What If? | Mattheo Riddle

Chapter Six-Halloween

It's been a week since exams ended. I ofcourse got straight A's. As always. Although my mental health went downhill. I'm surviving on 3 hours of sleep. However no time to cry because it's Halloween.
It's 6 pm as we make our way down the Great Hall and sit on the Slytherin table. The air is filled with the delicious smell of different food. The tables are covered in plates as always. Apples, meat, french fries, mushed potatoes, puddings, muffins, pancakes, cupcakes, different types of candy, weird looking drinks which have steam dripping from them. Students sitting around, talking, laughing and eating with their friends. Ghosts flying around. Nearly Headless Nick, or Sir Nicholas like he likes us to call him is flying around, either scaring the first years or making jokes. Personally he is my favorite ghost. He has an interesting backstory, he is funny, likes joking around and scaring people. Despite that he is dressed classy, which only adds to his mysterious appearance. Plus he had my back a few times when I was exploring Hogwarts past midnight.
He flies past me and Pansy, pulling his head off his neck while sticking his toungue out. We laugh, while some first years scream.
Everyone is eating. I can feel someone glancing at me. I look at the direction from where the glance is coming. Only to see Riddle. My eyes meet his, causing a small smirk to tug at his lips. I stick my tongue at him, trying to irritate him. However his smirk only widens as he shakes his head, amused. His expression changing to one of 'You look like a immature child.' I smile. Wait-what? Me? Smiling at Riddle? No I'm not. I quickly look away, pretending I'm smiling at something else.

-Skiptime to 8 pm.

There's a party in the Slytherin common room. It's a theme party, ofcourse. Everyone needs to have a costume. And if you're surprised, why? We're Slytherins after all, what do you excpect? We play tea party and build a dollhouse? Nah. We party.
Me and Pansy spent the past hour getting ready. Showering, doing our make-up, doing our hair and putting on our outfits.
We look at purselfes in the mirror. And let me tell you. We rock!
Pansy is dressed as a cupid.

This is her costume.

I'm dressed as an Angel. It may sound cliche or common, but that's the other's opinion. Personally I love it.