Mattheo Riddle [o.s]

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                             Maddy Ramírez

Pretty brown eyes of his, seagulls hawking, waves crashing, eternal sunshine and endless swims in the most random hours.

That's what my days have consisted of for the past month.

It is currently someday in between the end of July and beginning of August. We didn't bother enough to even check the date everyday. In fact, we didn't care at all.

I step out of our cozy beach cabin, a place that I've grown so fond of this summer. I don't know how Mattheo managed to get us a place this beautiful to stay in for such a long time, but you won't hear me complain.

It was small, but so adorable. It was perfect for us both and it's already so full of memories. We made it into our home and it made me so sad to think that it won't be ours forever.

Me and Mattheo only talked about doing something like this. About getting away from everyone and everything and just be us both, together. But when two months ago he told me we would be away for the whole summer, I was shocked to my core.

My surprise quickly turned into happiness and excitement, since I have never said yes to something so fast. As soon as the year ended, we dipped out of Hogwarts like a flying broom chasing the speed of light.

My bare feet walk down the wooden flight of stairs before touching the sand that I've become so familiar with. A sunset that could mesmerise even the most evil wizards and witches displays on the evening sky, a crinkling smile forming on my face just by the sight.

My bare body shivers slightly when a soft breeze caresses it, making me question if I should go put on some clothes, but I quickly brush the thought of my mind. I was so used to wearing my red bikini that I had on me now, that it would feel strange if I wore something that actually covered me. I had Mattheo's white blouse over my arms, the buttons open as it swayed gently.

Over the distance, close to the shore I see Mattheo sitting on the sand, his back to me as he had his gaze on the ocean in front of him. Even from afar and doing something simple as being sat down, he still looks so pretty.

My feet start moving out of instinct, the walk from from our cabin to the water is as familiar as breathing air. I've grown so fond of this place, so in love with it. The smell of the salty sea has become my favourite, especially because it's become our natural scent.

The sound of waves becomes clearer with every step that I take, but my ears pick up something playing that sounds like a tune. My eyes squint and I notice a small device on Mattheo's left, the sand making it difficult to spot at first sight. The tune blends in with the sounds of nature surrounding it, creating a more unique melody.