𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 ★ mattheo riddle

003, quidditch practice

chapter three
003, quidditch practice

THE tired ravenclaws trail through the courtyard, broomsticks gripped on their hands. This morning, Isabel had to wake up extremely early which included rushing her makeup, so now she has a scowl on her face.

"Cheer up, Izzie." Nathan teases, nudging her with his broom. "I would be if I didn't have to wake up at four in the morning." Isabel sends him a spiteful smile.

"As deputy, you should be here before the other team mates." She rolls her eyes.

When Nathan made quidditch captain, he assured that she would be his deputy. Yet, they are practically both captain.

Isabel's slight smile drops at the sight of the slytherin team strolling towards them dressed in their deep green quidditch kit.

To her luck, Mattheo Riddle is one of the players. Not only a player — he's the captain.

"What are you doing?" She stops in front of them. Of course, Mattheo has a smirk on his face. "What are you doing? I'm going to practice." He teases.

"We booked the pitch." She states as she stares into his eyes — trying not to get lost in them. "I'm afraid not. Snape has have us permission."

He slides a small piece of paper and holds it out to her. She immediately snatches it, her eyes scanning over the black ink letters.

"I don't see an actual reason." Isabel looks up to find Mattheo already intensely staring at her. "Permission from a teacher should be enough. Or do you need more, pretty?" He reaches out to cup her cheek. She pauses for a moment before slapping his hand away.

Nathan steps forward and wraps an arm around the girls waist. "Fine, you have one hour. Then the pitch is ours." He spitefully compromises.

Nathan can't help his eyes travel to Blaise as he speaks.

"See it isn't that hard, pretty." Mattheo tilts his head mockingly. Isabel rolls her eyes. "I'll pick you up for our date later." He flirts shamelessly, winking.

"In your dreams, Riddle." She retorts as she gently grips Nathan's arm and guides him back to the group of sleepy ravenclaws.

The slytherins begin to stroll towards the vast grass land, twidling their brooms between their hands.

"Smoking so early, Theo?" Mattheo walks along side his friend, his smirk remaining on his face.

"I need a cigarette or two when you wake my ass up at the crack of dawn just so you can annoy Isabel." Theo complains as he throws his cigarette to the ground and stomps on it.

"I'm telling you this will work. She'll be head over heels for me in half the time." Mattheo states confidently.

Enzo chuckles and falls into step with his two other friends. "Making her hate you seems very effective." He comments sarcastically.

"Besides, Isabel is one for holding grudges." Enzo informs the two. "This is perfect." His smile drops.

"You and Pansy are friends with her. We bring her into our friend group, she falls in love with me and we all drop her."

Enzo shakes his head in disaproval. "I will not be apart of any of this. Isabel is sweet and doesn't deserve to get lead on by a dick such as yourself." Theo rolls his eyes.

"You would get to see you crush more. London Sanchez is it?" Enzo immediately flushes bright pink.

Their conversation soon ends and practice begins. They take up only an hour, as promised. Yet, luckily for the ravenclaws it begins to pour down before they can even reach the stadiums. Rather unlucky I would say.

Isabel, Nathan and the other ravenclaws hurry back to the changing rooms located by the courtyard.

Isabel sighs, looking at her drenched hair in the mirror. She shivers while peeling off her wet kit.

"Izzie, babes, I need to get to potions. Last time I was late, Snape threatened he would make me and Hermionie go head to head. I cannot go through that humiliation." Nathan calls to her.

Since she's the only girl on the team, the changing rooms are separate which means she gets a whole room to herself with a warm shower.

"I'll see you later, Nate!" She replies while sliding on a pair of baggy jeans and an oversized top that happens to be her spare quidditch jersey.

Usually she'll throw back on her school uniform but Mcgonagall requested she helps out with the first years quidditch lesson since the normal teacher is out ill.

She hums a soft tune of BIRDS OF A FEATHER by Billie Eilish as she calmly exits the changing rooms to see the courtyard full with a thick fog, reaching towards the surrounding mountains.

"Isabel Hart."

The said girl sighs and takes a deep breath before facing the boy that she definitely doesn't want to see.

Mattheo Riddle leans against the wall with his arms crossed and his usual charming smirk on his face. However, theres four other boys with him.

"You again. I might start thinking that you're obsessed with me." She retorts, folding her arms across her chest.

"What would do if I say I am?" He taunts with no shame at all.

"I would call you insane." Isabel replies curtly. "Are you going to introduce us or not?" One of the other boys nudges him.

Mattheo chuckles. "These are my friends." He motions to them.

"No shit."

"This is Theo, This is Draco-" He begins. "No need to continue droning on. I know Enzo and Blaise." She interrupts.

"Ha! She knows me already!" Enzo boastes. Mattheo rolls his eyes and mumbles "Shut up."

"How does that feel? Knowing that she likes us more than you?" Blaise aggressively slaps his shoulder. Isabel smiles at their excited behaviour.

"Lovely meeting all of you but I have somewhere to be." She tells them.

"Nice seeing you Isabel, I'll have to get to know you better." Theo winks, earning an annoyed glance from Mattheo. While Draco remains quiet the entire conversation.

Isabel chuckles. "I think Mattheo bugging me is enough but we'll see." The girl flushes a small smile to her pre-existing friends before strolling across the courtyard.

"See you soon, pretty!" He calls after her. Isabel can't help the small smile and her face as she replies with "We'll see Mattheo."

"You can call me Matty!"

"You wish."