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"hi, pretty girl," mattheo greeted y/n, leaning in with a mischievous grin, his lips brushing against hers softly.
"hi, babe," she replied, returning his kiss, though lingering just a bit longer. the warmth of his touch always made her feel at ease.
"heading to quidditch practice?" he asked, noticing her broom tucked under her arm.
"yeah, well duh, i'm their captain," y/n said, giving him a playful wink as she adjusted her uniform.
"let's go then, i wanna watch you," he smirked, grabbing her hand. his grip was firm yet gentle, and she couldn't help but laugh.
"okay, stalker," she teased, rolling her eyes but squeezing his hand back. mattheo pulled her closer, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist in a hug that made her heart race. after a brief moment of enjoying the warmth of his embrace, they headed toward the quidditch field.
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on the field, y/n was deep in conversation with her teammates, strategizing for their upcoming game, when she felt a tap on her shoulder. turning around, she found herself face-to-face with anna, the ravenclaw captain.
"can i help you?" y/n asked, a slight edge to her voice.
"you guys are done. we're taking the field now," anna said, arms crossed, her tone clipped.
y/n frowned. "what? we still have like 30 minutes left. i'm confused."
"so? get off already," anna groaned, rolling her eyes.
y/n narrowed her gaze, her patience slipping. "what the fuck is your problem?" she snapped, dropping her broom in frustration.
"my problem? you," anna muttered under her breath, her words barely audible but enough to set y/n off.
before she knew it, y/n shoved anna roughly, sending her stumbling back. anna gasped and retaliated, shoving y/n in return. the tension snapped like a whip.
without a second thought, y/n threw a punch, her fist connecting with anna's jaw. the impact knocked anna back, but she quickly recovered, grabbing y/n by the hair and yanking her to the ground. the two were tangled in a flurry of fists and wild energy as they fought, hands grasping, fists flying. y/n landed another punch, this time harder, her knuckles colliding with anna's face as she pinned her down.
a sharp sting in her mouth caused y/n to pause momentarily, wiping at the corner of her lips. blood. her anger flared even hotter as she threw another punch, harder than before, and leaned over anna.
"don't fuck with me, bitch!" y/n shouted, her voice filled with fury as she glared down at anna.
suddenly, she felt strong hands grabbing her shoulders, pulling her away from the fight. she turned to see mattheo, his expression a mix of shock and disbelief.
"baby, what the hell did you just do?" he asked, his voice somewhere between concern and amusement.
y/n wiped the blood from her face with a smirk. "she fucked around and found out," she said, her tone casual, almost laughing despite the chaos.
mattheo chuckled, shaking his head. "that was kinda hot," he admitted, his signature smirk returning. "but seriously, baby, you've gotta be more careful. i don't want you getting hurt over stupid people like her."
y/n shrugged, unfazed. "she deserved every punch," she said matter-of-factly.
before mattheo could respond, a loud, stern voice echoed across the field.
"miss y/l/n!" they both turned to see professor snape storming toward them, professor mcgonagall close behind. both of them looked far from pleased.
"two weeks of detention and 20 points deducted from slytherin!" snape barked, his expression icy as his gaze flickered between y/n and anna, who was being helped up by mcgonagall. "same goes for miss clearwater," he added with a deadly glare.
y/n sighed, rubbing her forehead. "great," she muttered under her breath. "i'm fine. i just need to clean up," she said, glancing at mattheo.
"i'll help you, okay?" he offered, his voice softening as he cupped her face, wiping the remaining blood from her lips with his thumb. leaning in, he kissed her gently, and y/n kissed him back, feeling the warmth and care in his touch.
together, they left the field, heading toward the hospital wing, mattheo's arm protectively around her shoulders as she leaned into him, trying to forget the sting of her injuries and the punishment awaiting her.
a/n : guys i posted on my tiktok account !! 🙌 finally, i wanted to make vids on tt for fun so if you wanna watch it that'll be cool
