Mattheo Riddle [o.s]

pretty please

                               Diana Nott

"Baddie shot o'clock!" I yell with a beaming smile over the cheers of the girls and loud music, my tipsy self throwing the small cup of alcohol into my mouth and swallowing rapidly.

Astoria and Pansy being the huge tolerant alcohol drinkers don't even make a face as they take the shoot like it's water, Astoria immediately ordering another round for the three of us.

"I feel like my ass is out with this skirt!" Pansy says as she literally bends over the bar table, Astoria tilting her head down to properly check under the flashing lights.

"Only like the end of it, but that's okay! It's not the whole ass cheek." Astoria shrugs, playfully gripping Pansy's ass, and I stick my tongue at her like a hungry werewolf, making her match my energy and bite her lower lip playfully before running a hand down my chest as I giggle drunkenly.

"Woah, Di, I don't think your boyfriend would like that." Another voice joins the playful conversation, none other than my brother Theo. I just give him a small frown as he greets Pansy and Astoria with a kiss on the cheek.

"And how would you know what he likes and doesn't like, hm? Are you secretly into him?" I say and jab my finger into his cheek, my voice loud so he can hear me over the music.

I had no idea what I was saying, but the mention of Mattheo makes my shoulders drop, remembering how much I miss him.

"My boyfriend...I miss him." My drunk self mumbles softly, just loud enough for me to hear, the alcohol making me more emotional than I already am.

"Party is fucking crazy tonight. I can't believe we are actually doing this on a Thursday night." Astoria's voice pulls me out of my small trance, my eyes flickering between them three.

"Merlin, no one here is going to show up to class tomorrow. Professor Snape will be pissed. Might choke us all with that cape of his." Pansy says, making me giggle, because it will most probably happen if we're being honest.

"I don't even know why there's a party on a weekday." I say with a wide eyes, shaking my head lightly.

"And yet, here you are, drunk off your arse." Another voice joins in. The familiar pair of green eyes meets mine as I scoff. Our younger brother, Adrian, throws his arm around Theo's shoulders, a cocky grin on his face and a drink in his hand.