"And please remember your homework for the day." Professor Flitwick reminded us, and everyone groaned. Why did we get so much homework at all? Was it a rule not to let kids enjoy their weekend? Everyone around me was staring at me while muttering to each other. Confusion filled me. What was wrong with me? Did I smell bad or something? A blonde girl from gryffindor came up to me, "Is it true that you slept with Mattheo Riddle?" She asked in anger, and I burst into laughter.
"You all think I slept with that jerk?" I asked everyone around me. They just avoided eye contact. I knew our prank war was already on, good one, Mattheo, but not as good as mine. I began planning how I was going to get him back, but I ran into a hard chest instead.
"Did you sleep with my brother?" I looked up from my vision of the chest and found Tom staring at me in disbelief .
"It's just some stupid rumour, calm down. Why would you care anyway?" I questioned with great interest. If I had a camera, I would click a photo of Tom Riddle's cheeks tinging pink. I was surprised he even brought it up, so I held his wrist and drew us to a classroom when no one was looking.
I crashed my lips against his, him moving with sync. I jumped on him, and he held me like he always did, pinning me to the wall. He started making his way down my neck. I messed with his curls as a soft moan escaped my lips. I could almost feel him smirking as he found my sweet spot. I tried to roll my eyes in annoyance but ended up rolling in pleasure. It wasn't long until our rendezvous was broken. The door opened to find a dazed Mattheo Riddle with another girl. They were laughing, his hand wrapped around her waist. I realised this was the same classroom I found him in, ironic.
"Shit!" I said and jumped out of Tom's hands while he just smirked at his brother whose face held so much surprise and rage. Why was he angry? He should have been laughing at us being caught in the act. Even the girl widened her eyes, I knew there was going to be a new rumour soon enough. Sadie Potter nailing her arch nemesis' who just so happened to be brothers.
An evil glint formed in Tom's eyes like there was an unknown secret between them. I yearned to know what it could have been. There was silence in the room for a while.
"Let's leave." Mattheo gritted and slammed the door shut. I hit Tom on the head because that expression meant he knew what was about to unfold.
"Are you serious?" I asked, crossing my arms.
"Your Godfather is." He winked and walked out of the room. I looked down in shame and wiped the tears of shame cascading down my cheeks. Mattheo stormed in again with pure anger but stopped when he saw me crying. He walked toward me, and I expected a confrontation, but he just put my head in his chest and his arms around my shoulders.
"My brother is an idiot for treating you like this. I'm sorry." He said the words I never in my life I thought I'd hear. I nuzzled my head like we forgot our entire past together.
"Thank you." I whispered, he just smiled at me and left the classroom but not before a last glance.
Mixed feelings rose through me. What had I done? The question prodded me the whole day. I hadn't forgotten the part about Matheo being a decent human being for once. I smiled to myself a little at that.
