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Forbidden Love | Chapter Two
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The castle of Hogwarts would always be like a second home to me. I grinned, grabbing Mattheo's hand and leading him quickly up the stairs and into the entrance before the Great Hall where my grandmother sat, watching all of the first years coming in. I quickly looked around before finding Pansy, Theodore, and our other friends and walked over to them, dropping Mattheo's hand. He didn't say anything to acknowledge it, but instead was neutral once more from his previous, happier, self in the boat. 
We all focused our attention towards Nana- no, Professor McGonagall, as she began. "Welcome to Hogwarts!" She clapped her hands, looking between groups of students before finding my eyes. "Now," she moved her gaze from me to other students, "in a few moments, you will pass through and join your classmates. But, before you can take your seats you must be sorted into your houses." She explained, before finally resting her gaze on a pair upfront, a boy with flaming red hair- he must be a Weasley, and a brunette with a bowl cut and circular glasses.
I loved Fred and George, Percy was okay, but I had met all of the Weasley siblings that had been through Hogwarts thanks to Nana, and was excited to finally be at school with them. I hope I could be friends with him, too. Nana's voice broke me from my thoughts of the Weasley family, "They are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin." Pansy nudged me, smiling. "Now, while you are here your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you points, any rule breaking and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points will earn the House Cup." 
McGonagall is broken from her speech as a toad croaks loudly on the top floor. "Trevor!" A young boy calls out, dashing for his toad as he grabs it. Ah, this must be the boy that lost his toad, what was his name again? Neville! He looks up at Nana apologetically as she stares down at him with a disapproving stare. "Sorry." He nods, awkwardly shifting back into the crowd with his, now found, toad.
"The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily." Professor McGonagall nods before heading to the Great Hall, herself. Pansy wastes no time in turning to me.
"I'm so excited!" She raves, a bright smile on her face. I can't help but smile back as Mattheo shakes his head at us. 
We are briefly interrupted of our conversation as Draco swaggers to the front step, two rather-  how should I put it? Large?- boys follow him like cronies. "It's true then," he speaks loudly, causing the rest of the first years to snap their attention towards him, "what they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." He speaks boldly as Mattheo's grin once more fades into a look of seriousness. If any students weren't paying attention to the slick back blond, they certainly were now. 
"This is Crabbe, and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." He nodded at the two cronies- er, Crabbe and Goyle, sorry- before addressing the round rimmed spectacle boy again, causing the Weasley sibling to snicker. "Think my names funny, do you?" Draco asked, offendedly before beginning to asses the boy. "No need to ask yours. Red hair, and a hand-me-down robe. You must be a Weasley."
The red-head's face has lost it's humor as he now glared at Draco, who had now turned to address Harry once more. "You'll soon find out that some wizard families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you with that." He outstretched his hand, offering Potter to shake it.
Harry made no move to take the handshake offer instead stating, "I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks." It was at this time that Nana had reappeared from the Great Hall, tapping Draco over the shoulder with a scroll.
She shot him yet another disapproving look as he scurried off before she addressed us all again, "We are ready for you now." We paired up in partners as we walked into the Great Hall. I looked up at the enchanted ceiling, the night sky illuminated in part by magic and the floating candles all around.  Pansy noticed my airy looks and glanced to the ceiling herself.
"It is really pretty." She whispered to me and I smiled at her. I looked around the tables now, seeing if I could find any of my friends. I noticed the Weasley twins look at me and I smiled and waved. They sat next to Oliver Wood, who I also waved at. All three waved back before resuming their attention towards the front. 
Once all the first years came to the front, Professor McGonagall directed us all around the stage, but not quite on it. "Now, before we begin, Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words." 
The older wizard stood up, causing any remaining chatter that remained in the Great Hall to silent. "I have a few start of term notices I wish to announce." He began as I looked between my friends. "Please note that the dark forest is off-limits to all first year students." Mattheo looks slightly bothered by this, and I shoot him a confused look. He doesn't seem to notice. "Also, our caretaker, Mr Filch," he motions towards a rather scrappy man, holding a beautiful cat. Ms. Norris! 
"Nana told me that when she's in her animagus form, that cat actually is afraid of him." I whisper to Mattheo, attempting to lighten his intense mood. He seems to lose the fight of controlling his chuckle before shooting me a smile, his shoulders dropping to a more relaxed state. There we go. 
