Are you falling in love? | Mattheo Riddle

Chapter 15- 'you have to be quiet.'

A few days later

I had been sick for around a week but recently recovered. 

"Theres a party tonight." Pansy says, looking at her phone.

"Oh okay," 

"Maybe Cedric will ask you to be his girlfriend?" Daphne giggles and Pansy squeals.

A blush rises to my cheeks.

"Maybe."

Cedric took me on 2 more dates before I got sick and they were amazing. 

"Come on, get up Y/n, we have to get ready for class."

A few minutes later, I finish getting ready and we head to class.

Daphne leaves us midway to go to potions while Pansy and I make our way to DADA.

We barge into the classroom, late. 

"Detention, both of you!" Snape yells.

"Ms Parkinson, you may sit next to Mr Diggory and Ms Lestrange." Snape stops to scan the room.

"You may sit next to Mr Riddle." He says and I swear I see a small smile creep up onto his lips.

Pansy quietly groans as I roll my eyes.

I get to my seat and Snape continues talking.

"Why are you late?" Mattheo asks, looking at the board.

"Why do you care?" I ask, resting my head in my hands.

"Were you with Cedric?" he whispers.

"What? No!" I whisper-shout.

"Were you with him last night?" he asks his hand on my thigh.

"Why do you care?" I say, my face getting slightly red.

"Were you with Cedric last night?" He asks again, his hand squeezing my thigh, emphasising each word.

My face turns red like a tomato.

"Are you okay Ms Lestrange?" Snape yells?

"Y-yes." I say as the entire class looks at me.

Shit, why am I flustered.

Mattheo's hand stays on my thigh.

My face turns even more red from embarrasment. 

I hide my face between my hair.

"Then focus up!" Snape yells, looking at the class.

The class turns to face him.

"Fuck. You." I say to Mattheo, forcing his hand off my thigh.

I can practically hear his smirk.

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Lunch

I am in my dorm with Pansy and Daphne.

"So, uhm, Y/n?" Pansy says.