Mattheo Riddle- Solve the Riddle..

Chapter 2- Riddles Return

TW: Light swearing!

As I take my seat in the great hall in between Theodore and Tom, the energy from the room is vibrating from excitement as the first years sit restlessly as they wait to be sorted into their houses. "Lovegood, Weasley, Longbottom, Granger...." The voices all faded into one with the occasional claps when someone got sorted into Slytherin while Mcgonagall calls out names one after the other. Once the sorting is complete we sing the Hogwarts song, quite upbeat. But thats when... the rumour comes true..

We are all sat listening to Dumbledores announcements, the same old "the forbidden forest is forbidden" and "curfew is at 10" but once announcement catches my attention.

"But for the fifth years, we have a new student" Dumbledore starts and I glance at Tom noticing how his jaw is clenched. "Everybody welcome, Mattheo Riddle."

A round of applause broke out from the first years and the slytherins but the whispers floated around the room 'oh my god he's so fucking cute' and 'I hope he's in my dorm' were some of the few choiced words as I jokingly glare at Pansy as she whispers to me.

"Oh my god this is perfect! Daphne has Lorenzo I have Blaise and you can have Mattheo!" I jokingly pull her hair as I would prefer not to date Mattheo.

"Fuck no! I'd rather not with the rumours around him. Imagine how many first years will scribble his name in their diary they keep under their pillow with a magical passcode." I snicker.

Mattheo walks in with a mysterious aura around him, his lack of eye contact and thr confidence he carries himself with gives off a dangerous vibe. His brunette curls shine in the light and his piercing silver green eyes reads your mind then he looks away with a smirk. As he walks up to the stage the hall falls deadly silent. Everyone either trying to catch his eye or avoid his gaze. He sits down on the chair and without the hat touching his head it exclaims. "Slytherin!"

Me, Tom and the rest of the boys clap hesitantly as he strides over and sits next to me. I look at Pansy and mouth 'What the fuck' and avoid eye contact knowing if I look at him he will read my mind. "What's wrong sweetheart? Can't handle me reading your thoughts?" He utters smugly as I can hear the smirk in his voice. Infuriating.

I turn away as a light blush rises to my cheeks while I try to steady my breathing. I never reacted well to eye contact. I never have, but the way he stared into my eyes as if he was dead inside sent a shiver down my spine. "Awh cmon doll. Look me in the eye or are you scared?" He taunts as we all disperse out the hall and back to our common rooms as I walk with Daphne and Pansy discussing what to wear for the annual slytherin first night party....