I do not own anything. Written by M~

Matthew walked through the corridors of Hogwarts. So far he hadn't made any friends and was pretty sure his time there would suck, part from all the magic and ghosts and what not. He saw his brother sprinting towards him and was tackled to the ground. With a sigh, he patted his brother's back as a signal to let him up.

"MATTIE! I MISSED YOU!" Alfred screamed at his younger brother.

"Calm down Alfred. I saw you at breakfast this morning in the great hall before Quidditch practice," replied Matthew.

" I know but you are in a different house than me so I missed you and we never talk any more. By the way, which house are you again? I guess I've forgotten it. Also have you seen Arthur? He went off with Ron and I can't find him," the American babbled on.

" I'm afraid I haven't. Now excuse me since I have to get to class," Matthew said. Alfred shrugged and ran off. The Canadian bent down and started to pick up his books that he dropped when he was tackled by his brother. Of course his brother couldn't remember Hufflepuff since it was the forgotten house like how he was a forgotten country. He started to gather them one by one when all of a sudden there was a book in front of his face. He looked up to see an awkward looking man holding his book.

"Here, I think you dropped this, this is taught by the new teacher right? The one from Germany I think. I'm Neville by the way," the new man said.

"Oh, um, thank you very much. I'm Matthew from Hufflepuff," the shy blonde said.

"I know. You sit across from me at your table in the great Hall and since you're pretty cute and all I was looking for a chance to talk to you. We have Magical Aftereffects together with the French professor," the taller man started to babble. Neville scratched the back if his head shyly. He looked to the ground then up with a slight blush.

"May I walk you to class? That is if you want to of course..." he said.

With a surprised look and light pink dusted his cheeks, he nodded his head. They slowly walked down the hall chatting about this and that. In Matthew's mind, they arrived at their destination too quickly. He was enjoying his time with Neville and wanted to see him again.

"Can we, ummm, walk together again later?" Matthew asked quietly.

Neville looked surprised but gave a nice smile. After class, Neville was waiting for Matthew. They walked next to each other making light conversation and getting to know each other better.

"You are Alfred's brother?" asked Neville surprisingly.

"Yes that's right. Do you have any siblings?" Matthew responded.

Neville abruptly stopped walking and gave Matthew a forlorn. Matthew came closer as tears stated to fill Neville's eyes. He went up on his tippy toes and wiped them away.

"I'm sorry if I brought up bad memories," the blonde said sadly.

"It's alright. I'll tell you later, it's just I don't want you to treat me differently," Neville said trying to put his brave face on for the smaller one. The continued the rest of the way in silence. It was at least a comfortable atmosphere when they walked into the class. Francis gave Matthew a questioning glance about his new friend. Matthew decided that playing oblivious was the best option to use against the Frenchman so he tilted his head, with huge doe eyes then bringing a quizzical finger to his lips he asked, "Is there something wrong, Professor Bonnefoy?"

"Non, nothing is wrong Mattieu," Francis said as he reached for a handkerchief to stop his sudden nosebleed. Matthew skipped off to his seat and smiled at Neville who had his mouth gaping at what he just witnessed. Maybe Hogwarts wouldn't be that bad after all.