Chapter 12
It finally reached the end of October, which only meant one very important event in the calendar: Halloween. It was not an event that could be sorely missed either, with the annual decorations being put up. The Great Hall was decorated with thousands of live bats that fluttered and soared around the enchanted ceiling. Enchanted cobwebs appeared around the bannisters of the Grand Staircase and vast pumpkins were carved into lanterns large enough for three men to sit in.
As always, there was the Halloween feast on night of 31 October. The dinner was festooned with confectionery-filled pumpkins, apples, black cauldrons of big lollipops, carrot cake, bats, orange streamers, goblets of coloured sweets and Pumpkin juice.
The Halloween Feast was not the only thing for the older students to look forward to that night. In the Slytherin Common Room, the annual Halloween party was scheduled to commence at 9:00pm. The Slytherins hosted it every year, with the same house rules applying, meaning that this was the first Halloween party that Emerson and Olivia were invited too.
Everyone above Fifth-Year was automatically invited to the Halloween party. It was similar to the New Years celebration. Apparently, a couple of years ago, a group of Seventh-Year Slytherins didn't invite any other students from the other Houses for their Halloween party which ended up causing some disagreements. Since then, there was a mutual agreement that for event-based celebrations, it was no longer an invitation-only requirement to attend.
This meant that Emerson did not have any excuse not to attend, much to her dismay. She was relying on the fact that she would never get an invitation from a Slytherin student, solely due to the fact that she punched Mattheo. The news about it spread more than she liked, but she assumed that it meant she would be automatically disinvited from any Slytherin-hosted events in the near future.
The only Slytherin she associated with anyway, was Mattheo, and it certainly wasn't by choice. And, if there was ever a chance that he would invite her to a party, it definitely was slim at the moment.
In an odd turn of events, Mattheo did not speak to her since their detention two weeks ago. No insults, no taunts, no jibes came from him, even when they sat next to each other in Potions. It was complete radio silence.
Their Strengthening Solution was still stewing, which meant they hadn't worked together either since the detention but Emerson found his actions strange. They still sat together in Potions, but he didn't say anything to her. He spent the entire first month of school provoking her into speaking to him, yet now that she was, he was the one ignoring her. Emerson was suspicious, rather than relieved. She couldn't work out the reason behind his cold-shoulder.
A part of her still felt partially guilty for what she said to him that night during Snape's detention. She knew the truth about him; that he was never involved with Cedric's death. He was as innocent as she was for the loss of her boyfriend, yet she blatantly lied to him that she believed it was his fault. She didn't think he was a good person, but saying he was a monster was awful of her.
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Perfectly Wrong (Mattheo Riddle)
FanfictionEmerson Wilmore was an exemplary Ravenclaw student, known for her unwavering dedication to academics and an unyielding moral compass. However, things took a twisted and deviated turn in her life after her boyfriend, Cedric Diggory, was murdered by L...