RIDDLE ME THIS

8

"it's here! it's here!" Enzo and Theo ran into the common room waving a sheet of paper above their heads and yelling over each other.

"what's here?!" Pansy stood up sharpish having spilled hot coffee all over herself.

"the team sheet!" Theo shook it at her.

"let me see that!" she made to take it but Theo snatched it out of her grasp.

"say please," he grinned.

"Theo!" she pushed him in the chest.

Enzo took the paper and began reading.

"Keeper: Theodore Nott!" Theo cheered.
"Beaters: Regulus Black and Matteo Riddle!"

everyone looked over at Reg and Matteo who were now thick as thieves.

they looked just as surprised as everyone else but Enzo carried on.

"Seeker: Draco Malfoy!"

"no surprise," he grinned.

"and Chasers: Pansy Parkinson, Lolita Riddle and yours truly, Lorenzo Berkshire!"

everyone who's names had been called out cheered.

"hold on, i'm a little bit confused!" Matteo called.

"yeah, why are we beaters?" Regulus frowned.

"Hooch must've liked your fighting spirit." Pansy grinned.

"literally," i said.

Matteo rolled his eyes at me. "so are we going to throw a party or what?"

"a party?" Theo frowned. "we never have parties..."

Matteo and i shared wicked grins, Riddle parties were legendary.

"well then get ready for the best party of your lives." Matteo grinned.

knock knock knock.

"i thought you told everyone to come back at eight." Matteo turned to me.

we were well underway with decorating the common room, green banners and lights and ornaments shot out of our wands.

"i did," i muttered, flicking my wand at the door.

it swung open to reveal Draco.

"come back at eight." Matteo made to close the door but he stepped inside.

"Snape just cornered me." he folded his arms.

"oh?" i turned to him.

he nodded. "he said you need to invite all the other Quidditch teams."

"what?! why?!" this caught Matteo's attention.

"something about being fair. it's either invite them or we won't have a party."

"then we won't have a party." Matteo began taking the decorations down.

"hold on," a plan was forming in my mind.

"what?" Matteo looked at me. "oh no... no i know that face."

i shrugged. "what if we make the party so awful for them that they leave and never come back to a Slytherin party."

Matteo and Draco shared a look before breaking into evil grins.

"you're a fucking genius, Lols." Draco came in and reclined on the sofa.

"Lols?" Matteo raised his eyebrows.

Draco nodded, looking around at the decorations.

"so how are we going to ruin this party?" he asked me.