"Not all Potter's are hero's all the time"

When you are learning

Warning:Minor cusing. flip off. 

I feel a pressure on my hand. I turn to open my eyes but they ar so heavy. 

"Mr. Riddle you have classes you must attend." 

I hear Professer McGonagell say. What is Mattheo doing here? I feel a hand on my check. 

"Mr. Riddle."

 I hear again. 

"I know I have to move. Yet for some reason I can't. Like I don't want to leave in fear that something might happen while I am gone." 

What does that mean? You have to move but you can't? That kind of sounds like love? Does he love me? No. No he is waiting for me so we can start planing......Yeah..... Yeah. Anyways we just met how could he love me? He's a Riddle! I am Potter! That would stupid anyways. A Potter and a Riddle. hahahaha! I try to move my hand I can only move my middle finger a little. 

"Just five more minutes please." He begs. What?

"Fine but after five minutes if she isn't awake you leave for class." WHAT!?

McGonagell demands in a worried voice. I don't think I have ever heard worried at all! As I hear footsteps fade away. I pull my hand to a weak fist but leave my middle finger out. Effectively fliping him off. 

"Oh thank god you don't have any brain damage." He says teasingly. 

"Oh fuck you" I weakly whisper. He evilly cackles. He stops as he hears the sound. "What was that?" I say. "I have no idea." He slightly chuckles. 

I slowly open my eyes. "Welcome back." He says holding my hand. "How does it feel?" He asks "It's nice to be back." I say "How much time till professer McGonagell comes back?" "Oh shit I forgot about that," He looks down at his wrist. "God I need a watch!" He all but yells. I laugh. Of course he doesn't have one. Because that would actually useful!