Emerald Eyes

Part 6

Have you ever been completely oblivious of something and then suddenly one day it's brought to your attention and you notice it everywhere, almost like it's following you? That's what Mattheo Riddle did to me. He was somewhat non existent to me, but after he had left that tattoo on my collar bone formed of my own blood, he had been everywhere sending me mixed signals. I'd see him lurking around corners watching me or he'd just happen to be in the hallway that led to my class even though his was on the other side of the castle. I felt like he was stalking me but then in class or in the common room he either ignored or insulted me.

Mattheos lurking had started to get on my nerves lately. So in retaliation I decided I'd take a different route to all my classes, including the ones I had with him.

My first class of the day with Mattheo the stalker riddle was care of magical creatures along with Draco, Enzo, Blaise and Theo. Not even 10 minutes into the class and Hagrid had already chosen the golden trio for some dumb demonstration no one was paying attention to.

I dozed out for most of the lesson while the boys made fun of the half giant ofe and Potter. I was thinking about riddle, wondering why he was at hogwarts in the first place when a hand came around me from the back, restricting my mouth and nose and pulling me away from the group.

I could see the group getting farther and farther away until I was rapidly spun around and pushed against a tree no longer facing the group. For a moment all I could register was the bark scratching my neck and the piercing green eyes starting into mine. Anger started to boil up inside my stomach. Mattheo, why does he think he can push me around and tell me what to do.

"What are you playing at y/n" Mattheo seethed.

"What am I playing at!? What are you playing at Riddle! You follow me from class to class, you act like an asshole but then bite my neck and give me a tattoo for what you call 'protection', I mean why the fuck are you here in the first place, you're Voldemort's son for crying out loud you don't need to go to school. SO WHY THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU TORMENTING ME WHEN YOU DON'T EVEN LIKE ME" my chest heaved and I was out of breath after chewing off Mattheo's head.

"You're cute when you get angry" a sly grin spread across his face. He continued to hold me against the tree.

"Mattheo Riddle you are insufferable"

"I get that a lot. But you know what I don't get is why you didn't go to any of your other classes today. Where were you and who were you with."

"What are you talking about, I just took a different route to class because I know you've been following me"

"So you tried to freak me out on purpose, because I'm not a kiss up to you"

"Yes" I said indignantly

"You know I'm doing it for you're own good" he said staring me in the eyes.

"Why" I asked as an instinct

He paused for a moment and looked down seeming unsure with himself.

"I don't know" he quickly looked back up to me and then walked away back toward the group.

I stayed behind the tree for a second, taking in everything that just happened. Half of me hated Mattheo Riddle for his confusing signs, but the other part of me guiltily felt curious, I wanted to understand him like no one had before