Oh, my dear... (Mattheo Riddle ff)

how she met the older one...

M.R.

Usually, having all eyes on me when entering a room always annoyed me. But, if I was entering said room hand in hand with my girl, it felt different. 

All the important eyes were on us, as we entered the common room. My friends chuckled and giggled to themselves, Draco gave me an approving nod, Snape's face stayed almost emotionless, and Slughorn smiled widely.

Looking up, Lucius Malfoy smiled his dangerous smile. ,,Mattheo, my boy! Finally, gracing us with your presence!" he said, raising his voice over the whole room. 

Immediately, I felt Tom's eyes landing on me without even looking over my shoulder. Shrugging off the cold feeling, I led Phersephone over to the Malfoy family. 

Lucius looked down at us, still smirking darkly. His grip around my fingers was far too harsh, as we shook hands. 

,,Haven't seen you in such a long time, Mattheo. But listening to Dracos stories, you seem to be doing very well indeed..." His glance wandered over to Phersephone, and I didn't like something about that for some reason. 

,,And you, my dear, must be the reason for that, aren't you?" Lucius said smoothly. 

Quickly, I placed my hand over Phersephone's on my arm, preventing her from shaking his hand as well. 

,,Mr. Malfoy, this is Phersephone Thorne." I gave her hand a gently squeeze. ,,Love, this is Dracos father." 

She just smiled and nodded. 

I turned towards Narcissa. ,,And this is his wife, Dracos mother."

This time, I let Phersephone shake her hand. 

Narcissa smiled softly, and way more friendly than her husband, as she took Phersephone's hand. 

,,You look beautiful, Ms Thorne." she said. ,,That dress fits you perfectly."

Phersephone smiled back genuinely, before placing her hand back on my arm. ,,Thank you very much, Mrs Malfoy." 

Draco cleared his throat next to us, but Lucius overheard it. 

,,Tell me, Phersephone..." It made me just a little uncomfortable, that he called her by her first name. ,,... what makes a Ravenclaw like you, a student from no noble family, want to date a boy like our Mattheo, a Riddle himself?" 

Of course. For Lucius Malfoy, it was always about status, fame, and influence. But I knew Phersephone. I knew her well enough to know, that she wouldn't let that slide easily. 

,,Well, Mr Malfoy..." she answered, still holding onto my arm. ,,Luckily, Mattheo has got other good qualities than just his last name. For example, judging people based on their character and behaviour instead of only paying attention to family background." 

I couldn't help but chuckle to myself, and Draco quickly covered his mouth with one hand. 

,,I chose to date him, because he values me for the person I am, and not the person my last name makes me. Because some men actually date for love, instead of status, unlike others. Don't you think, my dear?" Phersephone asked with that beautiful cheeky smile of hers, quickly brushing a strand of her hair behind her ear.

That's my girl.

I just nodded, trying not to laugh at Lucius puzzled expression.

Frowning darkly, he just nodded slowly. ,,Is that so? Well, I sure hope for the best for the two of you, if you happen to be the right girl for him..."

,,Oh, trust me Mr Malfoy, she's more than that." I had to fight the urge to roll my eyes at him, quickly urging Phersephone towards Professor Snape. ,,Thank you, Mr Malfoy. I will get back to you sometime during this night, but Phersephone and I really have to speak to Professor Snape first."