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My day started off with professor Lupins class.
"Today we will be studying a new charm, but first, any guesses as to what is in there?"
He spoke, pointing at an old wooden wardrobe that was shaking erratically as if it was filled with anxiety.
The whole class fell into conversation. Students curious to find out what was rattling inside.
"I don't think i want to fucking know"
Blaise lent into my ear and whispered as Draco raised his eye brows in agreement. I just smiled in response.
"That's a boggart that is"
Dean added.
"very good Mr. Thomas"
The professor smiled, nodding at the boy.
Moments later, everyone's attention was focused on the class room door opening and a familiar brunette boy walking through.
"Sorry sir, i got lost"
Mattheo said, making eye contact with me as he did. Nothing makes sense with him. Why the hell would the dark lord's son come to Hogwarts when his father is literally the most feared enemy to the school?! More of the point, why would Dumbledore be so clueless to actually let him in?
"Very well, let's continue shall we?"
Conversations died down as students proceeded to listen to the professor.
"Now, can anybody tell me what a boggart looks like?"
He said, phrasing the 'look' in a high pitched tone.
"No one knows"
Hermione explained, all eyes turning to her.
"When did she get here?"
Ron Weasley questioned. He has got a point. I don't remember her walking in.
Hermione rolled her eyes at the red hair and opened her mouth to continue.
"Uhh here we go"
I mumbled, trailing my eyes off of her.
"Boggarts are shapeshifters...they take the shape of...."
The rest of her words suddenly faded as i locked eyes with the same brunette boy that had been appearing constantly.
His deep brown eyes almost hypnotising me as if he was casting some kind of spell. The affect he had on me was unbearable. But why? He's been in my life for not even 24 hours and i'm already mesmerised by him. The eye contact was intense and felt to meaningful to be excused.
"Y/n, why don't you have a go"
I immediately snapped out of my daze as the world around me became visible again.
"W-what?"
The class filled with laughter as professor Lupin placed his thumb and index finger on his forehead and began to press down his fingers in annoyance.
"What i mean is umm...i-...uhh...Malfoy should go first!"
I spat, doing anything i could to get out of whatever it was i had gotten nominated to do. This is all Riddle's fault.
"What!"
Draco's head snapped up unhesitatingly while Blaise burst into laughter playfully hitting him on the forearm.
I mouthed the word 'sorry' in a caring way, although the blonde just continued to glare at me feeling pitty for himself.
"Miss Taylor, i do believe i asked you"
The teacher insisted, holding his arm out signally for me to walk up to the front of the line everyone had formed in the classroom, directly opposite the oak closet.
I let out a loud sigh of defeat earning an irritating chuckle from Draco.
As the class fell silent, i took my place at the front of the queue.
"Just for, you know, clarification, what is it i have to-"
I began.
"Picture the thing you fear the very most and simply say, 'Riddikulus'...on my command...ready?"
I smiled in agreement, sort of feeling bad that he knew i hadn't been paying attention. Again. This is all Riddle's fault.
The wardrobe opened slowly, revealing a heavy breathe from me. I closed my eyes thinking of my deepest fear. My brain wondered aimlessly searching for an answer, unlocking traumatic experiences i've never wanted to think of again. But somehow...there was nothing.
"C'mon, c'mon"
i whispered clenching my eyes shut even more.
I could hear the chatter of students around me.
"Uhhh it's not working! Why isn't it working?"
I cried, hurling my eyes open demanding answers.
"So what, your like fearless?"
An amused Slytherin spoke from the back of the room, sending more conversation and gossip around the class.
"Wha- sir?!"
I don't understand. I have fears! Right?
"Class dismissed...we will continue next week"
Lupin told, receiving many sighs in return.
Once everyone had left, i stood for a moment hoping to get an response from Lupin.
"All honestly, What does this mean?" ...
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If only (Mattheo X Y/n)
Teen FictionHe who must not be named's son has been assigned to take the life off a fellow student at Hogwarts, but he needs to find a way to get close to her in order for his little plan to work. But what happens if he gets to close to her? What would his fath...
