"Eleria!" Mattheo calls for me, but I ignore him.
If he is going to invite me then let other treat me like shit, then there's no respect. "Eleria." Mattheo's in stride with me now.
"Fuck off Riddle"
This seems to puncture him a little as he still is not to terms with everything that happened.
"Come on." He tries.
I stop and face him. "No Riddle." I watch him wince again. "Come off it. A month has passed."
"You can talk."
"Why? Because I have all my siblings. Who, in case you forgot, treat me like shit."
Mattheo sighs. "I am sorry."
"No! Sorry doesn't cut it anymore."
"Why?"
"Because you're the first person I actually care about, and you still shut me out.!"
We stare at each other for a second, then he kisses me. Just a quick peck on the lips.
"What ..." I mumble.
"I don't know if you meant you have feelings for me or -"
Instead of letting him finish, I kiss him back. The smell of cologne and cigarettes making me dizzy. A warn tingling sensation runs through me.
As we break apart, I notice three figures watching us. Mattheo and I turn to see Theodore, Lorenzo, and Draco all looking at us smugly.
"Knew it!" They all say.
Mattheo runs after them and the other three run away whilst I just stand there laughing.
Well I guess things can change. A month ago was terrible. But today is amazing.
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The Weasel's Riddle
FantasyEleria Weasley joins Hogwarts in her Fifth Year instead of her First. For five years Eleria fought a sickness that should have killed her, but instead she won over it. When she arrives at Hogwarts, she is sorted into Slytherin unlike all of her fami...
