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

how they handled stuff...

P.T.

Oh my fucking god... What in heavens name? 

He actually meant that, didn't he?

It took me a good five seconds to regain my composure. 

Still holding onto Mattheo's arm, I quickly wiped my eyes before looking back at the twins. ,,You heard him. Now fuck off, and leave us alone! Or I swear to Merlin, I'll get both of you thrown out of the castle in the fucking blink of an eye!" 

Fred and George both raised their eyebrows, crossing their arms in front of their chests. ,,And how do you intend to do that, Penny?" 

Sighing at the use of my nickname, I rolled my eyes. ,,Don't make me do this, boys..."

They just chuckled in amusement. ,,What?"

I smirked at them, as Mattheo sneaked his arm around my waist, pulling me close. ,,Alright, you morons. Let me fresh up your memory a little bit... Rosa Frankly, second year, February, broken nose. Marcus Tail, third year, March, broken rib. Flint Sylon, also third year, July, infected with a rather dangerous virus. Kira Locks, fourth year, October, broken leg." 

Immediately, the twins went quiet, as I counted up all the pranks they never told anyone about, because they went extremely wrong. 

,,Simon Parks, second year, December, went blind for a week. Melody Macy, fourth year, January, you broke her nose twice. Stefan Dount, first year, March, concussion." I kept going. 

Mattheo gasped dramatically. ,,You actually gave a fucking first year a concussion? What the hell..." 

I chuckled at the twins shocked faces. ,,I can keep going, if you want. And if you don't leave us alone... That list will go straight to Professor McGonagall. And we all know, what'll happen then, don't we?" 

Usually, Fred and George always had a quick, annoying comeback. I've never seen them as speechless as right now. 

Mattheo chuckled next to me. ,,How the fuck do you even know that?" he whispered. 

I shrugged. ,,I like to observe, I guess."

Finally, Fred took a step forward again. ,,If you're trying to scare us, it's not working." he muttered. 

Smiling to myself, I raised my eyebrows at him. ,,It's not? You two seem rather scared, if you ask me..." 

George joined his brother, standing right next to him, both of them towering over Mattheo and me. ,,You can't scare us, Thorne. But, you know... There's always another way to make things clear..."

Of course, I noticed him cracking his knuckles, and Mattheo did too. Fred and George still glared down at us, coming closer second by second. 

I gave Mattheo a look. ,,How are you feeling, my dear?"

He shrugged. ,,Good enough." 

Fred and George pulled up their sleeves. 

,,Alright..." I chuckled, tying up my hair with the hair-tie from my wrist, looking back at the twins. ,,If the two of you don't want to listen... Don't crawl crying to McGonagall after this though."

Mattheo cursed quietly under his breath. ,,Fucking Weaslbees... Nothing but problems..." 

M.R. 

About half an hour later I was seated on my bed, Phersephone standing between my knees, her wand in hand. 

,,What is it with your stupid nose all the fucking time?" she hissed, while putting spells on it. 

,,I don't know..." I managed to grunt out. ,,I guess it just likes to get broken."