"I see you rolling your eyes"
"It's not that I was trying to hide it anyway"
"Do you wanna play a game?"
"I swear if it's tic tac toe I am out"
He laughed once more
"Nono, nothing practical I swear"
"Then it's all ears"
"I ask a question and you say your answer and then I say mine, then it's your turn"
"Mmh sounds like making a conversation "
"Shut up and just get along"
"Alright fine, you start"
"What's your favourite colour? I bet it's either red or gold"
He said smirking
"I am not that patriotic you idiot! It's actually lilac, but I like every pastel color actually, not I like all the colours, apart from yellow mustard"
"Yellow mustard?"
He asked laughing
"Yeah, I don't like it, I once had a really bad night because my cousin put custard in my drink and I didn't even noticed"
He was laughing even harder
"How is that possible that you didn't notice that!"
"It was milk! It was hiding, it was very tricky. Anyways tell me yours, I bet it's green or silver"
"Nop, it's blue"
"Really? Why?"
He looked me in the eyes. He didn't understand why he was looking at me like that
"It's calming, and comforting. It reassures me that I am safe"
"A colour tells you that?"
"There's a lot behind a color"
"Wow, didn't take you for the poet"
"You are growing on me"
"My turn, your best birthday "
"Definitely 9 years old, mum threw a huge birthday party with all of my friends and family members, we played all day long and I got really cool gifts, but I lost all of them so..."
"You are unbelievable "
"Says the girl who drank milk with custard"
"Really unbelievable"
"What about you?"
"My 11th birthday. When Hagrid bursted into our tiny home on an island. That day my life changed"
"For the better I hope"
"Still debating about it"
"Dream travel?"
"Rome, or Paris for sure. Rome is very rich in culture and monuments, I loved Roman history, I enjoyed studying it back then. While Paris is a bit cliche but it must be lovely. Plus in Rome there is Italian food, Theo told me it's chef kiss"
"Mine must be New York, you know with all the skyscrapers and the fun attractions, I feel like you can live a life there"
"Are you superstitious?"
"Mmh, not really, I don't think about it. But I do believe in Draco's luck"
I laughed
"Whats's that?"
"I once spilled water on my self while he was entering the room, I suppose it was his presence "
I shook my head
"Well I am not either, but I do believe in misfortune if you like say things such as "I won't get a bed grade" and boom you get a bad grade"
"That makes sense"
"I know"
"Christmas or Halloween?"
"The first one, no doubt"
"Really? Halloween is way cooler"
"Nop, don't like it"
"Why not?"
"It reminds me of the worst day of my life"
He sat up now and looked at me concerned, he signaled me to go on and I sighed looking ahead of me
"Everything happen on Halloween, when Voldemort did that to my parents"
He didn't think twice before giving me a tight hug and resting his head in the crock of my neck
"Well now I am here, and I'll make sure that Halloween will become one of your favourite festivity ever"
I laughed. I then looked at him in the eyes, his pretty brown eyes looking at mine. Then I realized. My eyes are blue, his favourite colour