𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕕- 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕠 𝕣𝕚𝕕𝕕𝕝𝕖

16-

-y/n's pov- 

I'm so tired , my god. We've learned two dances already. 

"Let's begin with finding a partner and practicing together."  Magonagall says , gesturing for us to stand up. All the girls murmur excitedly. I slump in my chair. Good lord. I roll my eyes. 

"Go on , gentlemen. Find a lady!" I can see Mattheo, hands on his knees , hair falling before his eyes, He looks really good. Honestly , when he gaze settles on me , i shift in my chair nervously. I sigh and get up , walking over to a boy at the back. His hair is falling before his eyes , and he's looking at his feet. I hold my hand infront of him and wiggle my fingers. He looks up , blowing out a breath. 

"I told you , i don't dance." I grab his head between my hand , squeezing his cheeks. 

"You said you would do this for me , theo." He looks to the side. 

"I promise it'll be fun." I let him go and grab his hand , tearing him away. 

"What if i break my ankle."  I turn around , eyebrows raised." The music has started playing , and people have started dancing. 

"Just trust me , slint-head." I can see Mattheo glaring from over his shoulder as i forcefully place his hand on my waist , hand reaching up to cup the nape of his neck , bringing it close. Forgot how tall he was. My heart is beating so fast. I can see his eyes focused on as he licks his lips. Fucking hell. 

"You okay ?" 

"Yea-yea. Just don't take your hand off." We sway around , for a little while , until he twirls me around , hands landing on my waist before he gently shoves me away , hand still in mine. 

"Now ladies , twirl into the person behind you." I twirl , and land against him , back pressed to the lower half of his chest. I can feel it against my back. Oh god. 

"Now , twirl into the person at your right." I sigh. Oh thank fucking god. I twirl away watching as Astoria rolls into Theo. A pair of huge hands grab my waist protectively. I can feel the person's breath on my cheek. Shivers spread on my back. 

"Well , hello there." I twirl around , meeting Mattheo's eyes. He's taller than Theo , and i have to crane my neck to look at him. Not literally , figuratively speaking. He pulls me in closer. 

"Not finding it ironic you're here. So , what do you want ?" He chuckles , looking away. My breath catches in my throat as he looks back down , smiling at me , giving the worlds biggest heart-eyes. 

"Quite the dancer.." 

"Mattheo-" He cuts me off , looking to the side. I swear to mother fucking god that jawline could cut fucking metal. 

"You're going with him ?" When he looks back at me , his heart-eyes have disappeared and he's suddenly gone blank. I can't read him. 

"Theo ? Yeah , i mean , you did suggest i should so..." The vein ins his jaw pulses. 

"Sarcasm. I learn from the best." I roll my eyes. 

"Unless you're apologising , good bye." I try to twirl away. His grip is too strong. Reaching up , i bring him close , lips hovering over his. I feel his grip loosen. Bingo. I twirl around , leaving him stranded. I twirl back into Theo. When i turn towards him , he looks confused. 

"You were dancing with him ? Did he touch you ?" I frown. 

"Theo." 

"He's completely capable." I roll my eyes. 

"He better not be touching what's mine." 

"What's yours ? Are you fucking kidding me ?"  I push him away.  He realises. God , i can't even look at him right now. 

"No , y/n , it's not like that. I meant as a friend." I scoff , shoving at his chest as he tries to get closer. 

"y/n , i'm sorry , i didn't mean it." I shake my head , tears rising to my eyes. I turn around and run out. 

"Miss Dolohov ! Miss Dolohov!" I can't hold it in and sob loudly , bursting into the halls. I stumble into the girls bathroom and crumble to the floor. That's all i was to him. A simple fuck. A simple hook up. I tuck my knees against my chest. The door swings open. 

"Y/n ? Y/n !" I get up. That's Mattheo. I take a deep breath. Then he appears in the corner. 

"Oh for fuck's sake , you got me so scared." I break down again , sobbing uncontrollably , mascara running down my cheeks.  I feel his hands wrap around me. 

"Hey , hey. Shhhhhh... It's alright , i've got you." I grab at his shirt , crying and crying , knees going weak and every inch of my body shaking. 

"Look at me. Y/n , look at me." He cups my cheeks. 

"You don't need him. It's fine.  You are a brave , beautiful person , and if he can't see that fuck him." I sniffle. The door gets kicked open again. 

"Get off of her you fucking perv!" Mattheo gets torn away. I see Theo throw a left hook , then blood. Mattheo grabs his nose in pain , groaning. 

"Theo , what the actual fuck !" He pushes Mattheo out , in his moment of vulnerabilty , and locks the door. 

"Y/n , please , listen to me." I take a step back. 

"I spoke before thinking , i am so sorry. Please , forgive me." 

"I'm not yours , Theo. I'm not a fucking object ! I'm not that person anymore. You don't get to just come in here and ruin my fucking life , and i sure as hell don't want your fucking crayola pencil dick , anywhere near me ! Do you get that ?" 

"yes i get that. Can we just start over ? Please. I  miss my best-friend." I look down , wiping at my cheeks. He cups my cheeks. 

"I'm sorry , okay ?" He pulls me into a hug. 

"You didn't have to punch the guy." 

"yes i did." I roll my eyes. 

"You're such a prick." 

"And you're a mean witch. We have that in common." I chuckle and swat at his chest. 

"I'm serious , Theo. This is your last chance." 

"yeah . I know."