Dangerous Love | Slytherin Boys X Reader

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Once everyone is out of the class, me and Mattheo get to work putting everything in its rightful place. I pick up a broom and begin sweeping, "So, let me get this straight, you're my brother, and Harry is our father's enemy?" He chuckles, setting the cauldrons down on the table they had been set on when we goth there, "Yeah, and your little blond friend-" I snap, "He's not my friend. He's a spoiled brat who thinks I'm garbage because my foster parents are muggle born."

He inhales, "Well, his family was very close to our father. It just comes with the territory." Once I finish with the floor, I begin wiping down the tables, "What does?" He begins putting books up in the cabinets, "Being close to our father means you're a pure blood, and you usually have the mindset that half bloods and muggle borns are beneath us. in Draco's case, it's been kinda... forced upon him." I frown a bit, "Hmmm..."

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We finally get to the Slytherin common room and dinner has already ended. There's only one other person in the common room, and he's sitting in a chair by the fire. I look at Mattheo, "I think I'm just going to head to bed, I didn't get much sleep last night, since someone decided to threaten my cat." I raised my voice at the end of my sentence, looking at Draco. Mattheo follows my eyes, "Did you do that, Draco?" He rolls his eyes, scoffing, "And so what if I did? She's a very irritating mud blood." Mattheo walks over to him, and I grab his arm, trying to keep him from doing or saying anything stupid, to no avail.

He makes a noise that sounds almost like an angry dog, "She's-!" I cut him off before he can finish his sentence, "I'm too tired for this! Let's all just calm down and get some sleep." I try to pull Mattheo away, but he doesn't budge. Looking at his face, it looks like he's killing Draco in his head. I cautiously wave my hand in front of his face, "Mattheo, c-can... can we please talk in private...?" he stands there for a moment, silent before he looks at me, nodding.

I walk him over to a corner of the room, whispering, "Listen, I don't care how bad he treats me, I don't want anyone knowing who I really am." He takes a moment to let what I said sink in, "Fine, but if it gets too bad, I'm telling him. He'll have respect for you then." I close my eyes, sighing, "Alright... But I really am tired." He smiles a little, "See ya tomorrow." I nod, smiling, "See ya." I hug him before walking over to my dorm door, opening it and walking inside.

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I wake up, rolling onto my back and laying there for a minute. I look over to see Romeo peacefully laying next to me and I whisper, "I found out who my father is, Romeo." I sit up, stretching before I stand up, grabbing my robe and putting it on. I look over at Romeo, "You be a good boy, okay?" He coos, stretching, and I walk over to the door, bracing myself for anything as I open it. My eyes land on Mattheo, talking to Draco. Walking up behind him, I place my hands over his eyes, "Guess who~"

He chuckles and I laugh, removing my hands and leaning against the couch. Draco looks at the two of us, "Are you cheating on Pottah?" Me and Mattheo look at each other, sticking our tongues out in disgust, he says "Ew, no thank you." We break out into laughter, and I speak, "No, I'm not cheating, Mattheo just helped me out after the whole scene in professor Lupin's class." Draco looks at me, a smirk plastered on his face, "Oh yeah, and what was that about?"

I snap, "None of your business." He chuckles, "Hit another nerve, have I?" I narrow my eyes at him, "One that you don't wanna hit again, if you know what's good for you." He turns his body to face me, folding his arms on the back of the couch, laying his chin on them, "Oh, I really think I do~" Mattheo looks at him, "Draco, that's enough. Cut it out." Draco scoffs, "What's gotten into you? She's a mud blood, someone far beneath us pure bloods."

I stand up off of the couch, feeling the fire raging in my stomach again, "I'm beneath you?!" He chuckles, "Yeah, that's right. You're lower than dirt compared to us." I close my eyes and try to calm my breathing as I begin counting to ten in my head. Once I finish counting I open my eyes, "I've gotta go. I'll see you in class, Mattheo."