Mattheo Riddle and Y/n Potter: Enemies to Lovers

Chapter 3 - The Sorting Hat

                              ~ The Great Hall ~ (Ahh! Sorry this is soo short!!)

Ashlyn Pov:

An old lady calls my name off a script, "Chase, Ashlyn!"

I walk to a beat-up looking hat, and it covered my eyes, "Hello, Ashlyn." A voice said.

WHAT THE HELL? I thought, THE HAT CAN TALK?

"Certainly," The voice said again, "Only to you."

"Okay . . . ?"

"Hmm," It said, "Plenty of courage , I see. Hmm, thirst to prove . . . but also kind at heart. But the thirst . . . bets be SLYTHERIN!"

The Hat was yanked from my head, and I walked to a table with people in green cloaks were seated. I saw many empty seats but took one next to a girl, who looked nice.

"Hi, I'm - !"

"Ashlyn," She finished, "Sorry, I heard your name called."

"It's okay," I laughed and and she beamed at me. A first friend, I thought.

"I'm Y/n, nice to met you."

"Nice to met you , too," I said back to her. 

Y/n Pov:

Something told you of this girl that we'd be good friends. And as you were about to introduce her to Pansy, Dumbledore spoke up.

"Everyone! A new fourth year will be joining us this year! He was sorted privately . . . he is a Slytherin!"

Great, you think, just AMAZING.

You shook your head and started to take some food as Mattheo sat next to you, "Hi, Potter."

"Hi, Riddle," You reply, but he flinches at the name, "You good, Mattheo?

"Fine." But doesn't say anything after, you feel a little guilty.

As you reach for dessert you hear Astoria giggles, "What?" You ask.

"Well," She gave you a fake smile, and continued, "Don't you think that you had enough? I mean look at you." Her eyes travel up and down your body, "Don't you think you're a little - what's the word - big?"

You stand up and storm out of the Great Hall, crying by the girls bathroom. After a while the Slytherins make their way to the dungeons.