𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙇𝙀𝙎𝙎 | mattheo riddle

12 | all night long

The relief that Layla felt as soon as that tense assembly was over, was astronomical. She quickly gets up and heads out of the Great Hall, in hope to make it to her dorm quickly, get her things, and start her day of school without anything chaotic happening.

But something was going to happen, she could feel it. She kept in her mind that she needs to remember to act as if everything that happened last night, never happened. Otherwise, her secrets will be spilled.

As she's dragging Astoria and Pansy with her, wanting to get out of that hall as quickly as possible, she suddenly bumps into Ryle.

"That's your boyfriend right?" Astoria whispers to Layla.

"Yep, sure is." She replies. "Hey Ryle!" She says nervously and he looks down at her angrily. "Uh, what's wrong?"

"I'll tell you what's wrong." He says aggressively, grabbing onto her wrist and pulling her to a side in the hallway, as students walking past stare at them.

"Ryle? What are you doing?" Layla laughs nervously, looking at her boyfriend confused.

"Where were you last night?"

"At the ball?"

"Don't act so oblivious."

Oblivious. How ironic.

"I- I was there with Astoria but then I wasn't feeling so well so I headed to my dorm and fell asleep."

"Why don't I believe you?" He asks, backing me up slowly to the wall behind me.

"Uh- Ryle? I don't know what you mean..."

"You've been avoiding me, tell me why." He growls, gripping onto her wrists tightly.

"Ryle- you're hurting me!"

"You've been cheating on me. Haven't you? Who's the guy?"

"I'll take her from here." A voice suddenly says, approaching the couple.

Layla instantly recognises his voice and catches sight of him and his crew, walking up to Ryle.

Mattheo.

She watches as he rolls up his sleeves, picking up his pace before he suddenly throws a punch at Ryle, hitting him square in the jaw.

"What the fuck!?" Layla squeals, startled by the sudden violence.

Ryle spits the blood out from the injury caused by Mattheo and he looks at him confused.

"What the fuck dude!?" Ryle shouts, and Mattheo's boys who are surrounding Ryle snigger.

"Man, that was a nasty right hook!" Dylan laughs.

"So I'm guessing you're the boyfriend?" Mattheo says with a smirk, tilting his head and then sending Ryle a death glare.

"And I'm guessing you're the bitch who hooked up with my girlfriend, am I right?" Ryle responds, holding up his fists, ready to continue the fight.

"Yeah, you're certainly right. She was with me, all night long."

Layla's jaw drops, watching the two of them with their fists raised.

"What the hell is going on?" Layla asks, switching her gaze from Ryle to Mattheo.

She needs answers.

"Layla! Are you okay!?" Luna asks, her sweet voice approaching Layla as she embraces her into a hug, holding her close as a crowd seems to form around the two boys.

In an instant Ryle attempts to throw a punch at Mattheo, but fails miserably as Mattheo hits him with an upper cut, straight to the jaw once again.

"Ten galleons, Mattheo's going to win." Enzo says to Blaise who's standing beside him.

"Deal." He replies, giving him a fist bump as they both watch the fight intensely, as do the rest of the crowd who are cheering the fight on.

More punches are thrown until a group of Gryffindors arrive.

"What the hell is happening Ryle!?" Harry Potter shouts, approaching them with his gang.

"Well, well. Look who's arrived." Mattheo sniggers.

"It's Puny Potter in the flesh!" Enzo remarks.

"It's an honour." Theodore says, both him and Enzo bowing down, bursting out into a fit of laughter with the rest of the Slytherins.

"Hit him!" One of the Gryffindors shout, and Ryle rushes up to Mattheo but stops mid air, freezing all of a sudden.

Everyone stares in confusion.

"I can't move!" Ryle says through gritted teeth, and the Slytherins begin laughing.

"That is enough!" Professor McGonagall exclaims, finally making an appearance, with her wand out, pointing at Ryle.

McGonagall casting a freezing spell during a fight was a classic move.

Mattheo holds his bloody hands up in surrender and takes a few steps back, sniggering and trying to hold in his laughs with his boys.

"Martinez, Stokes and Lopez! To my office, now!" She shouts, and Layla's eyes open wide.

"Why me!?" Layla protests.

"Get to my office! No arguments!"

The three of them walk to her office, with McGonagall keeping a beady eye on them as she follows from behind.

They finally arrive at her office and the three of them take a seat, Layla sitting in the middle of Mattheo and Ryle.

She takes a glance over at Mattheo, who's slouched in his chair with a smirk, looking as if he hasn't a care in the world.

"Right. I don't care who started what, all three of you were involved some how so I'm inflicting you all with detention."

"But professor-"

"Shut up Mr Stokes. This isn't the time."

Mattheo sniggers at the professor's response.

"After school today I want you all in the History of Magic classroom. It needs a good clean and this would be a great opportunity to do so. I will be taking your wands, so no magic allowed. Understood?"

"Yes professor." The three of them say in unison.

"Right, off to your first period. And Ryle, go get that jaw fixed. Madam Pomfrey will be in the hospital wing."

Ryle storms off and once Mattheo and Layla are left alone in the hallway, the tension between them is too obvious,

and they both know it.