Chapter I - The Usual

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Witches and Wizards
are today returning to Hogwarts.
Multiple families saying their goodbyes to their children, crying & hugging them as if it was their last time seeing each other.

As usual right?

Genevieve Wisteria Granger, a young Slytherin student starting her 7th year at Hogwarts, had now successfully made it inside the Hogwarts Express, completely being out of breath. She had been on her own, ever since her mother and father had died in a Car accident.
Her parents were Muggles, but Genevieve somehow was born with with magical abilities.

"Bloody hell..." she cursed to herself, dragging her heavy suitcase next to her.

Genevieve used her last neutral strength throwing her suitcase on the overhead luggage racks.

Succeeding, she eventually sank in her seat after closing the cabinets door behind her.

"There you are mate! I've searched every bloody cabin in here. I even had to step into Eddie's Cabin! Goodness that smell of his never ends..." Genevieve turned to a familiar voice

"Clara, then you must have not searched well enough." She said with a joking tone
"And who is the hell is Eddie?" Genevieve questioned

"Just some cheeky, foolish tosser-" Clara got cut off

"Is he really just a Tosser or... do you like him?" Genevieve smirked
"That's rubbish!" She quietly yells at her friend. "How about you get your head out your own ass. You have enough guys that would kill to go out with you! Never in a million years would I go out with someone like Eddie."

Genevieve awkwardly smiled to herself looking out the window.

Clara doesn't know about her weird relationship with Mattheo Riddle. So does no one else in Hogwarts.
At the end of the 6th year, they've met in her dorm just making out or actually chatting. Genevieve thought he wasn't as bad as he pretended to be, but afterwards Mattheo hadn't text her or called her even once.
He made it clear that he doesn't want anyone to know about them hanging inside school.

He speaks about his reputation as if it was some kind of price.

She then thought about forgetting him and moving on, but something just made her kept on thinking, rethinking and overthink about him.
Slytherin boys were hard to understand anyway. Talking to them comes with a warning label.

As the Hogwarts Express stops at its tracks, everyone manages to get out.

Clara was a Griffindor which meant they weren't  allowed to sleep in the same dorms.
She was Genevieve's only real friend.
She then waved at her making her way to her own dorm.

Avoiding eye contact with anyone, someone suddenly bumped into her.
"Sorry, didn't see you there Mudblood!" Eden, another Slytherin whose been disliking Genevieve since the start, sarcastically said

Kneeling down to pick up the things that fell out of her Handbag, Mattheo walked past her not even looking down at her once.
Flicking her tongue she opens her dorm door, grabbed her things and threw them on her bed.
Genevieve sat down raising a hand to go through her hair, letting out an exhausted sigh.

A few hours had passed now, and Genevieve passed out in her bed sleeping. But a sudden knock on her door woke her up.

"Are you alone?" She sat up to see Mattheo entering the door, looking around making sure no one saw him.
"Pretty much." She answered with her hair all messy and her side of the room looking a mess.

"So how have you been?" He asked walking in

"Not like you care." She said being kinda annoyed

"Stop being fucking stupid. It's not like anyone else cares." Mattheo laughed

"Sorry." She apologized "I didn't want to get in a fight or something." Genevieve added.

"You didn't." He said sitting next to her on the bed

"I know you probably hate me, but you're the only person that really talks to me here."

"I don't." Mattheo said looking to his right to look at her.

"Well..." she paused
"Look I don't want anyone to know... here, so don't tell anyone." He said in a calm voice
"Like I talk to anyone." She said quietly gulping

Mattheo then leaned forward giving her a peck on the lips before leaning in completely.
He placed a hand in her cheek while still kissing her.

They then stoped as soon as it knocked on the door...

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