Mattheo Riddle |18+|

Chapter 18

I entered Charms class and sat at my usual spot next to Hermione. Sam sat next to me where Cedric used to. Cedric was now sitting with some random Hufflepuff guys and Matteo who once sat next to me at this spot as well...was now sitting on the other side of the room with a bunch of girls. "Don't pay attention to him, y/n. He doesn't deserve you." Sam whispered to my ear. I caught Matt's sight and quickly looked away "You're right, Sam. There's so many people out there, why should I focus on the one that made me suffer the most ?" "Who made you suffer ?" Hermione joined in. "N- Nobody, don't worry." I smiled. "I guess you won't tell me at all. So, Sam, who made her suffer ?" she asked. Sam looked at me before answering "Nobody, don't worry. I'll protect her at any cost so if one day someone decides to mess with her, you won't see them around ever again." Hermione didn't seem to believe him but she couldn't ask more anyway because Professor Flitwick had now entered the classroom.

The teacher started the class by telling us what we will be doing so I wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying. Instead, I turned my head towards Sam, he wasn't paying attention either. "Thanks for not telling her" I whispered in his ear. "That's what friends are made for" he whispered back. I could feel his breath on my skin and his lips briefly touching my ear "Sure. Always good to have friends..and handsome friends are even better, I mean, you know, being handsome equals being kind...yeah same thing." I stopped there, why was I so fucking embarrassing right now ? I looked at him discreetly, he was smiling, it's a good sign. "Sorry, that was weird." I looked down at my feet. "Nah, it was kinda cute, don't worry." he winked at me. My eyes widened at his words and I quickly looked at Hermione to see if she heard anything, but she didn't seem to.

"Will you please stop chit chatting, I'm trying to teach a class here !!" Professor Flitwick said angrily. I decided on focusing on his class as I thought he was talking to me, but he was actually facing Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson...and Matteo. These three had just started hanging out together, but Pansy acted like she was dating both of them at the same time...as if she was hot enough to be with him... I mean them...Draco and Matteo...both of them...

Class was dismissed and we headed to our next class. "Do you like the teacher ?" Sam asked me on our way there. "Yeah, kind of, not one of my favorites, but still. Do you ?" "Well, yes, but to be honest, what I like is sitting next to you...as friends." "You don't have to precise 'friends' each time you tell me something nice, Sylvestrus." "Don't call me that, I love it when you say my first name...buddy." he whispered to my ear. I looked at him and I hit his head with my Potions book. "That hurts." he said, pouting. "I know, words hurt." I replied. We looked at each other and laughed.

In Transfiguration, I sat next to Hermione. I gave Sam one last look before facing the teacher. "How are things going with Merlin's descendant ?" She smirked. "He has a name, you know, but things are going pretty well, we are...good friends." I said. "You sure are." "What is that supposed to mean ?" I asked. "What ? We've had this conversation already, haven't we ? I think you'd be perfect with Sam." She winked at me. "Well, maybe, but I really like our friendship...and there's M-" I stopped, placing my hand over my mouth to prevent me from saying more. "What were you going to say ?" "Nothing." "Y/n ! It better not be about Matteo Riddle. He's no good." "Don't worry about me, seriously, 'Mione." "I don't want to find you crying in your room over some boys. You're stupid when it comes to boys apparently, there are plenty of cute guys who like you and you still end up choosing the worst of them." "Are you serious right now ? Harry is your best friend, I get it. I do really like him but it's not my fault if my heart can't love him as much as he loves me...same with Cedric, you practically forced me into a relationship with him. You can't control my life, okay ? You can give me some piece of advice but stop controlling me !" "Controlling you ? I don't remember forcing you to do anything. It's your fault if you don't speak up and tell clearly how you feel. You're my best friend, y/n, really, but right now you're just acting like a bitch." "What did you call me ?" I shouted and got up from my seat, that was going way too far. "I think you heard me well !" Hermione jumped off her seat and shouted back.