~their girl~ Mattheo x Tom x Y/N

Shit

Tw: swearing

Y/N's pov:
I was already up. I was one of the first to sit down at the Slytherin table. It was very quiet, the only people there being myself, a couple Slytherins that I don't pay enough attention to to know their names, No Hufflepuffs or Ravenclaws and the golden trio sat in their usual space on the Griffindoor table.

We got out mail earlier then expected so I did have something to entertain myself with for the next hour and a half. I grabbed the daily prophet and unrolled it. Some boring shit like usual. 'The chosen one' blah blah blah. God it was tiring hearing about him all the time. I laughed a bit when I thought what the headlines would be if he was killed. 'The famous Chosen one, dead!'

I looked up from the very boring article I was reading to find Granger Weasley and Potter starring at me. I have a polite smile back but they kept starting, whispering things to eachother every couple of seconds.

A few minutes past and their beady little eyes were stuck to me and grew tired of it. Without looking up I shouted "if you need to say something, just come ever" I added "I won't bite" with a smirk.

I heard floorboards creek and sighed. Could I actually be bothered to deal with them today. I rolled my shoulders back and looked up. Hermione was already Infront of me and the two boys weren't far behind. "Do they always trail you like that?" I raised a brow looking past her. "I'm surprised you don't have your own little group with you" she crossed her arms tightly across her chest.

For a moment I made it looked like a was thinking and then like I knew what she meant "oh you mean Mattheo and Tom?" She angrily nodded. I shook my head and laughed "no unfortunately we aren't conjoined at the hip so they don't follow me everywhere" she huffed. "Look just say whatever you want to me and go. I don't want to look at you any longer then I want" I glared at Harry "or you fuckface" he looked taken back for a second and like he was about to shout something at me before calming himself down and giving me a stern look. I faced Hermione again. "We don't want you in this school anymore we know-" "Didn't take you for the bullying type" I interrupted "but carry on"
"As I was going to say. We know what your up to. You and your father. You and the Deatheaters!" She said in a hushed shout, not wanting to alarm anyone. I straightened my back. "God so uptight Granger. If your talking about the war- which I know you are" I eyed her up and down "it's not up to me when it starts, even if I did leave the school. Plus, you'll know the first signs"
"I believe me, we already have spotted the signs. Teachers being more cautious, not allowing us to roam freely anymore"
"Then your a smart girl Hermione. Better start preparing for it then" I turned on my heel to walk out.
"I was in the restricted section last night" she walked over to me making me turn round to face her. "Ooo being a naughty girl were we" she scoffed. "I found the section on your family. It's amazing how much you find out when you look properly." What the actual fuck. She was kinda creeping me out "what do you mean" I asked. "Oh well you know" she started, glancing down at the table. "Just some stuff about your grandfather obviously. And y/n- before you go" she looked at me with a fake sympathetic look on her face "I know it's hard sometimes, especially if you have mummy and daddy issues" she stood up straight and waltzed off. Now she's pissed me off.
"Oi. Granger" I hoped over the table. I small flash of fear glinted in their eyes but they tried to cover it up. I walked over "If you really knew so much, you'd know that I'm far better with my family then with yours" I lied. "First" I looked down at Hermione "atleast my family aren't filthy mudbloods who feel ashamed to have such a freakish daughter. Second" I pressed my finger to Weasley's chest "I'm glad I don't have a mother who cares for someone who isn't even in the family more then her own sons" I could see the hurt in his eyes. I'm glad I hit a nerve "and last." I tuned to potter "atleast my parents are alive and aren't praised for being something that they weren't. Like good people" i sneered, my face twisting into a disgusted look. On the other hand theirs looked they were about to cry. It made me happy. "Oh and granger" I bitch slapped her right across the face and walked off, smirking at what I had just done.