Teen Wolf x Harry Potter

Bet

*Evelyn's POV*

A few weeks later, the drawing to enter the tournament opened. Everyone was really excited and couldn't wait to enter. Well, the 7th year kids at least. Alex didn't want to do it, and I supported that. I also didn't want him getting hurt. So, that was good. Sharing a dorm with Mattheo though, was horrible. I went to the woods regularly because I needed to rage. I already killed five trees. And my claws hurt. I had to wrap my hands so they would stop bleeding. Mattheo did get suspicious, but I threw him off pretty well.

Alex had been getting really busy with his tests, and I felt a bit bad. And when we did hang out, he would barely pay any attention to me, and I felt like something was off. But it was probably pressure from his studies for his N.E.W.Ts. Nothing important. I spent most of my time reading, not doing anything important. My cat got lost somewhere in the castle a few years ago, and today I found her near the fire. She seemed okay, thank goodness. I was sitting with her in the rain.

Mattheo: "What are you doing?"

I turn around and see him standing in the doorway to the courtyard.

Evelyn: "I'm summoning demons to come and kill you. What do you think?"

Mattheo: "You're gonna catch a cold if you're out here."

Evelyn: "Okay."

I turn back to my cat and she climbs in my lap and appears to take a nap. I pet her sleek coat and suddenly Someone grabs me and takes me inside. It was stupid Riddle.

Evelyn: "What are you doing?!"
Mattheo: "Good question."

Evelyn: "Let go of me!"

Mattheo: "Okay."
He drops me and I keep a firm grip on my cat. I get up and go back to the courtyard.

Evelyn: "If you try to stop me, I will put Lemon Juice in your soap. And cut your hand."

I sit on a bench and take in the rain until someone else comes along.

Alex: "Evelyn, what are you doing?"

I turn and smile at him.

Evelyn: "Sitting in the rain! I love the rain! You know that."
He sighs and leads me inside.

*Timeskip to when the Champions are chosen.*
We all walked to the Great Hall, and whispers were everywhere flooding my hearing. I was getting a really bad headache from it too. I tuned them out and my headache subsided. There wasn't any room by Alex, so I was stuck next to the other Slytherins, and I was standing right next to Mattheo Riddle. I move myself as far away from him as I can on the small bench, which results with only our legs brushing. I am going to kill someone. Most likely him.

He looks over at me, and leans over near my ear.

Mattheo: "Wanna make a bet?"

I look at him from the corner of my eye.

Evelyn: "What are the stakes?"

Mattheo: "If Harry Potter messes up the Triwizard Tournament, you owe me a dance at the Yule Ball on Christmas. If he doesn't-"

Evelyn: "You have to......perform 'Farmer Refuted' from Hamilton. I'll help you though."

He rolls his eyes, but I pick off his scent, and it says he knows something. And his heartbeat spikes.

Evelyn: "What do you know?"

Mattheo: "What do you mean?"

Crap.

Evelyn: "I can see you restraining a smirk. What do you know?"

Mattheo: "Just wondering why you would pick that as my punishment."

Evelyn: "Would you rather I have you go up to a Beauxbaton girl and say, 'C'est un beau sourire, mais il serait encore plus beau si c'était tout ce que vous portiez.' or 'Avez-vous un téléphone portable dans votre poche arrière ? Parce que ton cul m'appelle.' " 1st: It's a beautiful smile, but it would be even more beautiful if that was all you wore. 2nd:Do you have a cell phone in your back pocket? Because your ass is calling me.

Mattheo: "What do those mean?"

Evelyn: "Something very inappropriate."

Mattheo: "Since when do you know French?"

Evelyn: "I learned from a friend back at home."

Mattheo: "Oksy. Can you tell me what they mean in English?"

Evelyn: "Are you sure you wanna know?"

Mattheo: "Yeah. They probably aren't that bad."

I lean over.

Evelyn: "The first one meant: 'That's a beautiful smile, but it'd be better if it was all you wore.' and the second one meant: 'Do you have a cell phone in your back pocket? Because your ass is calling me.'"

Mattheo's eyes widened.

Mattheo: "Okay. I'll do the Hamilton one instead."

I chuckle.

Evelyn: "Yeah. That's what I thought. You wouldn't want to be slapped by one of them."

I look back and the champions start getting called. Cedric Diggory got called as the Hogwarts Champion, and I smiled.

Evelyn: "I already have your costume ready."

Dumbledore starts talking, then another slip of paper flies out of the goblet. Dumbledore reads, and Harry Potter is a champion.

Evelyn: "Fu-"

Mattheo: "Yes! Ha!"

Evelyn: " Do I really have to dance with you?"

Mattheo: "Do you want something worse? Like-"

Evelyn: "Fine. I hate you."

Mattheo: "Hate you too McCall."