Enchanted Chaos (Mattheo Riddle)

Chapter 13: Hidden charms

The discovery of the hidden room had become an obsession for Y/n and Mattheo. Every free moment they had was spent there, poring over ancient texts and uncovering secrets that seemed almost too powerful to comprehend.

One evening, after another long day of classes,Y/n found Mattheo already in the hidden room, examining a dusty old book. He looked up as she entered, a playful smile tugging at his lips.

"Late again, Malfoy," he teased, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

She rolled her eyes but couldn't help smiling back.

"Not all of us can charm our way out of detention, Riddle."

He laughed, setting the book aside.

"True, but then again, not all of us have your knack for finding trouble."

As they settled into their usual spots, Y/n noticed Mattheo's rings glinting in the candlelight. She found herself staring at them, mesmerized by their intricate designs.

"Like what you see, love?" Mattheo's voice broke through her thoughts, his tone teasing yet gentle.

She snapped her gaze away, feeling a blush creep up her cheeks.

"Oh...uh, sorry. I didn't mean to stare."

He chuckled, reaching out to gently tilt her chin up so she was looking into his eyes.

"It's alright. I don't mind."

Her heart skipped a beat at his words, the intensity of his gaze making her feel both flustered and exhilarated. She quickly changed the subject, focusing on the book in front of them.

"Let's get back to work. We still have a lot to decode."

They spent the next few hours delving into the mysteries of the hidden room, their conversations punctuated by moments of playful banter and flirtatious glances. Despite the seriousness of their discoveries, there was a lightness between them that made the hours fly by.

Eventually, Mattheo leaned back, stretching his arms.

"Alright, we've done enough for today. How about we take a break?"

Y/n looked up, her curiosity piqued.

"What do you have in mind?"

He grinned, a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

"How about a date? Tomorrow, in Hogsmeade?"

Her heart fluttered at the thought.

"Are you asking me out, Riddle?"

He shrugged, trying to play it cool but failing miserably.

"Maybe. Depends on your answer."

She laughed, feeling a rush of warmth.

"I'd love to."

"Great. It's a date then."

After their study session, Y/n headed back to her dorm room, a smile playing on her lips. As she entered, she found Pansy sprawled on her bed, reading a magazine.

"You look suspiciously happy," Pansy noted, raising an eyebrow. "What's up?"

Y/n couldn't contain her excitement any longer.

"Mattheo asked me out."

Pansy's eyes widened, and she practically squealed with delight.

"No way! Tell me everything!"