Riddles | Y/N x Mattheo Riddle

The Yule Ball (Part 2)

Mattheo's POV

I waited in front of the great Hall with everyone else, waiting for our dates to arrive. The men from Durmstrang were all dressed in their furry outfits and the Hogwarts men were in dress robes. The girls though, they were all amazing, each one had a different dress. But, I was only waiting for one person. I watched the champions all wait to meet up with their dates, as they were to enter and begin the dance first.
I heard small gasps from the crowd and I turned towards the stairs. Gracefully gliding down the steps was Y/N. I was at a loss for words. The black complimented her skin perfectly and her dark, brooding look had my stomach in twists. She looked lethal... poisonous. That one peck from her red lips would leave me choking for air. Some puny 2nd year standing next to me spoke, "she looks-"
"Beautiful," I interrupted.
"I was gonna say emo," the kid spoke.
"Shut up," I said, shoving him out of my way, not taking my eyes off her for a second. I heard him thump to the ground. I stepped around him and held out my hand to her, "M'lady." I winked.
Y/N glided her soft hand into mine, giving me an acknowledging nod and a cute smile. Her dress moved as she stepped over the annoying kids body.
"You look beautiful, as ever," I complimented her. She smiled brightly.
"And you, handsome as ever."

Just before entering, I kneeled down in front of her and pulled out her gift. She looked at me a little unsettled. "Don't worry, I'm not proposing yet, but... Merry Christmas Puffs." I opened the box and showed her a beautiful silver snake ring, engraved with 'Theo' inside. She smiled brightly, "it's gorgeous, thank you. Matches my shoes."
"And this" I pointed at the chain on my vest.
She ran her fingers through my hair,
"You know, I quite like you in this position,"
"Trust me love," I slipped the ring on her finger, "you'd like it better." I smirked and she turned pink. I love her.

Y/N's POV

I tried not to let my thoughts drift elsewhere, but i was still stuck on how he said he wasn't going to propose "yet". It's reassuring to think that he believes we will last forever, I thought it was just me. We were waiting in the hall for the Champions and their dates to enter. Everyone looked gorgeous in their own sense. The hall was decorated beautifully with a winter wonderland Christmas theme. It made the intensity of the Tournament soften. I felt Mattheo's hand slip into mine intertwining our fingers. I gave him a little squeeze. Every time I touched him my body changed, I would feel ecstatic and nervous. My mind filling with steamy thoughts and whirlwind scenarios. I gulped feeling a bit hot.

The grand doors opened and cheering began. Fleur was with some random guy and with Viktor was... Hermione? Oh my god no way.
"Yaaaas! Hermione!" I whistled, cheering her. She looked at me smiling and blushing, her eyes telling me to relax. What a hypocrite. Cedric walked in with Cho and how I felt sorry for her. I never liked her but anyone who associates with Cedric get's unwanted pity from me. She deserves better. Harry walked in with Parvati, I don't think he wanted her, he definitely picked her as a last resort but oh lord was she loving it, waving at the crowd because she was arm in arm with the Boy Who Lived. I wonder if there is anyone who actually has a crush on Harry, other than Ginny of course, who likes him for him and not for his popularity. It's a shame Neville asked Ginny, or I'm sure Harry would've.

They began the dance and soon others joined in. Mattheo turned to me and gave me a small smile. Hesitantly, he snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him. My breath heavied, I could feel a wave of heat and nerves hit me. He ran his fingers down my arm and pulled my hand to the side to begin a waltz.
"I never knew you could dance," I whispered to him. He brought his face closer,
"I learnt just for you love."
"Really? I'm flattered," I smiled.
"Is that sarcasm I hear?" He gasped.
"Eh..." I brought my face closer, "maybe a little." He leaned in to kiss me. He was so agonizingly slow that I leaned forward. He moved his head back and placed his finger on my lips, "Ah, I'm not that easy." He quickly spun me out laughing. So that's how he wanted to play. He pulled me back in but I spun a little too quick and harshly hit his chest. Theo stumbled back, but I was trapped in his arms. "Oh I'm sorry?" I smirked, licking my lips, "Was that to hard for you Theo?" I teased him. He smirked, his hands reached forward and grasped my face. Mattheo's fingertips brushed my neck sending tingles all over my body. What I thought was going to be a sweet kiss turned out to be sweet revenge. He pushed his lips onto mine kissing me roughly. The second I was getting immersed he let go,
"Oh I'm sorry, was that too hard?" He mocked, doing a dumb mimicking voice. I looked up at him,
"Maybe not hard enough." I pulled his head down again and kissed him. He brought his hands back to my face as we slowly stumbled back against a wall. My hands found his hair and tangled through his curls. Lost in the moment I slithered my leg up his side and pulled him closer, forgetting about everyone else around us. He finally broke the kiss, sending pleasure through my body. We rested our foreheads together, gasping.
"Can we go," I mumbled, out of breath
"Right now?" He asked.
"Yes."
"Where?" He questioned, breathily.
"Heaven."
He smiled knowingly.
We apparated into his bed in the Slytherin dorm. My back now on soft sheets instead of the hard wall. I gazed into his eyes that were shaded from the poor lighting, my heartbeat quickened.
"I don't know about heaven," he started, brushing his fingers up my leg, he brought his lips to my ear, "but I can show you hell."