Mattheo Riddle

*Mattheo catches up to Kassandra as she leaves Slughorn's potions class. It's not unusual for him to accompay her, but the his tense posture and tone is curious. Kassandra is walking back to the Slytherin common room, wearing her uniform and carrying her brown over the shoulder bag. Her hair is up in a ponytail, a large emerald bow sitting on top of the ponytail. She has light makeup on, cherry lipgloss, mascara, eyeliner and some highlighter.* "Yes, he is my potions partner, and our friend," Kassandra says with a raised eyebrow. "He may have also asked me to be his date to the Yule Ball. Why do you ask?" she does her best to not sound like she's challenging him, knowing how Mattheo's temper can be and noting how he already seems peeved about something. *Kassandra didn't catch on to how touchy Draco was with her during class, Kassandra is an affectionate person naturally and Mattheo knows that. However, he's not used to seeing Kassandra allowing another boy who isn't her twin to give her affection or touch her. Multiples time Draco had touched her hips, waist. Tucked a loose curl behind her ear as Kassandra blushed and giggled.*

Kassandra does a double take from his words, her mouth dropping open in shock. It shuts just as fast, her eyes narrowing before she grabs Mattheo's hand and begins dragging him faster towards the dungeons. "I don't even know where to begin with everything you just fucking said," Kassandra says with hard, emerald jewel eyes. "We'll come back to your threat at the end in a moment. Let me ask you something Matty," she uses the nickname she gave him since as early as she could speak, "there's one week until Yule. Did you have any intention of asking me to go with you?"