"has asked me to remind you that the third floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you." Dumbledore concludes before sitting down, causing almost every student in the hall at least a little confusion- if not concern. Well alright, then. . . 
Professor McGonagall then commanded the hall, "When I call your name, you will come forth, I shall place the Sorting Hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses." She paused, looking down to the now opened scroll she held in her hands, "Hermione Granger!"
The girl who interrupted us on the train stepped forward, looking nervous. I gave her a sympathetic smile as she sat on the stool, and she returned it briefly, grateful for a friend. It was then I noticed Pansy giving her a glare. I could understand why, but I would absolutely hate to go first in the Sorting ceremony. 
The old brown hat suddenly jolts alive, "Ah. Right then, hm... right. Okay. Better be, Gryffindor!" The hat shouts as the red and gold table bursts into claps.
"Draco Malfoy." Nana calls next, after taking the hat from the previous girl's head. The blond swaggers forward yet again as we all watch with amusement. 
The hat barely touches his hair before shouting, "Slytherin!" This time it's the green and silver table's turn to cheer emphatically. 
"Susan Bones." McGonagall calls as a small red-headed girl walks up. The hat thinks for a moment before concluding her house.
"Hm... Hufflepuff!" It bellows as the yellow and black house cheers. 
"Ronald Weasley." My eyes jolt to Fred and George, as they look expectantly at their younger sibling, almost in anticipation. 
My eyes flicker to Draco, who is now sat at the Slytherin table, glaring daggers at the boy on the stool. "Gryffindor!" The hat finally called out, causing my attention to be regained.
"Pansy Parkinson!" The girl next to me freezes, an almost scared look coming across her face for a moment as she replaces it with confidence. I grabbed her hand and gave it a squeeze before quickly letting it go. I sent her a kind smile to which she returned, giving me a nod before heading up to the rickety stool. 
The hat is placed on her head, and seems to ponder for a moment before finally shouting, "Slytherin!" as the girl heaves a sigh of relief. I clap for her, alongside the far table before Nana called the next name.
"Harry Potter." The hall falls into a series of gasps and whispers as I noticed the brunette boy next to me tense up once more. Only, this time it's Theodore who nudges him out of his seriousness as the hat is placed on the other boy's head.
"Gryffindor!" The hat calls, causing Gryffindor to cheer the loudest of any table tonight. 
It's not until the next name is called that the hall falls silent once more. "Mattheo Riddle." Gasps once again echo against the walls as Mattheo is almost frozen. He isn't moving and Theodore can't make him. I take a step towards the boy, rubbing circles in his back before giving him a light shove.
He looks back at me with a look of betrayal, to which I give a small smile back at him. He nods, understanding now as he goes towards the stool. The hat is placed on his head. It takes a moment before making it's decision, "Slytherin!" It bellows as the snake table lets out a cheer that could rival the Gryffindors'. 
Professor McGonagall smiles to herself before calling the next name. "Y/N McGonagall." She calls, some of the older students almost rising out of their seats to see me as I sit. Nana winks at me as she places the hat on my head, offering a warm smile. 
"Ah, another McGonagall." The hat's voice rings in my head as I suddenly sit up straight. "Yet also, another Selwyn..." My brows furrow as the hat mention's my mother's maiden name. My eyes flicker to the Slytherin table, where I notice Mattheo and Pansy looking at me intently. "A unique inkling for knowledge, just like your grandmother. Yet, you possess a fierce courageousness as well." The hat chimes as I look worriedly up at it. "Yet there's plenty of ambition and resourcefulness too. . . But where to put you?" It asks before I whisper to it.
"Slytherin."
"Yet the only reason you ask for Slytherin is because of your loyalty to friends." The hat responded quickly. "But, if that's what you want, better be it then." The hat finishes it's talk in my head before booming it's final decision, "Slytherin!" 
I stand up quickly, my grandmother's warm smile not leaving her face even for a moment as she gives me a quick hug before I'm off to my table. I have a feeling that I'm going to love it here. 
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Forbidden Love | Chapter One
A/N - Heyo! Here's the first chapter for this new series, if you haven't done so, you should check out the prologue! Enjoy! <3
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"You're sure you packed everything? Every last piece of clothing? What about your books? Oh! Your cauldron?" My mother cried out worriedly.
My dad's hand laid on her shoulder, silencing both her speech and her worry. "Relax, Honey. I'm sure she has everything." He winked at me from where he stood. 
