Enemies. That's the first word that comes to mind when you think of Mattheo Riddle and Taylor Ashers, if they even let you think of them both in the same thought, that is. But when forced to fake date, tensions run high and hormones take over.
Will...
"Where did Dray and Tavi go?" I ask Blaise as the three of us sat down at our Slytherin table. Nia rolled her eyes.
"Tay-Tay, we both know the answer to that." Tania giggled.
"Sorry, we're late. We got, um, busy." Giggled a blushing Octavia, followed by a beet-red Draco who was re-arranging his pants.
Now that's a surprise. Yeah, totally.
"Attention, Hogwartians!" Boomed Dumbledore, who was at his gold owl podium with dripping candles, looking over the four House tables.
Gryffindor. Or as I like to call it, Gryffinbore.
Hufflepuff. Or as I like to call it, Stoner House.
Ravenclaw. Or as I like to call it, Rasinpaw.
And Slytherin. Or as I like to call it, The Superior House.
"I would like to make an announcement, for the fourth to seventh years and only them, phones and other muggle devices will be allowed!" Cheers abounded from every student who fit into that category, and whines from the ones who didn't. With those words, I whip out my phone and began taking photos of Snape, who noticed.
taylor_ashers
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Holy fuck he saw me! #passaway #dead #yaknowwhatfuckit
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nia_ashers: BAHAHA I'M DYING
TheReal_TheoRiddle: I hope you get expelled, @taylor_ashers.
Dray_Malfoy: He looks like he regrets his life decisions, I love it!
taylor_ashers: @TheReal_TheoRiddle: Go suck a dick and get off my page.
I roll my eyes and put my phone away, looking around, I realize Mattheo isn't at the table. As much as I hate to admit it, I know how much he loves the start of term feast. He wouldn't miss it for the world. I pull my phone back out and with a sigh begin to text him, at the same time, I wondered why I was worried so much.
🖤Mother Fucker🖤
Me: Asshole, why aren't you at dinner?
🖤Mother Fucker🖤: Why do you care?
Me: I want to kick you under the table like always. I like tradition.
🖤Mother Fucker🖤: Well, prepared to be disappointed.
Me: Seriously, why are you late?
🖤Mother Fucker🖤: I was exploring the castle and got caught by Filch. He's bringing me to the G.H. now.
