In the Shadows (Mattheo Riddle)

chapter 16

This party was going to be big. Every house was allowed to come, even the loosing team. And everyone in school knew, we threw the best parties.

Pansy and I headed straight back to our dorm to begin the getting ready process. If the whole school was going to be there, we had to look our best.

I wondered how tonight would look. I noticed earlier Mattheo was back to avoiding eye contact, as expected. I decided to go at his pace.

I wasn't going to look like these desperate girls who threw themselves at him. I was better than that, and I knew it.

Once again, I found my self in a very short revealing dress. I knew he would not dare make a move in front of everyone. I liked games.

We made our way down. The common room was practically bursting at the seams. All these kids, completely trashed, even the losers.

We pushed our way through the crowd and finally found them. They were already hammered, I could tell because draco threw his arms around me and asked me if I wanted me to drink with me. Me, of all people. But I decided to indulge. It wasn't everyday he let me get absolutely wasted. That was when Theo pulled a full bottle from behind a pillow on our couch and whispered that it was all ours.

A recipe for pure disaster.

The drinks starting flowing.

And flowing.

And flowing.

And before I knew it, I was obliterated.

Fucking amazing.

My drunk mind now started to wander, and it wandered to only one person. Who was looking in every direction but mine.

I felt angry. And me being angry and drunk, was not good for anyone.

I grabbed Pansys hand and took to the closest table.

Dancing upon it like a complete drunken mess, but completely having the time of my life.

Throwing my hands in the air, laughing with my best-est friend. Living life.

When I looked over to the boys, all of them with a girl on their arm, including Mattheo. Suddenly the very green room was turning red.

Uh-oh.

Now, even my drunken mind knew I couldn't make a scene. But I knew I could get even, and that was exactly what I planned on doing.

I looked around the room, and easily found my targets.

Potter and Weasley.

He was going to feel this alright, I grabbed their hands and pulled them up to the table I was on. And started dancing, laughing loudly to get their attention.

"Merlins beard" I heard draco from across the room. Pissing him off was an added bonus in this game.

I shot a look at him, to stay the fuck out of it, I gently put my finger over my lips and whispered "Shhhh" he got the message loud and clear.

I was just getting my feet wet. I laughed and practically dismissed them off my table.

I looked back over to the boys. Mattheo's eyes locked on me. It seemed we were now seeing the same color. I tilted my head and threw my arms in the air, mouthing "oops!"

If he could have a girl all over him, why couldn't i?

I made my way over to get more drinks, when I suddenly felt a strong hand grip my arm.

Theo. Fuck.

"Acting out are we Malfoy?" He said, sternly. Always so stern when I acted out. He always tried to get me to me my best. 

"Oh theo, lighten up. Its a party, I'm having fun!" I shook his hand off my arm.

"well now you're coming to have fun over at our couch, and not by putting on a show for the whole common room." As he dragged me to the table.

I sat angrily on the couch, and rolled my eyes at every single one of them.

I was drunk, and annoyed and just wanted to dance. I sure as hell wanted to be no where near Mattheo and his whore for the night. Which it was becoming quite evident thats all I was to him.

"im not sitting here all night like a stick in the mud! I want to dance! Fuck you boys!" I slurred, returning to the floor.

As I made it back to Pansy, I suddenly forgot why I was angry. And just started dancing.

I felt hands reach around my waist, and these weren't hands I was familiar with.

I turned to see an unfamiliar Gryffindor boy. He sure wasn't ugly. So I decided to go with it.

Little did I know how big of a mistake I just made.

But I continued to go with it, dancing wild with a boy who's name I couldn't even tell you.

Suddenly, my ass was hitting the floor, and a fist was hitting his face, as the nameless boy joined me on the floor, now deep into a sleep, with a very busted and bloody nose. 

Mattheo.

Its always fucking Mattheo.