I wake up feeling I could sleep forever. I roll over looking at the time12:45
to be honest, I couldn't quite care it's the holidays and I've needed a good sleep
I get up and go to my wardrobe picking out a green stan slip dress with white lace, as I'm going to be lounging around all day, so I might as well look elegant while doing it
as I make my way downstairs, I see Matheo looking at me, god he has a staring problem
Matheos pov
y/n is still asleep god. I have been reading y/n's book as I wanted to see why it was so amazing, truth be told its really captivating
as I'm flicking through the pages I can hear her on the stairs, I look up to see her
she was beautiful, her hair neatly placed onto one shoulder, her green satin dress, and her gold necklace.
she is an angle
I watch her carefully as she walks towards the fire. she sits down her dress spread
"would you mind not staring at me," she says still looking at the fire
"I um," I say looking for words not knowing how to express myself
"gosh boys are so pathetic can't even get their words out," she says rolling her eyes
after a while, she gets up and starts to walk back to her bedroom
...
a couple of hours go by and I see her walking down the stairs again
she has a packed suitcase. what the hell
"I'm going back to Hogwarts mother," she says as her mum comes to her hugging her
"oh dear why," her mum asks
"Dumbledore sent me a letter saying it would be best if I go back because he needs to do the ritual spell again," she says
as y/n leaves, my father appears
"go pack your bag she is your responsibility," he says
Y/ns pov
as I'm walking through the corridors of Hogwarts a sense of happiness and the feeling of home kicks back in. I reach my common room and I don't see anyone there I head to my dorm
I put the clothes that I took home back into my closet. as I'm feeling tired I decide to have a bath.
..
I must have fallen asleep because I could hear banging at my door
"come in," I say eyes still closed not caring if they see me naked anymore
I open them to see Matheo looking down at me
"what would you like," I ask
"lots of things," he mumbles
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Not a love story - Matheo Riddle & Y/n Lestrange
FanfictionY/n Lestrange and Matheo riddle hate each other from the moment they meet but the tension tells us otherwise enemies to lovers slow burn might be some smut but tell me if you want some and i dont know who created matheo riddle or theodore nott but i...