Shadows of Slytherin Book 1

Dani

After class, my eagerness to find Mattheo led me on a search throughout the school. It wasn't until I ended up in the library, its closing time fast approaching, that I found him busy with his studies. The room was nearly empty, making it quieter than it already was.

As I approached him from behind, a mischievous spark ignited within me. I couldn't resist the urge to tease him. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I leaned down, "So, you were so distracted by me that you had to seek refuge in the library to do your homework, huh?"

Mattheo turned his head, his eyes meeting mine, a playful grin adorning his face. He closed his notebook, "Actually, no. I was secretly hoping you would find me here all along."

Curiosity piqued, I raised an eyebrow, "Oh really? And what's the reason behind that?"

His voice filled with a hint of mystery, Mattheo leaned in closer, drawing me into his conspiratorial plan. "Because, my love, the library is closing in approximately ten minutes, and I have something special in mind for both of us."

 "And tell me, Mattheo, is this plan of yours going to get us in trouble?"

With a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, he leaned in even closer, his breath tickling my ear as he whispered, "Only if we get caught, my dear."

A warm smile spread across my face and I looked at him. "Well then, I suppose we better not get caught." In that moment, Mattheo closed the remaining distance between us, kissing me softly.

He gently pulls away from me, his voice barely above a whisper. "Come on," he urges, his eyes filled with excitement. Reluctantly, I release my arms from around him, allowing him to stand up He quickly gathers his belongings and stuffs them into his bag. Taking my hand in his, he leads us swiftly through the library, ascending the stairs to the upper level.

With a cautious glance around, he ensures that we remain unseen by prying eyes. Finding refuge behind a bookshelf, I swiftly retrieve the invisibility cloak from my bag. As I hold it up, Mattheo's curious expression prompts me to answer his unspoken question.

"Did Harry let you borrow that?" Mattheo whispers.

A mischievous grin spreads across my face, mirroring the twinkle in my eyes. "Of course..." I reply, Mattheo raising an eyebrow inquiringly. "No. But I promise I'll give it back."

A playful smile dances on Mattheo's lips as he shakes his head in mock disapproval. "My little thief," he murmurs affectionately. Leaning down, he brushes his lips against mine, the proximity making my body press against the solid bookshelf behind me. With a tender touch, he takes hold of the cloak and skillfully wraps it around the both of us.

This wasn't the first occasion when I snatched the invisibility cloak from Harry; it has become a recurring act, particularly for the daring adventures I embark on with Mattheo. I firmly believe it's only fair for me to make use of it as well, considering that it originally belonged to our father.

Undoubtedly, Harry becomes upset whenever I take the cloak without asking. Yet, what would siblings be without a little healthy stealing from one another? After all, it's not as if he doesn't steal my broom on numerous occasions, especially since he broke his. 

We stood in silence, our eyes fixed on the dimming lights that gradually dimmed in the library. The heavy wooden door closed with a soft thud, sealing us in a realm of secrecy. Mattheo and I sought refuge beneath the invisibility cloak, lingering a few more minutes to ensure we were truly alone. Within those few minutes, Mattheo's fingers delicately twirled the curls of my hair, his playful touch sending a shiver down my spine. We found comfort in the beauty of each other's presence, savoring the emptiness that surrounded the room, offering a sanctuary for our stolen affections.