A vigilante Weasley

Riddle

"Weasley! "

I spun around only to turn right back when I realized it was Riddle.

"Hey! Weasley, wait up! "

He ran up to me blocking my path, "move riddle ", I said annoyed.

I attempted to move to the left but to my greater annoyance Riddle was quick and moved in front of me before I had a chance to move ahead.

I tried my right this time, same thing.

I sighed "you have your whole life to be an idiot. Why not take today off? "

"Just hear me out, would you? "

"You have five minutes "

At that a victorious grin plastered his face "well... ", he started, "I saw how great you are at potions today and was hoping you'd tutor me? "

I stopped dead in my tracks, "sorry? "

"Can you tutor me in potions "

"Why do you need my help "

"I'm not doing well in the class ", he stated as if it was obvious.

"yeah right ", I scoffed as I walked away.

"Why don't you believe me? "

"You're in Slytherin ", I stated obviously.

"Care to elaborate??? "

"Aren't Slytherins supposed to be good at this class ", I said more as a fact than a question.

"Now who's prejudiced now? "

He had me

"Alright, fine. I'll tutor you! "

He smirked knowing he'd won.

"Meet me tonight at the library, 8:00 pm sharp and don't be late! ", I snapped angrily, before walking away.

I had arrived at the library at 7:30 and had begun reading book three of the hunger games: mocking jay. It was a great read and before long I was completely zoned out, my mind in Panem. Just as I was reaching the climax, I heard a voice behind me...

"Boo "

I jumped at the sudden sound and looked back to see Riddle laughing.

"The hell Riddle ", I complained.

We began to go over some notes and flashcards and before long, it was evident that like me, Mattheo Riddle was a potions whiz.

Just as I was about to point it out, he opened his mouth.

"So you're a Hunger Games fan? Are you on team Gale or team Peeta?

"Team Peeta obviously "

"WHAT! ", he exclaimed, slamming his hands on the table in disbelief.

"You're on team Gale? ", I asked incredulously.

"Of course, ", he said defensively "He's her childhood best friend and the one she trusts the most. "

"Sure ", I counter "but Peeta gave her the bread "

"And they go illegally hunting together ", he continues.

"But the bread "

"And Katniss kissed him because she wanted to, not because of some show ", he says, completely dismissing my bread comment.

"But Mattheo, the bread "

"Enough about the bread! Peeta is bread! "

Needless to say, it got pretty heated from there...

"But he liked her even before the games "

"But she didn't like him, she only found out about his existence because of the stupid bread! "

"The bread that was the reason she and her family had food that night. He took a beating for her! "

Somehow, we found ourselves going from the topic of Peeta and Gale to speculating the entire Hunger games. At the end of it we were both disgustedly ranting on how horrible the Percy Jackson movies were.

"Annabeth's a brunette in the first one! "

"And they're sixteen instead of twelve! "

"And the actors aren't even sixteen, they're twenty!

"Exactly! "

I tilted my head to the clock to see what time it was.

10:30

"Frick ", I exclaimed!

"What? "Mattheo questioned.

We missed curfew, it's 10:30.

He cursed, "come on, I know how to get to the dungeons without getting caught ", he said, grabbing my wrists.

After many twists and turns, we were almost at the dungeons. I cursed myself in my head, I should have left an hour and a half ago, I thought. And out of all people, I had lost track of time with Mattheo Riddle.

Out of nowhere Filch came. Without missing a beat Mattheo pulled me into a closet. Once in, we were deadly silent, desperate to not get caught. Once the footsteps subsided, we ran out and all the way to our common room.

Salazar, I whispered, and the door swung open.

"Thanks for tutoring me today, Weasley "he said just before I walked into the girl's dormitory.

I rolled my eyes, a whole bunch of tutoring we did.

"Anytime Riddle "