The Queen of Snakes.

Chapter 2 : Why I Hate Gryffindor

After Mattheo and I started dating, we became a force to be reckoned with, the both of us earning names for ourselves. Mattheo started getting called the Mamba, because his short temper could be compared to that of a Black Mambas' temper, most newer year students not even daring to say his actual name. I started being referred to as 'The Queen of Snakes' on the regular, never really understanding the name within the first week of hearing it, but quickly realising after a certain incident with a few Gryffindor kids. I was walking and passing by the courtyard when I heard a commotion, my interest peaking as I went to investigate. As I neared the noise, I could see Mattheo and two of his best friends, Theodore Nott and Lorenzo Berkshire, but I always called them Theo and Enzo.

Mattheo was in the face of a certain Gryffindor boy, the famous Harry Potter, along with his Weasley friend and Mudblood know it all.

" You're pathetic Riddle! The only reason anyone at this school even tolerates you is because they're all scared of you! And scared of what might happen to them if your father comes back."

" Shut your mouth Potter! You don't know anything about me!"

I ran towards the two, pushing myself in the middle of them and separating them, facing my boyfriend.

" Mattheo! Calm down baby, he's not worth it."

I took Mattheo's hands in my own, looking at his set jaw as he fummed with anger, glaring back at Harry.

" Let it go, alright? Be the bigger person."

His gaze flickered down to me as he sighed, resting his forehead against mine as he nodded, looking back at Harry.

" You're lucky this time, Potter. Mind yourself the next time you try to cross any Slytherin."

Mattheo turned away and started walking, his arm around my waist as I looked over my shoulder at Enzo and Theo.

" Boys, leave it."

They turned and started walking behind Mattheo and I, muttering under their breaths. We were a few feet away from Potter and his friends when he decided to poke the snake even more.

" Looks like your bitchy girlfriend had to save you again, like always. I don't know how you deal with her, because I wouldn't be able to-"

I snapped, ripping out of Mattheos' hold and charging at Potter, punching him in the face and knocking him down. I climbed onto him, delivering multiple punches to his face before I was pulled off by the boys. They dragged me away, kicking and screaming as passing by students stopped to stare. They dragged me all the way to the Boys Washroom, taking me into one of the showers and pressing me up against the wall, turning on the water so I was kept in place under the water by their hands. I let out a ear piercing scream, hoping they would release me, but they just flinched a bit.

" Let me go!"

" Chill the f*ck out first."

" I said let me go!"

" Y/n, if you think that I won't have Theo and Enzo dunk you in a bath, you clearly have forgotten who you're dealing with. Now calm down."

I huffed, my chest rising and falling with anger as I stared straight ahead at Mattheo, some of the anger disapating as I sighed in defeat. Everyone at Hogwarts who knew of Mattheo knew that he wasn't one to argue with when it came to me and my temper. He reached for the knob of the shower and turned it off, nodding at Theo and Enzo as they released me. They took a few steps back to stand on either side of Mattheo, apologizing with just a look as they looked at me, soaked and dripping with water from head to toe.

" The shower? Really?"

" And what would you have done if you were going to take me somewhere to get me out of a dangerous rage?"