Are you falling in love? | Mattheo Riddle

Chapter 6- 'prepare to die!'

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Y/n's pov

*Monday after breakfast in the Slytherin Common Room*

"New class huh?" I say to Theodore.

Everyone who was supposed to have DADA now has a new class. 

I don't know the specific name for it, it's like combat or something. 

"New class." He confirms.

"God, I can't wait to fight people."

"Same. But honestly, we shouldn't be excited to fight people. That can't be normal." Theo says.

"Well, we aren't normal," I respond shrugging my shoulders before laughing with Theodore. 

"Wait, so who's in our class?" I ask Theo 

"Uhm, Tom, Mattheo, Pansy, Blaise, Astoria, that's all I think." He replies.

I roll my eyes at the last name. 

"You'll be fine Y/n. This is a chance to fight her. Without getting in trouble. I'll hype you up."

"Thank you, my hype man," I reply, kissing him on the cheek.

I look around at the students waiting around the classroom and make eye contact with Mattheo.

He is looking at me with a cold gaze, standing next to Astoria.

I smirk.

We hear the bell ring and enter the classroom. 

Snape is standing beside a female teacher that I don't recognise. 

This classroom isn't levelled and doesn't have stairs. In fact, all the tables and chairs are replaced with mats. 

"Damn," I say loud enough for just Theodore to hear. 

"Damn, it is. This is sick." 

"Partner?" I ask Theodore, assuming we need to find a partner.

"Always."

Our conversation finishes as we hear the female teacher speak. 

"Hello, my name is Ms De Luca and you will be learning combat in this class. Please find a partner, I would recommend someone you hate, as you will be fighting each other. Find a mat and stand on it without your shoes and robe."

As soon as Ms De Luca says someone you hate, Mattheo and I make eye contact. 

After her little introduction, I see Mattheo heading towards me. 

"I might fight Mattheo," I say to Theodore. 

"I figured. I'll fight a Gryffindor instead. Wish me luck." He says as he smirks.

"We both know you won't need it, but good luck Theodore," I say as I blow him a kiss.

"Good luck." He says as he walks away. 

"Hey," Mattheo says.

"Okay let's get this over with. We both know I'm gonna win." I say confidently.

"Really? You know we aren't allowed weapons right." 

"Of course I knew that." I lie. "I'm still winning."

"Sure," Mattheo says smirking. 

Sure.

We both take off our robes, shoes, jewellery and weapons. 

Surprisingly, Mattheo and I carry a very similar amount of weapons.