(Theo's POV)
We're on our way to breakfast and I could tell that Isa was nervous.
I think she's worried about the girls. She doesn't seem to understand that
we will never let anything happen to her.
She made eye contact with me and immediately looked away. Probably because when she woke up, my arms were around her.
It's not my fault that it's comfortable to hug her when I
It's a bummer. She's going to stay with us for a while, so she might as well get used to it.
She's talking about how Potter and Weasley got detention for a month after
crashing a car into the whomping willow.
She looks so cute as she tries to explain what happened to Draco.
I know we're only twelve, but me and the boys feel the need to protect her.
Pansy and Daphne are sitting where Isa and us usually sit.
"Guys, maybe we should sit on the other end of the table?" She suggested shyly.
"I know Enzo said that you're in charge and he's not wrong, but we're still doing what's best for you. So we're sitting here." Regulus smiled as he walked closer to the table.
"Move. We're sitting here." Mattheo said, his voice was absolutely flat.
"Who do you think you are?" Pansy scoffed.
"I'm Mattheo Riddle, and I'm telling you to move. Remember what happened last time we did this dance?"
The girls immediately turned pale and got up.
Five gave them the fakest smile as they walked past him.
"Mattheo...that wasn't necessary." Isa said silently.
"Princess, I don't give two fucks about them. I care about you, so I'll make sure they stay away from you." He admitted.
She tried her hardest not to smile.
"Alright, just promise me that you won't get to any more fights." She pleaded.
"Fine, but only for this year. No promises next year." Mattheo agreed.
Isa sighed and let it go.
We finish breakfast and head for our first class, Defense Against the Dark Arts.
I pull a chair next to Isa and take out my books.
"I don't think this oaf should be teaching any classes." Isa mutters to me as she looks around the class.
There are dozens of portraits of our new teacher, Gilderoy Lockhart.
"Hello, class. I am your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Today we will begin with a small quiz. Nothing fancy, but first, I want to learn your names. Let's go down the line. You start." He points at me.
"I'm Theodore Nott." | greet.
"I'm Isabella Wilson."
He keeps going down the line until he gets to the Riddle brothers.
Lockhart's eyes widen when Mattheo introduces himself.
"I'm Tom Riddle" Lockhart pales and even stumbled back. "R-Riddle?" He stuttered.
"Yeah, Tom Riddle...the third." He added, feeling it was necessary.
Lockhart completely stopped the little "game" and told us to start the quiz.
I look down at the paper and see that all the questions are about him.
"What the fuck is this rubbish?" | curse to myself.
I put the paper down and rest my head on the desk and I quickly fall asleep. I slept well last night, but not for a lot.
After a few minutes, I feel Isa playing with my hair. I was already awake for a while, but I didn't want her to feel like she woke me up.
I peer up at her as she bumps her leg with mine in attempt to wake me up.
"What?" I mouth to her as I rub my eyes. She points to the front of the room where Lockhart is staring at me.
"Is there a problem, sir?" I ask sarcastically. "Yes, you shall not fall asleep in my class." He muttered angrily. "I wasn't sleeping, try thinking of it as, "resting my eyes and mind.'" I joke. "Detention, Mr. Nott."
Mattheo and Tom are sitting behind me and I hear Tom whisper to Mattheo.
"Fuck it. If this is our reputation, then let's have some fun with it."
Tom turns back to the front.
"Professor, me and Theodore have plans all week. I wouldn't put him in detention. If you do, we'll have to reschedule everything, and we wouldn't want to go through all that trouble, would we?"
Tom's tone was perfect. It was like he was asking for Lockhart's opinion while leaving no room for argument.
"Y-yes, of course. My apologies, Mr. Nott. There won't be any detention for you."
I smirk and turn to face Tom. He nods at me with a soft smile.
"Anyway, today, we will be learning to defend ourselves from pixies." Lockhart began once more.
Lockhart opens the cage and a few dozen pixies for the room apart.
I see what the pixies start doing to other students and their stuff, so I throw myself on top of Isa.
She covers her head in attempt to stand up. "Stay here, Tesoro. I got you. Don't worry." I wink.
"Do something!" Five yells to Lockhart.
When he doesn't do anything, Granger takes out her wand and freezes the creatures.
I get up and unwrap my arms from around Isa.
I was expecting her to ask me why I did that, but instead she asks me: "What does 'tesoro' mean?" "It means 'darling'." I answer.
She looks at me in shock. "What? Were you not expecting to be called that by your best friend?" I joke.
"Alright, let's go to our next class. After potions, we have quidditch tryouts." Regulus smiled eagerly.
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