In the end, we die (Mattheo Riddle).

All the little smiles

Azia's POV:

That's all I get. After, what? 14 years of friendship, he calls me by my last name? Granted those 14 years wasn't pure friendship. Let me explain. Me and Mattheo Riddle or to me Theo, I've called him that forever, never asking if he preferred it over Mattheo, but he never complained, have known each other since we were two years old, we lived next to each other and we would always play together in our childhood, our families weren't as close as we were, but it was no matter our bond was unbreakable...or so I thought. Come around the first year of Hogwarts he has completely distanced himself from me, I try to engage in conversation he dismisses me and continues on as if he doesn't know me. This goes on for 2 years and I never know why, he doesn't even care to explain. In 3rd year we enter a friend group, not together but separately eventually merging into one. It consists of Me, Theo, Draco, Blaise, Pansy, Astoria, Enzo, and Teddy(Theodore). We all had a tight-knit bond, that was except for me and Theo, he would never talk to me. This goes on until 6th year, this whole time him not speaking, ignoring, or if he had to talk to me in short bits.

I lean back on the chair lightly pushing my tongue against my cheek. He stays there leaning in the doorway, avoiding any type of eye contact with me, looking anywhere but at me. What the fuck is his problem?

"Well...I'm going to go, but have no fear I will be back," Enzo springs up from his seat next to me, and struts to exit the compartment.

"Where are you going?" Pansy questions him before he can fully walkout. He stops and turns around, and looks as if he is about to speak but before he can Draco answers for him.

"Probably off to snog some girl, don't cheat on me babe" Draco lightly chuckles looking at Enzo. Me and Pansy glance at each other before turning our heads away from the group and chuckling softly.

Enzo dramatically whips his head around,  he smiles at Draco sarcastically, flips him off, and leaves. Leaving the only empty seat next to me, I look at it and look up at Theo, his eyes are still roaming around the cramped room. I continue staring at him, at his moving eyes. And in the spur of a moment, his cold gaze fixes on me. He stares into my soul as if his bullshit meter is in the red zone, and is about to tick off the grid completely in a matter of seconds. His eyes contained anger, and a deepness I wasn't sure I could understand. But wait what was that I just caught a glimpse of was that softness, or perhaps admiration, for me? It's a swift moment, and he looks away, all the sound comes rushing back into me and I blink a couple of times before clearing my throat and looking away. Malfoy and Parkinson don't notice what happened they are in their own little worlds oblivious. I expect him to walk out of the room to find another compartment to sit in, I expect him to ask Malfoy or Parkinson to switch seats with him, but I sure as hell don't expect what he does next. He walks calmly but surely to the seat that was next to me and sat down. Setting his books ever so slightly on the table, and he's staring ahead, but it's as if his eyes are itching to glance at me, but for some reason, he can't bring himself to. I can feel him tense up as his leg lightly brushed up against mine. Ahhh so I can get a reaction out of him. He moves his leg away, still not looking at me, his fingers were softly intertwined laying on the table. Let's play a game, I smirk, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity so...why not play. Under the table, I intertwine my ankle with his, it feels as if his body turns to ice, he is frozen in his spot. I can feel his leg twitch slightly. He untangles it from my firm twist and sets his leg down gently on the floor. He proceeds to take the top book from his tower of them, and he begins to read, in his head. I grab this as an opportunity to talk to him.

"So...Theo whatcha reading?" I glance at him quickly before continuing to look at my fiddling hands in my lap.

There's a long awkward pause. I look over to Malfoy and Pansy to see if they'll help me out of this awkward situation, but no such luck. Pansy rests her head on Draco's shoulder, asleep. Draco has his head on top of hers also silently asleep. Not dating my ass. 

"To Kill a Mockingbird," Theo flips the page in his book, answering the question in a barely audible but nonetheless hearable voice.

"Good cho- wait didn't you read that in like 4th year?"I whip my head around to face him confusion lightly dancing over my facial features.

"Yep, but why should that mean I can't read it again," A soft smile jumps ontp his lips, but only for a second as he quickly hides it. But, not quick enough. I see it and turn away forming my own little smile.