"I have everything mom, even Celeste." I smiled at my mom, holding up the bird's cage. "Besides, Nana Minnie will be there!" I gleamed up at her as she laughed.
My dad chuckled as well as I noticed a man in a suit with two boys my age closely following him walking pointedly towards us. "Honey, you know you have to call her-"
"Mister McGonagall." The man nodded to my dad stopping to talk to him as my eyes flickered to the two boys. My dad smiled as my mom turned to the man alongside him.
"Mister Nott. Sending your son off to Hogwarts?" My dad greeted politely as the boys and I smiled at each other.
The man- or Mister Nott, I suppose barely registered his own son, "Yes, he is getting to about that age." he waved dismissively with his hand. 
My mother gave me a last squeeze, "Yes, well I believe they better be getting on the train now or they just might miss it." She smiled, seeming to snap the two adults out of a conversation that they seemed to be having with their eyes. 
"Yes!" My dad clapped before giving me a hug and ushering me and the other two boys off. "I love you honey, have an amazing school year!" I hugged him back before grabbing my luggage and heading towards the train. 
The two boys followed me before one of them finally plucked up the courage to ask, "Do you uh, do you mind if we sit with you on the train?" The one with blue eyes asked, he was slightly taller than his other brunette counterpart. 
I smiled back at him before coming across an empty cart, "Not at all!" When we filed into the cart a blond and another brunette- although her hair was almost black- walked in as well.
"Can we sit here? I'm afraid everywhere else is full." She spoke to the boy who asked earlier, but gave me a brief smile as well. The boy only gave a nod, motioning to the empty seats in the cart. "I'm Pansy by the way, Pansy Parkinson." She smiled, holding out her hand for me to shake before she sat down.
"Y/N!" I returned her smile, grabbing her hand to shake. "Y/N McGonagall." 
"Like the professor?" The boy with gelled back blond hair sat on the other side of Pansy asked.
I nodded, smiling. "That's my grandmother!" I confirmed, before door to the cart slid open again. It was another brunette boy, his hair amess as he was slightly out of breath. 
"Good! I finally found you. Or at least someone I know", he spoke to the other brunette who hadn't spoken since he got on the train. His eyes flickered across the cart, a new nervousness taking over his features. "I'm Lorenzo Berkshire, pleasure to meet you guys." he smiled and nodded before taking the empty seat nearest the door. 
"Malfoy. Draco, Malfoy." The blond sitting across from him spoke, introducing himself.
Pansy and I reintroduced ourselves before the blue-eyed brunette spoke up. "Theodore Nott, and this bloke," he grinned before nudging the boy next to him, who only sent Theodore a glare, "is Mattheo Riddle."
No one in the cart batted an eye at his last name, not even me, which made the boy relax more. He gave a half awkward smile to all of us before going back to his rather default neutral expression. "So, what house is everyone hoping for?" Lorenzo asked as he clapped his hands, ending the rather awkward air that had fallen over the cart. 
"Slytherin!" Pansy immediately responded, a grin now standing prominent on her features as I smiled at her. Draco nodded in agreement and Theodore murmured something along the lines of, 'of course'. 
She shot him a glare. "Fine, Nott. You can go and be in Hufflepuff then." She challenged, causing Mattheo to snicker and almost genuinely laugh as Theo elbowed him in the side.
"Ouch. What about you, Y/N?" He asked me, wondering as the whole cart turned to me. 
I could feel my face heat up before thinking about my response. "Well, my dad and grandmother were both in Gryffindor," I commented as the grin faded away from Pansy's face. "But, my mother was in Slytherin! She was a Prefect actually, and later Head Girl! So, I don't know." I smiled, shrugging.
This was enough to satisfy them as the conversation moved elsewhere. Soon enough the sweets trolley came through and everyone was now gorging on candy as we rode on to Hogwarts. "Don't take this the wrong way," Pansy leaned in, half-whispering in my ear, "but I really do hope you're in Slytherin." I gave her a quizzical look as she continued, "Don't get me wrong, these guys are great but I really need female friends." She laughed as I nodded, the boys looking at us questioningly as we giggled.
The cart door opening snapped all of our attention back towards the glass door, which now sat ajar. In it's place stood a girl, who like us, was in Hogwarts robes. Her hair was a lighter shade of brown, and bushy, rather it was all over the place. "Have any of you seen a toad? A boy named Neville has lost one." She asked, looking around the cart. Everyone shook their heads. 
