Paths collided - Mattheo Riddle x Reader

CHAPTER 7

October 24th 1996

It had been a couple of days after Mattheo made a move. I had no idea why he did it but rumours spread round like wildfire. It started with a note I found on the floor reading.

'You know that Y/n girl and how Mattheo called her slut? Well, rumours have it to prove his point, he kissed her.'

Then the rumour spiralled into I slept with him. No one else was in that room with us, it was just him and I. Then he had been avoiding me and even stopped pestering me about being his buddy.

The rumours had been going on for awhile and it started to get to the point where people were coming up to me and asking really personal shit. Saying would your parents be proud of what you are doing. I even started to just hide in the bathrooms and even then some girls in the above years would come and find me, asking if I wanted to steal someone else's man. I realised a lot of girls in the who school liked Mattheo and had their eyes on him. I was being bullied all because of a boy.

They would push me down the hall, I even got a black eye once so I decided that was it.

I walked into the hall to whisper and eyes were on me. I spotted Mattheo and started to storm up to him. "YOU FUCKING LIAR!!"

"Eh?" Mattheo said as he turned around. I slapped him across the face and he held his cheek like a baby. I was furious.

"Why are you telling people I slept with you?! People are literally calling me the slag of the school," I yelled and he stared at me with a raised eyebrow.

"How about we talk about this outside?" he suggested quietly. I lost my temper and jumped at him. I was able to make him tumble to the floor and I punched him in the face. My jumper had left me grip and was on the floor. I got a good few hits before he held onto my wrist.

"LET GO!" I yelled trying to get out of his grip. I was crying, obviously I was. Maybe because a rumour that wasn't true went around and now I was being name-called everywhere I went. Mattheo held onto my wrist as he got up.

I looked up at him with tears in my eyes with anger and frustration. "Let's go outside so you can calm down instead of making a scene," he suggested as he led me outside. He held onto my wrist gently and I didn't try to let go.

We walked towards the room and the door disappeared after you walked into it. He dragged me in and made me face him. I had tears streaming down my face and I avoided eye contact.

"What rumour are you on about?" Mattheo asked with a raised eyebrow. I rolled my eyes wiping away the tears off my face.

"The one where I slept with you. Because you call me a slut so much people actually think I am one," I said angrily. Mattheo raised an eyebrow.

"I said fuck all. I have no idea who said this so don't blame it on me," he said softly. I looked up at him.

"Don't lie. No one else was with us," I said as tears formed once again. Mattheo noticed and sighed.

"Y/n listen I haven't said anything and I'm... I'm sorry that this is going around. I'll set it straight, only because rumours like that shouldn't be spread around about someone no matter who they are," he said as he looked down at me.

I looked up at him and tears formed as I slid down the wall to the floor. I moved my knees up to my chin and wrapped my hands around my legs. Mattheo sat down next to me. I placed my head on his shoulder.

As soon as I did, he tensed but seemed to relax after a while. Mattheo moved his arm around me and whispered. "I still hate you, but since you're crying then I'll make one exception. Don't think any different," he said coldly.

I let out a small laugh with a sniffle. "Of course," I replied and he let out a small laugh. "Oh uhm did you happen to pick up the hoodie I left on the floor?"

"No but I have a spear in my bag just have it," he said. Mattheo pulled out a jumper out his bag and it was a Slytherin quidditch jumper. I put it on and noticed it had his quidditch number on the back.

"Are you sure you want people to see me wearing this?" I asked as I looked at the number.

"I don't care. I'll set the rumour straight and well just say that I gave you it out of an apology gift or something. People will believe anything they hear," he said before removing his arm around me. Mattheo helped me up and wiped the tears off my face. "I hate you."

"I hate you too," I said with a grin which he returned. We walked out and back into the great hall.

Mattheo stood on a table and yelled, "WE DIDN'T SLEEP TOGETHER! Y/N AND I DO NOT LIKE EACH OTHER AND HATE EACH OTHER. IF YOU SAY ANYTHING TO HER I WILL PERSONALLY ATTACK YOU ALL AS NO ONE DESERVES FUCKING RUMOURS. NOT EVEN A SHITTY SELF CENTRED BITCH." I rolled my eyes and walked up to Fred who noticed my jumper.

"Definitely hate each other," Fred said. I frowned and crossed my arms.

"We do I just didn't have my jumper which someone had stolen so he let me borrow his as a sorry gift. He said he didn't spread it," I said as I looked down at the jumper which was quite big on me.

"Sure you keep telling yourself that," Fred laughed as he took a look at the jumper. "Wow even got his name on it." I slapped him on the back of the head.

"I hate him," I said as I turned to look at Mattheo. He was talking to his friends and he was smiling. He looked weird when he smiled. It was odd. I turned back to Fred as the bell rang.

Mattheo walked up to me and said, "Why did I get in a shit school? Especially with a potter," he said. All that kindness earlier went but I didn't care. He hated me and I hated him.

"I wish I never met you so don't worry I feel the same about you," I replied. Mattheo rolled his eyes and we headed towards the study hall.

We both sat down side by side and our legs touched. I didn't think he noticed so I didn't move mine.

"Why is potions so hard?" Mattheo asked as he leaned back. He let out a sigh of frustration and I laughed.

"Because you are a stupid bitch who never got taught properly," I said as I looked at the book. Mattheo rolled his eyes.

"Well, you weren't exactly raised with the equipment. Raised in a muggle family, like your mother. Mudblood," he said with a laugh. I pushed his chair back with my shoe and he fell backwards.

"Oops," I said with an amused face. Mattheo got up immediately and looked around. He had embarrassment written all over his face. "Someone's embarrassed."

"I'm fucking not. Shut up Potter," he said as he sat back down. Mattheo's leg
pressed against mine and then he kicked my knee.

"FUCK OW," I said as I looked down at my leg. Mattheo laughed and crossed his arms.

What the fuck am I going to do with this boy?

SORRY, ITS NOT THAT GOOD! I WAS STRUGGLING WITH AN IDEA BUT I THINK IT IS PRETTY OKAY 😭