The Riddle to his heart

Thank you?

I continue to stare at the door, thinking maybe if I stare at it long enough it'll open back up.

It doesn't.

Instead I turn and walk down the hall to my own room.

I throw down my book bag and make my way into the bathroom.

I grimace as I easily spot the already purpling bruise on my cheek, I trace it lightly and wince as I press a little too hard.

I crouch down under the sink and grab a face washer, I wet it slightly and hold my wand to it.

"Glacius"

The rag goes cold and hard in my hand as I move it to my cheek.
I shiver as a cold tingle rushes through me.

I jump as three lock knocks echo through my room.

"Y/N"

I know instantly that the voice is Mattheo's. I freeze, I don't know why but I'm suddenly incredibly anxious.

He stood up for me took a beating for me and yet I couldn't even say thank you. I know he must regret doing it.

I still don't move.

"Y/N, I just need to borrow a rag, a face cloth, anything"

I move, I grab another washer from underneath the sink and walk to the door.

I can see his shadow underneath the door, but it doesn't look like her standing.
I open the door and Mattheo falls straight back into my legs with a loud groan.

"Oh shit, I mean crap, I mean I'm sorry, I thought you were standing there not umm"
He moves to stand.
"Here let me help you"

"No no I'm fine"

I can tell he's not though he's mainly leaning against me and his face looks pale and feverish.

"I just need the cloth"

"Jesus Mattheo" I stumble slightly trying to support his weight and suddenly his arm is around me his hand squeezing to my waist. "Come on just come sit down let me help you"

He doesn't argue and we stumble our way over to my bed as I help him get comfortable against the cushions.

" just give me a second"  I have no idea what I need to clean his cuts but I'm hoping Mattheo has what I need. I celebrate internally when I see his door is still open.
I spot the items I need immediately all sprayed out on his bed, I quickly gather them and run back to my room.

I drop the contents next to him only to realise his eyes are shut.

"Mattheo"

He doesn't stir. I grab his shoulder lightly and shake him.

"Mattheo, come on wake up"

His eyes open slowly, "Y/N" he mumbles "what are you doing here"

"Well" I laugh lightly "this is my room, now come on which one of these do I use" I gesture to the many vials next to him.

He doesn't look at the vials, he only keeps his eyes on me "the white one".

My cheeks flush, I look away as I reach for the bottle. I removed the lid and allow a small amount of liquid to soak up into the cloth.

"I'm guessing this hurt?" I say "so I apologise"

I study his face trying to figure out which cut to clean first, he has several smaller ones but a large one on his eyebrow and one bloody split lip.

I move to the eyebrow first, he winces but sits still and I gently move the cloth over it.

I stiffen a gasp as the deep gash is revealed from underneath the dried blood. I go to pull of my wand with my free hand, I know a basic healing spell.

Suddenly Mattheo wraps his hand over mine and pushes it back down.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing" I whisper, his hand still grasping mine.

"I know" he breathes heavily, "I like the scars"

I scoff. Yet he look remains serious.

I move the cloth slowly down to his lip, but he keeps moving his head.

I wiggle my other hand free from his grasp and place it on his neck steadying him as I lean in closer to look at the cut.

Suddenly I stop as I feel his hand on my hip, his thumb is moving slightly. I look at him only to find his eyes are closed and he looks like he's almost not in complete pain.

I ignore his hand as I keep cleaning.

I ignore it as it travels up my waist.

I ignore it as it skims the side of my chest and up my neck.

I still ignore it even now as his hand cups my cheek.

My hand is shaking but I do not stop, until his eye open and lock with mine.

I'm done.

My mouth hangs open the words still stuck inside.

My cheeks are burning and I suddenly find my face gravitating towards his or maybe his towards mine I'm not quite sure.

I can't even feel my hand anymore as the both rest on his neck.

Our mouths are mere centermeters apart, and I can feel his breath against my cheek.

Warm and minty.

I don't remember closing my eye but there closed now.

I wanna do something my lips feel dry as does my throat.
Then suddenly his lips crash into mine.
I almost gasp but I keep my composure.

My mind is racing with a million thoughts.

What do I do?

This is good right?

Ooh he bit my lip.

Do I need to do anything else?

Suddenly the kiss become deeper and he moves one hand into my hair and the other back down my waist.

Omg. How have I never kissed a guy before this is amazing.

I don't want this to end.

Then it does.

The door flies open and a group of voices instantly accompanies it.

"Omg Y/N are you..."

I turn to find everyone and I mean everyone standing there with my mouths gawking open.

"Ok..." Lorenzo finishes there's a look that I can't read on his face and I feel Mattheo move side me.

"Mate I can.."

Ending has already turned and left followed by Theodore, Draco and blaize. Only Daphne and Pansy are left still gasping like fish out of water.

The suddenly Mattheo is up and gone not even looking back at me.

Pansy suddenly chocks out three words.

"What the fuck".

Guys I am so so so so so sorry it has been ages life has been so busy and if I being honest I completely forgot I was writing anything, I promise to try and write more often.

As always let me know if you liked it and what I think I can add.

This chapter was a bit hard to write as I haven't written in a while so please don't judge.

Also I'd don't really check spelling etc cause I wanted to publish it straight away for you guys so sorry.

Enjoy.