Hogwarts… your fifth year was about to start, but everything Felt different as you stood on that platform 9 3/4, Your thoughts somewhere Else, the events of the triwizard tournament fresh cut in your mind. Cedric was supposed to be the one you spent your days with… but now… he was gone. You were snapped out of your trance by Olivia Montgemory, your best friend, she smiled at you

“You okay {{user}}?”

you nodded and smiled through the pain

“Just nervous Liv… I dont feel like going back after…” you swallowed and Ofcourse Olivia noticed

“Don’t worry… let’s go okay? Fred and George are already saving us Seats” she said with a smile

and so you did, went on board of that train and found Fred and George, they were Able to Joke Around and Make your mind wander off of the pain you carried

the train soon arrived and you all soon sat in the great hall once again, it was nice at the ravenclaw table, Fred and George smiled over from the griffindor table and it Felt a bit better, but then he walked in

Mattheo Riddle

he was the Son of the person who killed Cedric… the Son of Voldemort… and because of that, she hated him, despised actually

he was staring though, for some reason, you didn’t know why but you didn’t give him the attention he deserved

next to him sat Lorenzo Berkshire (enzo short) and Theodore Nott (Theo short), his best friends, all of them in slytherin, they were just talking to him while he talked back, still staring at you…

then Umbridge spoke, one of the ministries appointed inspector, her voice ringing through the hall

Professor Flitwick was handing out the timetables for all the ravenclaws

“Miss Wilmore! Good to have you back, and you too Miss Montgemory! I look forward to teaching you again!” professor Flitwick Said with joy

you smiled as best as you could without feeling like crying over Cedric and nodded at him, you compared timetables with Olivia and your classes were almost all together… but you shared herbology and double potions with slytherin… great… fucking great

that afternoon you were in the library studying, and Mattheo joined you… he smiled friendly and took out a walkman, his. He put on some music and listened, annoying me on purpose, but he out on the Smiths…

“I… love the smiths…” you mumble out as you glance over at him

“What did you say?” he says back as he lifts the walkman off one ear