Y/n x Mattheo

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Y/n's POV 

We arrive in the chamber and Tom looks a bit jumpy. That's really odd. Tom is never jumpy, or fidgety. That's my job in our friendship.

Y/n: "Tom, what is it?"

Tom grabs my arm and looks at me dead in the eye. I jump slightly at his touch. He hates physical touch.

Tom: "You can't tell anyone about this. Got it?"

I nod.

Tom looks around, even though we were alone.

Tom: "He's coming back. He's coming back at the end of the year, and-"

Y/n: "Woah, woah, woah. Clam down. Who is coming back?"

Tom: "Voldemort."

My jaw drops a little bit. Then I come to my senses.

Y/n: "Does Mattheo know?"

Tom nods. 

Tom: "That's why he's at Hogwarts. So he can help." 

I take a minute to take all of this in.

Tom: "Y/n, say something."

Y/n: "Sorry. It's just a lot to take in. I mean, wouldn't you also need a minute to get the fact that the most known killer is coming back."

Tom: "Yeah. Okay. Just, will you  help?"

I think for a moment. What should I do? I make up my mind.

Y/n: "I'll help."

*Time skip. It's now the night that the Champions are chosen*

Me and Tom walked in and sat down. Mattheo later walked in with Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle. They sat near us and started talking in hushed tones. Tom leans over to me.

Tom: "Y/n, there is going to be a fourth champion. Act surprised when he gets called."

Y/n: "Is it apart of the plan?"

Tom nods. It did scare me a little bit, but it was for my best friend. It would be okay. I hope. The ceremony started and I honestly could care less. I was bouncing my leg from nerves. Tom puts a hand on my shoulder. 

Tom: "It'll be fine. Stop bouncing your leg. It's shaking the bench." 

I nod and stop. Harry's name gets called and we try to look surprised. I think I did better then Tom. Mattheo looks over to Tom.

Mattheo: mouths "Does Y/n know? It doesn't look like she does."

Tom: mouths "She does. I told her."

I smile and lean closer to Tom.

Y/n: "I can read lips. Tell him to be more discreet next time."

Tom briefly lets out a rare smile, but then quickly goes back to his usual empty expression. I go back to looking and all the good stuff had passed. Dammit. Oh well. People start to leave, so I get up and head to the common room. I had stashed a book under a couch before going to the naming thing, so I wouldn't have to go to my dorm to get my book. I pick it up and start reading. I would've been reading Cinder, but I gave it to Mattheo.

I was so interested in my book, I didn't know someone was talking to me until my book was snatched from my hands.

Y/n: "Hey!"

I look up to see Draco. Ugh. 

Draco: "What is so interesting that you can't listen to me?"

I try and get the book from him, but he kept it high above his head. I hate being shorter then average. It sucked. I really needed to get it back because I was reading ✨smut✨

Y/n: "Draco, give it back."

Draco: "Why?"

I smirk.

Y/n: "I can read you what I was reading, if you want.

Draco: "I can read it for myself."

He starts reading it, and it wasn't even 10 seconds before he quickly gives it back.

Draco: "Why are you reading that stuff?"

Y/n: "Because I can, bleach blonde."

Draco: "My father will hear about this!"

Y/n: sarcastically "Oh my god, I'm so scared!"

I laugh and go back to my dorm. Hopefully, tomorrow will be better.