Rivals To Romance [Mattheo Riddle x Evelise Randall]

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C H A P T E R  III

A few days passed and we started classes.

MONDAY Schedule

BREAKFAST | 7:30 - 9:20
PERIOD 1 | D.A.D.A. | 9:30 - 10:30
PERIOD 2 | CHARMS | 10:40 - 11:40
LUNCH | 11:40 - 12:40
PERIOD 3 | POTIONS | 12:50 - 1:50
PERIOD 4 | TRANSFIG. | 2:00 - 3:00

I walked with Harry, Hermione, and Ron to breakfast, we sat down and put food on our plates to eat.

Harry and I were giggling about how we saw a first year trip into the fountain outside in the Clock Tower Courtyard.

"I'm gonna tell her," Hermione said to Ron.

"No! He'll get mad at me." Ron and Hermione shuffled.

"Then why'd you tell me?"

"That's different!"

"Ellie," Hermione called me and Ron tried putting his hand over her mouth but she held his wrist.

"Don't listen to her, Ellie!"

"A little birdie told me that Oliver fancies you."

I scoffed, "Oliver? As in Oliver Wood?"

"Yes." She smiled.

I smiled brightly and giggled. I looked at Harry and he smiled, raising his brows.

"Well, maybe I fancy him as well."

"'Well, maybe' you should tell him!"

"I'll think about it."

***

In D.A.D.A. I sat beside Hermione behind Harry and Ron. Other students walked in, people I knew, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, Tracey Davis, Millicent Bulstrode, Ernie Macmillan, Susan Bones, Luna Lovegood, Cho Chang, Michael Corner, and... of course. I sighed. The Slytherin Boys.

They all walked past me, Blaise looked at me, Draco wiggled his eyebrows at me, Theodore gave me a smirk, Lorenzo smiled at me and waved, and Mattheo gave me a dirty look, or maybe that was just his regular face. I couldn't quite tell.

Hermione giggled, "Looks like you've been wooing other boys, maybe you want them more than Oliver?" she asked.

"What? No! Remember last year I joined Quidditch?"

"They're your teammates?" She scoffed, "Out of everyone it has to be The Slytherin Boys, how ironic." She laughed.

"Funny, innit?" I crossed my arms.

"I'm sorry, Ellie, it's just too funny." She continued laughing.

"Whatcha giggling about?" Ron asked, leaning over the desk to us.

"Nothing." I pushed his face away and Hermione laughed even more, "Did one of you dingheads give her candy?"

"No..." Ron lied, looking away.

I rolled my eyes and looked towards the front of the class. Professor Snape came in and everyone groaned.

"Everyone, open your books to page 394," he said.

***

Mattheo Riddle

My mates and I walked into D.A.D.A. Once we got in, I saw her. Why was she here? At least this way I can bully her easier. I gave her a glare as I walked passed and heard her friend giggle.

I sat with Draco, Lorenzo sat with Theodore, and Blaise sat with Luna. The boys and I made him sit with her, as he always found a way to talk about her and we knew he liked her.

"Do you hate anyone more than Evelise?" Draco asked, suddenly.

"If you're asking for consent to ask out my rival, don't even think about it."

"No, it's just a simple question."

I thought for a bit, "There might be, in the future. What about you? Do you hate anyone more than Potter?"

"My father."

"...Yeah, me too..." I put my hand on his back.

A few seconds later Professor Snape walked in and demanded to turn to page 394. We did as told and the topic was werewolves.

I watched Draco make a paper bird with a piece of parchment he wrote on, he put a charm on it and it flapped its wings, flying straight onto Harry's desk.

"What'd you write?"

"Just a ridiculous drawing of him..."

***

Evelise Randall

"...Just a ridiculous drawing of me," Harry said, handing it to me.

I grabbed it and it showed a drawing of Harry getting hit by a bludger and getting struck by lightning.

After class I got up and went straight to Draco with the paper bird, "Hey."

"Hello." Draco smirked, "To what do I owe this greeting?"

I shoved the paper bird into his chest, "You should really stop, it's not even funny at this point."

Draco grabbed the parchment, "I don't know, Evelise, if I stop then imagine how boring his life would be."

"Is that supposed to be a joke or something?"

"Come on princess, there's no point in arguing with my mate." Mattheo stood in between us.

Princess...?

"You really should mind your business."

"It is my business, you're talking to my friend." Mattheo's eyes pierced into mine.

"Puta Madre," I muttered, lowering my gaze to the ground.

"Te puedo entender." Mattheo said with a perfect accent.

I shot my gaze back to him in shock, I played it off and walked out of the classroom.

As I walked out two tall people bumped into me. I knew it was Fred and George before I faced them, I had an idea.

"Oh, hello, boy, do I have a mission for us," I said with a big smile as they looked at each other with a smirk forming in their faces.

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