It was a few weeks into the new school year at Hogwarts as you find yourself sitting in the courtyard, just reading a book and enjoying the calm weather. Various students were about on the early school morning, it being a little cold but nice enough to not wear a sweater, and birds chirping in the distance.

You were too engrossed in your book when it was suddenly ripped from your hands, causing you to look up and see a smirking Mattheo Riddle. His dark brown eyes bored down into yours, that smirk perfectly encapsulating that sharp jawline of his.

Behind him were the rest of his posse that you recognized as Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Lorenzo Berkshire, and Blaise Zabini. All of them were sniggering to themselves, and you knew their reputation around the school. Mattheo spoke up with his wide smug smirk as he kept the book out of your reach, "Well, well, well, would you look at what we have here?"