„Oh, my dear..." (Mattheo Riddle ff)

how it went along...

P.T.

Very well then... Like, I always knew that Riddle was easy to loose his composure. But until now, I'd only seen him loose control of his anger or madness. Never of his cool. Mattheo Riddle was always cool. Always chill, confident and full of himself. But somehow, a gesture as simple as a hug completely ended him. The way he looked at me... I mean, what did he expect when he told me to hug him? Why did he react that way? In front of him, I did manage to play it down with a bold wink, but as soon as I had turned around the confusion reached my face. I returned to the Raveclawtable, and took my seat next to Luna. I expected her to ask a hundred questions, but she didn't even look shocked.

Then suddenly, she went: ,,I don't think he's getting a lot of personal attention and comfort lately."

I raised my eyebrows. ,,Who are you talking about, Luna?"

,,Mattheo. It really looked like he needed that hug."

With all my self control, I managed not to laugh. ,,You think? Well, I... I don't know. He broke up with his girlfriend recently, maybe that's why?"

Luna just shrugged. ,,Maybe. But, you know Penny, I think he likes you."

I looked at her and slowly shook my head. ,,You weren't surprised by this hug at all, were you Luna?"

My best friend shook her head. ,,Nope. I've been waiting for it, you know?"  

She leaned her chin in her hands. ,,I know you always say you hate him and all that stuff, but I always saw the secret attraction towards each other, that you and him have been trying to hide behind hatred and annoyance."

Luna started smiling. ,,And I'm glad you two are finally giving in to your true feelings. It suits you, you know?"

I looked at her. Was she being for real? Like, what the fuck? Me and Riddle have had nothing but rivalry since the day we met. No, Luna must be kidding... Or this was just one of her regular delusions which she put in every human interaction she witnessed. 

I didn't comment on it and just focused on my burning hot cup of tea, trying very hard not to look in Riddles direction. Fucking asshole... Barely half an hour into the deal, and I already couldn't keep my eyes of him longer than ten minutes... But that was just the curiosity! Why the hell would he react like that? It was only a fucking hug.

... ... ...

And my curiosity didn't end. The next day, when we met again in the entrance of the great hall, he looked differently. Something was... off.

,,Did you... do something to your hair?" was my first question when Riddle walked towards me.

He frowned. ,,What? I don't... No!"

I didn't really believe that. ,,Yes, you did! It's different..."

His frown got somewhat angry. ,,No, I did not! Just fucking shut up, and hug me..." He whispered the last sentence.

Still not convinced, I looked over his shoulder and spotted his whole friend group standing there.

,,Hey, Malfoy!" I shouted out, and the blond boy immediately looked up.

I pointed to Mattheo and shouted again: ,,Did he do something with his hair?"

Malfoy understood my question, and started smirking widely. 

,,Yes!" he yelled back to me. ,,He brushed it!"

Surprised and satisfied I looked back at Riddle. He rolled his eyes and let out a really annoyed scoff. ,,God damn you, Draco..." I heard him whisper under his breath.