The Fortune (Mattheo Riddle x Y/n)

Durmstrang Boys?

We headed back to Hogwarts, and the weird man soon left my head. We all decided to go hang out in the quietest place we could think of. The library. Unfortunately, fate had other plans for us. 

"THEY'RE HERE!" Screamed a group of boys running down the hallway. Pansy and I took it upon ourselves to go see what was so interesting.  A group of people were crowding around what looked to be another group of boys. The boys roared with cheers, and the girls barely were able to stand upright. My sister shoved through a few people, and I followed swiftly behind her.

"What's going on?" my sister asked.

"They're exchange students from Durmstrang. They're here for the rest of the year," Blaise Zabini groaned

"Who are these people?" I asked right after.

"To the boys, these are some of the greatest legends. One of them is a pranking king. Another holds many records for quidditch, and the other is the most powerful and skillful wizard known at our age. These guys are legit our version of ideal," Theodore Nott responded.

"To the girls, however... These are some of the best guys to do because they're rich, famous, and 'so cute'," Draco rolled his eyes.

"Someone sounds jealous," Astoria smiled, kissing Draco on the cheek.

I took that time to look away from Malfoy and gaze at "the male beauty standard". I could understand the hype, to say the least. These guys looked rich and famous. They looked like models. My eyes were drawn to one in particular. He was gorgeous. Everything about him intrigued me. His height was admirable. His smirk was unmatched. His confidence was hot, but most of all his eyes. I loved his eyes; the way I could get lost in them. There was something different about his eyes though; a familiarity. It was like I had gotten lost in them before. It took me a few seconds to realize that pretty much the entire time that I had been staring at him; he made sure to return the favor back to me. 

There was a difference though; I looked out of curiosity, but his look was different. It was like he knew everything about me in just one look. Where did I know him from?
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Eventually, people went on with their lives. This was after the boys begged for autographs, and the girls begged for attention. Most of them went unnoticed because these "amazing idols" thought they were too good for everyone else, and eventually, people finally went back to normal. 

My sister and I were sitting on separate sides of the couch, each reading a book, while Zabini and Malfoy were playing an intense game of Wizards Chess. Nott was pretending to be interested in their game, but it didn't take too long for him to fall asleep in his chair. It was almost midnight when the boy band from Durmstrang sashayed in. None of them spoke a word until they sat down. The 3 boys sat all around the room. One in the chair beside Nott. The other was on a chair lounge and the 3rd and hottest one was on the couch right by the one I was sitting on. 

"What's your name?" the guy beside me asked, cocking his head to one side slightly.

"Y/N. Y/N Parkinson, and this is my sister Pansy," I smiled sticking out my hand.

"Mattheo. Mattheo Riddle. The one on the lounge is Lorenzo, and the one over there is Regulus," Mattheo said, taking my hand and laying a slight kiss on the back of my hand.

"Well, we better be getting to bed," my sister laughed nervously. She practically threw me out of that room. She didn't speak again until we were behind our closed bedroom door.

"Those are not the kind of boys you want to hang around. They are crazy and hurt people mentally and physically just for the fun of it."

"Wait... You know those guys?" I asked.

"No, but I know how they act, and it's not something either of us should be around."

"You're right; let's just sleep that crazy idea off our minds."

I layed down, and after what seemed like forever... my mind slowly started to drift to sleep. Drifting. Drifting. Drifting... 

Then, it hit me: Mattheo: he's the guy from Diagon Alley!