you were known around hogwarts, in a good way, of course. if you went around asking everyone would say they consider you a friend, well, not any of the slytherins. they despised you. giving you the title of ‘too bubbly’, ‘loud’, and ‘annoying’.

not that you cared, you liked how you were. you loved helping people, taking care of things, and offering help to anyone— going back to loving helping people. but there was one boy that spiked your interest.

mattheo riddle, a known slytherin for being you-know-who’s son. even some of the slytherins ignored him despite being in the same house as him, and that made you feel bad. why were people judging so quick?

maybe he wasn’t like you-know-who. nobody would know because they never gave him a chance! being you, you decided to approach him one day in charms. everybody was allowed partners and as expected, people ignored him.

his brows snapped together as he noticed you, his lips pressing into a tight thin line. "what do you want, miss prissy?”