Mattheo Riddle One Shots

How it started (info)

Table of contents
How it started (info)
How it started -1-
How it started -2- (finally)

You were excited to start at Hogwarts, happy to finally start learning more about magic.

Your parents gave you goodbye hugs and sent you to get on the train, waving to you. You got onboard the train and began looking around for a seat. A lot of compartments were filled with kids, especially older kids, and they intimidated you, so you looked for other compartments.

You finally found one with one kid that looked to be your age. You opened the compartment door and the boy whipped his head to look at you with a cold gaze.

He had curly, brunette hair and brown eyes and was wearing the school uniform.

"Hi, sorry, I was wondering if I could sit with you. Everywhere else seems to be full." You said softly.

The boy sighed before gesturing to the seat across from him.
"Thank you." You smiled and sat down, looking at him. He had soft looking brown hair and pretty brown eyes. "I'm (Y/N)."
He rolled his eyes and looked out the window.

"Mattheo." He said bluntly.

"Hi, Mattheo. Are you also a first year?" You asked, settling into your seat more.

"Yes."

He wasn't very talkative, you noted. "Well, I am, too. I'm excited to start at Hogwarts and find out what house I'm in and everything. How about you?"

"I guess." He said, crossing his arms over his chest as he kept looking out the window.

"Are you always this quiet?" You asked, tilting your head as you looked over him, observing him.

"Mostly." He said and looked at you now, glancing over you briefly before looking away.

"Do you mind me talking to you?" You asked.

"I can't exactly control you, can I?" He sighed softly.
"Well, no, but I don't wanna be rude or anything."
"You can talk, just don't expect much from me." He said.

"Alright. You know I heard whoever you ride with on the train your first year will be your best friends the whole time at Hogwarts, if not after."

"So I'm stuck with you?" He asked, glancing over at you again before looking back out the window.

"Yeah, probably." You smiled.

He rolled his eyes, sighing again. "I wouldn't have let you sit then."

A joke? Maybe. "Well, I guess that's unfortunate for you, huh?" You say, still smiling.

Another boy came into the compartment and sat by Mattheo, followed by a few other boys as they filled up the compartment.
"I've been looking for you for ages." The blonde haired boy said to Mattheo.

"You didn't have to find me. I was doing just fine here without you." Mattheo said as he turned to the boy.
"Mother asked me to. Said something about how she wanted me to ride with you. You know she is." The boy said and Mattheo rolled his eyes again, looking out the window.

"You know him?" You asked and the blonde haired boy turned to you.

"Yes, unfortunately, he's my cousin. I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." He said with a proud smile.

"I'm (Y/L/N), (Y/N) (Y/L/N)." You said, copying him.
"I'm Theodore Nott." The boy who sat next to you said, giving you a smirk.

"I'm Lorenzo Berkshire." The boy next to him said with a sweet smile.

"Blaise Zabini." The boy next to Draco said.
"Right. Nice to meet all of you." You said with a smile.
The boys all chatted loudly, except for Mattheo, he didn't speak up much, mostly looked out the window.

That was how you first met Mattheo Riddle, the boy who'd soon be known as the asshole of Hogwarts, and all of his triends as well.