Mattheo Riddle - Imagines/OneShot

New Girl - Pt. 2

Word Count: 552 

RECAP: 

A cheer erupted from the Slytherin table as the hat was removed from my head and made my way over to them, feeling the weight of all those eyes slowly lift from me. My new housemates greeted me with smiles and handshakes. I spotted familiar faces–Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley among them. I'd heard stories of them of course. Who hadn't? But I didn't want to be defined by my knowledge of others. I wanted to make my own mark. As I sat down, I caught the eye of a boy across the table. He was tall with tousled brown curly hair and an air of immense confidence. He wasn't as loud or instantly recognizable as some of the others, but there was something about him that caught my attention. He was watching me with a curious expression as if trying to figure me out. 

Continued: 

"Hi," I said, giving him a small smile.

"...", And nothing in response...okay then? But then a voice responded back to me. 

"Don't mind him," a girl said, "He's just in a sulky mood AS ALWAYS" she continued, rolling her eyes along as well, "The name's Pansy. Pansy Parkinson", she smiled.

"Hi, well I'm Y/N. Y/N Y/L, obviously" I lightly laughed. "And who are the rest of you?"

"What's up. I'm Blaise. Nice to meet you." a handsome boy responded.

"Hello, I'm Lorenzo Berkshire." The brown-haired boy replied.

"Yo, I'm Theodore Nott. Otherwise known as the sexy one of the group. Or just for you – you can call me Theo" a blue-eyed man said. 

Smiling at his remark, "Are you italian?"

To his surprise, he smiled and said with excitment, "Sì. Sai come parlarlo?" (Yes, do you know how to speak it?)

"Sì, ma sto ancora imparando" (Yes, but I am still learning), I replied back to him. "Sai cosa c'è che non va nel ragazzo con i capelli ricci?" (Do you know what is wrong with the curly-hair boy?).

He laughed and grabbed the curly-haired boy by the cheeks and said aloud, "Ah, this is Mattheo Riddle. Isn't he just the cutest thing you've ever seen?"

"THEO GET OFF OF ME" he announced while trying to wipe Theodore's hands away from his face. 

"Okay, okay, chill Mattheo. I was just trying to have some fun!" He laughed. 

"So Y/N?" Blaise turned to me, "You know any other languages or what?"

"Oh yes, I know French as well, and obviously English. I want to learn another one, but I'm not sure what yet. Probably Spanish since Italian and it is close in language?" I said thoughtfully. 

Then Lorenzo pipped in, "You know ... Mattheo knows some Spanish. He could always help you out?"

I looked at him, then towards Mattheo so seemed to not be interested in the conversation at all. 

"Yea...maybe..." I replied to him. 

I think I'm going to like it here. I appreciate that they didn't immediately ask why I had transferred or where I had come from; Even though it really doesn't matter, but the truth is Beauxbatons had been beautiful, elegant, but it hadn't felt like home. Hogwarts already has that feeling...

"Okay come on boys, it's time to head back to the dungeon" Pansy stated, "Oh and by the way, we are sharing a dorm." She smiled at me. 

"Alright, let's go!" I stated excitedly. 

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So not much happened, sorry for that. I couldn't really think of anything else to write without it possibly straining your eyes with how much I actually wrote. 

Oh and if the Italian translation is wrong BLAME GOOGLE TRANSLATE. I'M JUST A GIRL. 

Also! Do you guys like the format of the conversations? I'm trying to figure out if I like it or not, but I can't seem to get it to look like other Wattpad writers' format... if that makes sense?  

Stay beautiful as always!

Love, The Author