Resided in You - Mattheo Riddle

17: ''I don't fly.''

Sunday 29th September 1996

"Please." Theo pleads for the what Thea assumes must be at least the fifth time, pulling Draco round by his shoulder. 

"Theodore if you lay a hand on me again i'll break your fingers." Draco glares at the hand on his shoulder, his own hands raised like he's struggling to prevent them connecting with Theo's jaw.

"Oh my fucking Merlin." Theo shoves him away, turning around before Draco has a chance to retaliate. He immediately spots Thea and Daphne on the staircase, his face lighting up once more. "Ah, Theaaa."

"Oh god." Thea groans unsurely, shifting her gaze to the others around the room for some kind of indication at what he's about to ask. Draco drops into the sofa beside Blaise, both looking bored and tired. Pansy is filing her nails on the chaise lounge, seeming completely absent from the discussion whatsoever. Riddle is sprawled across a whole sofa to himself, his arm thrown over his eyes as if the dull common room light is too much for him. Enzo is sat in the armchair, his gaze circling the room waiting for some larger or more exciting event which most likely won't occur. 

"I am so bored. Will you, please, come to the quidditch pitch with me?" Theo starts making his way over towards the girls, obviously desperate after all his failed attempts. 

"Oh." Thea stops at the bottom of the stairs. "Is that it?"

"No one wants to come. I'm the captain." He exclaims, before stopping in a momentary realisation, standing up straight and turning back to the seating area. "I'm your team captain so if i ask you to come to the pitch you should bloody well come." 

"Theo give it a resttt." Blaise lolls his head over the back of the sofa. 

"Mattheo?" Theo takes another step back in the other direction. "Usually you jump at the opportunity."

"I was going to say yes." Mattheo lifts his arm up, "Now...." He hesitates. "I'll stay here thanks." 

Thea watches him as he lays back down, incredibly certain that he wasn't talking about Theo's persistent attitude, rather making a reference to her now invitation.

"Fucking hell." He continues to mutter under his breath. "So Thea." Theo turns back to her once again, "Is that such in awful request?"

"I did assume it was going to be something dreadful, based on the whole broken finger threat." Thea drops down the last step, walking alongside Daphne to the empty sofa opposite the fireplace. 

"Dracos just a pussy that's all." Theo waves it off, continuing to stand above Mattheo sofa. 

"I'm not a pussy Nott, i just want to relax and enjoy my Sunday afternoon." 

"Sorry, should i have called you an old man instead?" 

"Forgive me for wanting a bit of peace for 5 minutes." Dracos huffs as he talks, his whole body shifting forward. 

"Lazy." Theo mutters, just loud enough for him to hear. He's got an amused expression on his face, waiting for Dracos eruption.

"I swear to Merlin-"

"Oh shut upppp Malfoy." Pansy interrupts calmly, rubbing her temples. 

"ME?!" Draco throws himself upright. "He's the one-"

"OH MY GOD." Enzo suddenly rises from his chair, hands and voice raised like a parent. "Can we all just stop bickering and name calling and please all just be nice to each other. Please. I've got a bloody headache."

The awkward silence invades the room momentarily, no one sure whether to speak or to even move. It feels like it goes on forever, before Pansy lets out an odd snorting noise, followed by her and everybody else bursting out into laughter.