„Oh, my dear..." (Mattheo Riddle ff)

how Madam Pomfrey accidentally helped...

P.T.

,,Penny, sit down! Now!" Samuel said, louder this time. 

Quietly mumbling to myself, I finally let myself fall onto one of the beds of the hospital wing. 

,,And stop acting like you're not hurting!" Mattheo hissed, helping me to get comfortable on the bed. ,,Your arm has literary been sliced up by one of the most brutal spells there is!"

,,Come on!" I protested. ,,Flitwick stopped it in time, I was only slightly touched. It's nothing..." 

Samuels stood before me, placing his hands on his hips with a heavy sigh, and Mattheo just held up his hand for me to see. 

My blood was really dripping from his fingers... Alright, maybe my wound was worse that I admitted. 

,,It's not even that bad, and I don't want to be lectured here, by my boyfriend and my team captain!" 

Both of the boys stared down at me, not saying a word, just daring me to protest again. Giving in, I started to take off my blue sweater. 

Immediately, Samuel rushed of to get medical materials.

Mattheo pulled himself a chair next to the bed I was sitting on, before he carefully helped me to pull my sweater over my head and get my bleeding arm out of it. 

,,There we go..." he whispered. ,,Good girl." 

Raising my eyebrows, I glared at him. ,,Riddle... I might be hurt, but I can still curse your ass in a matter of seconds."

He held on for a second, before putting my sweater away with a chuckle. ,,Calm down, love. No need for another murder attempt tonight..."

Rolling my eyes, I tried to ignore the pain as he carefully touched the sleeve of my white shirt, which was red by now. ,,If that bitch crosses me again in the next few days, I will not only spell her with her own god damn curse, but I will slash the cuts so deep into her legs that they give up on her, and then I will especially slice up her tongue, so it falls out of her annoying little mouth, so I'll never ever have to hear that pathetic voice of hers ever again! And if one of these Weasleys dares to speak to me again, I will fucking..."

That moment, I was interrupted by Samuel shouting over from the other side of the room. ,,Riddle! Make her shut up!" 

And before I could even shout back in any way, Mattheo already pressed his lips to mine and my answer was muffled by the kiss.  

,,Asshole..." I managed to mumble against his lips, before he completely cut off my air support again. 

,,Shut up, love."

Finally, when he pulled away, I noticed that he had rolled up the sleeve of my white shirt, revealing the bloody cut. I had been so distracted by the kiss, that I didn't even realize his hands on my arm. 

Samuel came back and threw Mattheo a clean paper towel. 

He caught it, and began to clean off most of the blood around the cut carefully. Only now, the true size of the wound became visible. And it wouldn't stop bleeding. 

,,Bloody hell..." Samuel whispered, leaning over so he could see my arm over Mattheos shoulder. ,,That girl really attempted a murder on you... What is wrong with her?" 

I frowned. ,,Granger? Oh, I don't know. Maybe she's been hanging around Potter and his Weasleys too much. Being an asshole is probably infectious..." 

Mattheo held back a chuckle, but Samuel just smacked the back of my head lightly. ,,Get it together, Penny!"