Y/N. Texting him is like watching rain flow down a window. Texting him is like being free. Texting him is happiness. Mattheo. Texting her is like watching rain flow down a window. Texting her is like being free. Texting her is happiness. Follow Mattheo Riddle and Y/N Snape and their forbidden love unfold via text and group chats. Year six of Hogwarts. I do not own most of these characters I only own Celest Riddle, Kenzie Nott, Chelsy Berkshire, Mara Malfoy, Y/N Snape, Evander Snape, and Aroura Snape. If you haven't read my other stories, please do! If you have read my other stories thank you! some curse words are used. VERY short chapters! Thank you for reading! Just know the story is a fucking ripoff from the description but still a fairly good story if you like cringie assss stories...

ANNALISE MADE A GROUP CHAT WITH 5 OTHER PEOPLE! YOU: hey Malfoy my bed's broken, can I sleep in yours? ;) BLONDIE: i mean... YOU: i'm jk send the charms hw A story in which phones and the internet exist at Hogwarts, and a group chat is made for fun. [SOCIAL MEDIA AU | TEXT FORMAT] All credits to jkr (do not support).

"Hey Blake, I'm sorry but I don't think we can do this anymore." "Who the f*ck is Blake?" "Oh, sh*t!" A dialogue story *completed*