Mattheo- The room of requirement
a little bit of smut-warning
Mattheo and I have known each other for a couple years although nothing has ever happened we remained friends. But still the thought did come across my mind multiple times. I had to just push it aside though to make sure it didn't tear myself apart. Like that one time when we were in our 5th year, the first year Mattheo started to attend hogwarts and he was all by himself. and even though I knew who he was like everyone else, he looked lonely and kind of cute. I knew though if I was going to sexually involve myself with him I would turn into a slut and even worse, maybe even his slut. I hated having that idea. Everything soon changed though when later that year I knew we could just be friends as he never made a move on me and by the way he acted towards me, he would even talk about girls infront of me and would try and get me to set him up. Even though I would never and spilled very little on that topic.
I hated that day, I thought at first I hated it though. It was Valentine's day and I had just gone on a, what I thought, a successful date with some random gryffindor boy. I thought we got along really well and I genuinely thought he liked me. That was until he decided to take me to a lake and leave me there saying that he didn't like how we were so much alike. His ego was so high up his ass that he told me his reputation would go down if he took a step down to date me. I couldn't believe it, I absolutely raged. I don't even regret that black eye I gave him sending him into the lake.
After that I still was angry so I ran all the way back to hogwarts and ran to the Slytherin common room, at least that was supposed to be my destination until a set of black vine like doors appeared next to me as I stormed down the hallway almost out of breath.
Filled with curiosity and having nothing else to do, i explored the new adventure set out in front of me.
Cautiously opening the door I gasped seeing what was laid out in front of my eyes. I had heard rumors and stories about the room of requirement before but never had I ever before actually come across it, which was strange to me seen as though I passed down this corridor almost everyday.
It was a gym full of every possible workout machine you could ever imagine. Although one thing stood out to me, out of every machine there was one of each, except the punching bags at the end of the room, to which there were multiple of. Almost as if it knew what I wanted, I mean it was in the name.
I ran over to them seeing a drawer full of different types of wraps. rummaging through them to find my favorite type. After finishing that up, I did it, I threw all my feelings into that bag until I had no more, so full of emotions I wasn't even sure if I sweating so much or if I was crying, maybe a little bit of both. But I continued on, so full of rage. Telling myself over and over again. I am not anyones toy. I will not be tossed around like some useless doll. I am worth so much more. That idiot doesn't even know myself entirely and therefore couldn't judge me.
I don't even know how long I was punching, kicking and just plain out throwing my hands at that stupid bag but once I had completely drained my body of all its energy I finally collapsed to the floor and started crying. Just silently crying, letting the tears flow around myself mercilessly.
My face went straight, my body on full alert, senses heightened. I wasn't alone. Creeping over towards the targets I found my hands on a couple of throwing knives, sneaking to the corner where the door was from earlier. I couldn't see anybody but I stayed on full alert not letting my instincts float away, trusting them.
"Boo" he whispered in my ear
With a blood curdling scream I turned around and swiped him across the cheek with the knife
"Oh my god! Mattheo, are you okay?" I shrieked
"You are feisty, I should have known better than to sneak up on you I just thought it would be funny to scare you."
"oh it's deep, let me take care of it." I said ashamed of my action
"Nah it will be fine, I came to see what you were doing. I was bored"
"Oh, I figured you would be screwing someone, and don't be silly I will fix it up for you."
"wow, harsh" he said chuckling
Leading him over to the newly appeared couch, he didn't seem to argue with me. I have a lot of experience when it comes to deep cuts, but only literal ones the mental ones are the ones that scar me the most.
"Come on I'll be fine" he whined
"No really it is not that big of a deal, I know what I'm doing. How did you find me anyway?"
"Magic"
I snorted, he wasn't one who was much for jokes but he seemed to have been lately, around me at least.
"There, almost there, and I got it, you are all fixed up."
"Thanks" he almost whispered after a slight wince.
"Why were you looking for me?"
"I just was curious how your date was"
"Oh really? you usually don't want to talk about that kinda stuff, you only usually want to talk about other girls."
"Well right now I want to talk about you."
I couldn't tell was he trying to be sweet? He still made me blush though
"Well I thought the date went fine...but that was until he basically told me that if he dates me he would lose his popularity" I said with tears in my eyes, I normally wouldn't be this sensitive, but actually talking about it made it seem even more real. I noticed how much he was looking at me tonight, it was unusual for him.
"Why are you staring at me?"
"Because you are breathtaking and I can't believe it has taken me this long to wake up."
"What are you talking about?"
"You know what I am talking about. I am not completely clueless."
"I have no idea what you are talking about." I said acting defiant
"Yeah whatever, never mind, this was a mistake" He said getting up.
I don't know what got into me but I grabbed his arm, almost as if it was an instinct. I pulled him back down to the couch and we leaned into each other. I never thought I would be this turned on by him, I guess I just never let myself think about it, I forbid it from my mind, but unlocking everything I have kept away felt invigorating and I loved it. He pulled me closer to deepen the kiss before slowly pulling away to look into my eyes.
"I can't believe I am saying this but I love you."
"I love you too, and I always have, I just...don't want to lose you. if we are going to do this we have to take it slow. I can't handle losing you. You are the best thing that has happened to me."
"Are you kidding me you are the best thing that has happened to me, my only mission when I got here was to kill everyone and try to bring my father back, but then I fell in love with you."
The next hour we spent there laying on that couch. Most of the time was spent in silence but we also talked a little bit, tried to get to know more about each other, besides what we already knew.
Then I lost control of myself and despite wanting to take things slow I rested my hand on his neck and leaned in
He immediately leaned in too and we started to make out.
Right then and there, I couldn't help it
I had this deep urge and passion for him that just came out of me
I guess we have never really been truly by ourselves, and maybe that's what did it.
I felt his hands then start to explore, as our mouths got sloppier and more entangled. Down my arm and he left his hand seated right at my waist
That was when there was a new feeling, the heat between my legs grew as his tongue entered my mouth. I startled myself when I started to moan and felt his bulge grow beneath me.
He makes me lose my mind. My hand slowly started to make its way down to his pants and pressed down, right there. with a deep groan he reaches his other hand around my leg and pulls me so I am sitting right in his lap, then I started to lightly grind my hips against his bulge
there are no words to describe the fireworks that are screaming and trying to escape my chest, and before I knew it he was tugging at my shirt and I slipped it off, then my leggings started to slowly be pulled down until I was left in my undergarments and he smiled, pulling his shirt off as well.
his lips finally leaving mine travelled their way across my neck, leading to more deep moans to escape my mouth. my hands then traced circles across his chest and caused him to flip me over, taking control. he slipped off his pants and knelt down in between my legs
My head slammed back into the couch as he slipped my panties off at a torturously slow pace...
