Translation; Okay then where are we right now?
"tu parles français?!" I ask him surprised.
Translation; You speak french?!
"oui" he awnsers with a smirk.
Translation; A/n: do you really need a translation for that though?.... It means yes.
Honestly! Does he ever stop smirking?!
"Bon. Alors, qu'avez-vous fait à cet homme dans cette ruelle? " I say angrily, knowing very well that the others can't understand a word.
Translation: good. So then what did you do to that man in the alley?!(I think... Idk I forgot.)
"Je pense que vous savez très bien ce que je lui ai fait. Tu regardais après tout, n'étais-tu pas chérieVous regardiez après tout, n'étais-tu pas chérie?" Mattheo says with a smirk again.
Translation: I think you know very well what I did to him. You were watching after all, weren't you darling?
"Ne m'appelez pas chérie. Je ne t'aime même plus comme avant... Eh bien, je pensais que j'avais l'habitude de le faire. Maintenant, je ne suis pas sûr de l'avoir jamais vraiment fait." I say to him sternly.
Translation: Don't call me Darling. I don't love you anymore like I used to... Well thought I used to.
"d'accord, quoi que tu dises mon amour" Mattheo says with a smirk,
Translation: alright, whatever you say my love.
Ugh i fucking hate him and I know he never loved me! How could a killer love someone? Besides i never loved him either so. . . we're even I guess.
"euh arrête avec ces stupides noms d'animaux. Je te déteste Mattheo Marvolo Riddle.je te deteste." I say getting frustrated with him.
Translation; Ugh stop with these stupid pet names Mattheo Marvolo Riddle. I hate you.
"Eh bien, je ne vous aime pas moi-même si c'est ce que vous pensez." He says to me picking at some grass.
Translation: well I don't quite fancy you my self if thats what your implying.
"J'aurais aimé ne jamais marcher jusqu'à cette tour d'astronomie cette nuit-là." i mumble under my breath.
Translation: (A/n: Hehe I'm not telling you until laterrrrr. There is a hint that most of you will notice.)
He suddenly stopped arguing with me as he looked down picking at the grass, soon talking to the others, acting as if he didn't couldn't hear me when I commented on something the others said. And at that moment, I knew that I had gone too far.
"That doesn't even make any sense!" Pansy says to Theodore awnsering her question on why everybody calls her pugface,"Everyone else has a logical name! Like how they call Blasie, Blaise Zuccini, and Draco, Ferret-boy and-"
"Who the fuck calls me ferret-boy?!" Draco asks defensively.
Everybody looks over at me. I'm not sure why, Pansy calls him ferret boy too.
"Bella always calls you ferret-boy so if you want someone to be mad at, be mad at her."Pansy says.
"Oh shut it." I tell Pansy rolling my eyes,"We only call him that so you can talk about how much you love-"
"Alright!" She says quickly glancing at Blaise to see if he knew what I was about to say.
"You like Draco?" Blaise asks her.
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