Long and Lost

-T R U S T ?-

It was the next morning, I woke up to the sound of knocking on my door. I slowly arose from the silk sheets and made my way towards the noise.

"Hurry up you dimwit it's almost breakfast!" Pansy snapped as I opened the latch, revealing her stood there already dressed.

I groaned, moving out the way so she could enter. Pansy shut the door behind her, coughing and spluttering. "It smells of alcohol!" She yelled at me, covering her mouth with her sleeve.

"Oh don't be so pathetic, You'll get used to it.." I sighed pulling on my knee-high socks. I wore a black leather skirt with the rest of my uniform and biker boots. I was well-known around school for breaking the uniform-code. However I didn't mind. No Professor dared to mention it to me.

"Come on, we're going to be late!" Pansy sighed running out of my dorm door, dragging me with her. As I was running, I banged into a hard chest causing my books to spread out on the floor.

"Pansy you fucking idiot!" I spat as she chuckled, still running down the halls.
I gathered my books, quickly. "Nice banging into you!" I chuckled running after Pansy. Little did I know it was the one and only, Mattheo Riddle.

Mattheo Riddle's POV

I was walking down the halls when I saw Raven running after Pansy Parkinson.
Before I knew it, She had collided with my chest, sending her books up in the air.

"Pansy you fucking idiot!" Raven spat, as I heard Pansys chuckles echoing around the hall.

She gathered her books quickly, "Nice banging into you," She chuckled, continuing to run after Pansy.

I smirked to myself, knowing she didn't know who I was. No matter what she did, she always looked and sounded good doing it. She drives me insane, I needed to get my mind off her.

Raven Black's POV

I caught up to Pansy, slapping the back of her head before walking into the great hall.
"Ow! I said I was sorry!" She whined, rubbing the back off her head. I chuckled, stumbling towards our friend group.

"This idiot woke me up," I sighed as Pansy came up behind me. She rolled her eyes as we both sat down. I noticed Blaise was playing with his food, it was odd considering he was like the Slytherin version of Ron Weasley.

"Blaise, you look down." I spoke up as he lifted his head up to look at me. He inhaled deeply, Fiddling with his rings. I waved a piece of chicken in front of his face, making a soft smirk appear on his lips before biting into it. "Knew it, you're still going to tell me what's wrong later. Love youuuu." I chuckled, pulling my bag over my shoulder and walking out of the great hall.

It was Time for Potions. However, I couldn't be arsed to go. Snape always had a grudge with me, It was infuriating.

I decided to explore the castle further, slowly walking through the twisted hallways when I stumbled upon the subtle sound of sobbing coming from a old abandoned bathroom. "Huh?" I murmured to myself, walking closer towards the sound source.

It was a first year, their eyes looked as if they had seen a ghost. "Hey, I'm here," I said, my comforting words making her stand up slowly. I made my way towards her, carefully grabbing her hand. "What's wrong?" I asked softly, caressing her back with my hand.

"My friends- they were saying I will never be a good enough witch," She sighed, sniffling. I felt sorrow rush upon me, "Come on I'm taking you with me," I informed her as she nodded. Smiling at my kindness.

You see, I can be heartless but I know how it feels to be underestimated, Talked down to. She deserves better, so now I'm taking her to potions with me.

-Time Skips-

I pulled open the classroom door as all eyes turned towards me, the small First year girl, still clinging onto my hand. "Let her be, her friends were being bitches," I snapped as Professor Snape turned around, he was confused but didn't dare question me.

I sat down next to Mattheo, placing the girl on my left knee. "Who's this Princess?" He asked, as the girl smiled. (We're going to pretend that first years are only 6-7).
"I'm Elenor," She replied holding out her small hand. Mattheo shuck it, chuckling softly.

(We love a man who likes kids)...
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A.N:
Sorry for not updating much, I will try my best 🖤