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"Nah, you guys always bounce back," George says.

"Yeah, if he's the one for you, he'll come running back," Fred adds.

"I know, I just, I don't know if I can take all the yelling anymore, you know?" I ask.

"Yeah," The twins say in sync.

The great Hall doors open and a boy walks in. He has curly brown hair, dark brown eyes, a scar on his eyebrow, a joint in his hand, and robes on. He walks confidently. My jaw drops, he's gorgeous.

He turns and looks at me, smirking

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He turns and looks at me, smirking. He winks and I turn back to the twins. "Who the hell is that?" I ask, a blush rising to my cheeks.

"I dunno," Fred shrugs.

"Looks like we're about to find out," George adds.

I adjust my Slytherin robes as I watch the boy. "Attention!" Dumbledore yells, "we have a new student joining us today, he'll be in 5th year. His name is Mattheo Riddle and I expect all of you to-" I zone out as we make eye contact again.

Stop, Raiden, you love Draco. Draco. I turn to look at Draco, who's already looking at me, a nasty look on his face. I turn back to Mattheo as the sorting hat is placed on his head.

"Hmm," the hat starts, "another Riddle. We all know who he was. No choice but to put you in- Slytherin!"

Mattheo grins as he walks to the Slytherin table.

"Guys, I'm gonna go say hi," I say to the twins.

"Have fun!" George yells to me. I smile back at them and they're already lost in there own conversation.

I sit next to Mattheo. "I'm Raiden Darke," I say, smiling.

He raises an eyebrow, shaking my hand, "Mattheo Riddle,"

"And I'm Draco Malfoy," Draco says, wrapping a forceful arm around me as he sits next to me. I push his arm away.

"Oh, I know who you are." Mattheo says. Draco backs away, glaring.

"You're gonna love it in Slytherin, we all stick together. You'll have no problem making friends," I say, keeping his eyes on mine.

He looks me up and down, before Mattheo can reply, Draco grabs my wrist angrily. "Ouch, Malfoy, let go," I sneer.

Mattheo watches as Malfoy has his little freak out. "Sorry," I mutter as Draco drags me away, "talk to them!" I point to Tate and Blaise, who are sitting together. He smiles and nods.

"Ow, Malfoy, I'm serious, let me go." I order once we exit the great Hall.

"Flirting with him? Right in front of me?" He exclaims, letting go as he paces into the restroom, I follow.

"Draco, you're so jealous!" I yell.

"I have a reason to be!"

"No, you don't! I met him 3 seconds ago and-"

"You're already head over heals!"

"Shut the fuck up, Malfoy,"

"Maybe if you'd stop being a little brat for 3 seconds!"

"Maybe if you wouldn't take your mommy issues out on me for three seconds." I say through my teeth.

He rolls his eyes and turns away.

"No!" I yell, "look at me! Tell me you love me without that nasty look in your eyes. That lie deep down."

"I do love you!"

"Then, why are you being like this all the God damn time?" I scream, straining my fingers through my hair.

"You don't understand," He mutters.

"Oh, I understand plenty, Draco Malfoy. You're just scared that I'm gonna leave you! It's pathetic! You're like some lost little puppy-"

"Stop."

"-trying to find its way home-"

"Shut up."

"I'm sick of it! I'm sick of you-!"

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" He snaps, swirling around and slapping me in the face.

"You did not," I say, breathlessly.

"Rae-" he says, sorrow in his eyes.

"Fuck you!" I yell, punching his chest.

"I'm sorry, Raiden, I'm sorry, I'll never do it again," he cries.

"Why are you so jealous?" I ask, done hitting him.

"I can't lose you, Rae, you're all I love," He cries.

I hug onto him, the whole hitting me incident fading away.

"I'm so sorry. It was heated, we were both pretty worked up," He says. He's right, we were both worked up. He won't do it again.

"I love you, promise me you'll never leave," He mutters.

"I love you too," I say, burying my head into his chest, "I promise."

He won't do it again. He loves me and I love him. That's all that matters.

I was in the wrong, I shouldn't have yelled, or continued when he told me to stop. It's ok, Draco, I forgive you.

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