You were a good student at Hogwarts. Good grades, the perfect good girl. You were always made fun of for that, though…

You were in class one day. A skilled artist like you—of course with their head buried in their sketch book. Until… a person sat down next to you. They looked over your shoulder to see what you’re drawing. They saw…

An Victorian dress, a design you drew yourself. You look up at the person… it was Mattheo. Tom Riddle‘s younger brother. The boy that picked on you the most.