"I'm afraid not." I nodded as she stared at my luggage. I looked at her quizzically as everyone looked to me, and then back to her, and then to the luggage she was staring at. "Can... Can I help you?" I asked, looking at her rather concerned.
"That seal, on your luggage. That's Professor McGonagall's family seal." She spoke, it was rather a statement than a question. 
I nodded. "She's my grandmother." I spoke before being startled as the girl walked towards me, sticking out her hand.
"I'm Hermione, Hermione Granger." She spoke confidently, seemingly ignoring everyone else in the room as if it was just the two of us.
"Y/N McGonagall." I spoke slowly, before shaking her hand. She gave a firm nod and walked out and off to the next cart. "That was... a tad weird." I laughed out, before we all started giggling and moving on to the next conversation.
It wasn't before long that the train rolled to a stop. "Next stop, Hogwarts." Theodore announced to the cabin before we grabbed our luggage and headed off. 
We walked along the forest path before a loud voice boomed out, "First Years! This way." My brows furrowed as I stopped walking momentarily before continuing so my friends didn't leave me behind.
"I know that voice..." I trailed off as Pansy looked at me from where she walked at my side. "Hagrid!" I exclaimed as the half-giant turned his head towards me. He gave me a wink, waving at me before continuing to direct the rest of the first years. My smile now beamed on my face as I looked at the boats.
Lorenzo, Draco, Pansy, and Theo sat in the first boat, an apologetic look being cast from Pansy. "Sorry you two! Catch the next one though!" She smiled, waving as the two aforementioned boys began rowing before being assisted by magic.
I looked towards Mattheo, offering him a bright smile. "Looks like it's just you and me now." I smiled as I watched him get in the boat and then offer his hand out to help me down. "Looks like you're stuck with me." I took his hand, descending into the rickety wooden vessel. 
A grin overtook his features as we began to row towards the castle. "Whatever will I do?" he joked as I chuckled before looking up to the castle, with only one thought on my mind.
I'm home.
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Forbidden Love | Taglist Sign-up
Hey there! This is the taglist signup for my Forbidden Love series! I will refer to this post to make the taglist each time, so go ahead and leave a comment (with ur username or whatever you want, I can see your username!) and I'll add you to the taglist! Please note, if you delete your comment I will remove you from the taglist, so leave it up please!
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Forbidden Love | Prologue
Hi there! I'm Honey-Puffle, and I am writing this fic as a Mattheo Riddle x Reader! This post is kinda like a pilot just to see if people would be interested in this series / to see if you like my writing! So, without further ado:
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The memories flashed through his mind in a haze, his eyes going wide as he tried to fight his mind's invader.
Her smile as she looked from her Transfiguration book to him, some stupid joke he told her causing her to seal their friendship deep in her mind as she burst out laughing. Oh, how he loved that laugh. . .
Her hands clinging to his arms in fear, walking through the halls scared. He hated how he couldn't secure her safety. He hated how he couldn't even make her feel safe. But oh, how he loved that she chose him to go to in order to protect her. . .
Her hair wet from the snow as she laughed with his friends, a butterbeer mustache adorning her lips- wide in a smile. She looked over to him, giving him a quizzical look as he fell even deeper in love with her. Oh, how he loved it when she looked at him like that. . .
Her dress shined in the light of the Great Hall, his eyes twinkling as he looked at her with a look that could only be described as pure love. That night was the source of his Patronus Charm, the way she danced with him, her beauty on display for everyone to see. Oh, how he loved the way she danced with him that night. . .
Her chest rose and fell, heavy from panting as she grasped her hand in pain. Delicate, crystal-like tears dropped from eyes, as he felt his heart break to a million pieces. He said nothing as he enveloped her, holding her close in her arms as she sobbed into his chest. She took a deep breath before looking up at him as he didn't hesitate to bring a hand up to wipe her tears. Oh, how he loved her eyes. . .
Her hair was a mess, her eyes tired and her sleeves rolled up as she stood over the cauldron. Potions was a complicated subject, but she stared at the cauldron in front of her with a determination unrivalled. She turned her face to the boy, smiling as she held out her hand for the ingredients he had grabbed for her. He placed them in her waiting hand as she rewarded him with a peck on the cheek before going back to her potion. Oh, how he loved watching her  hard at the work that she loved. . .
Her face was solemn as she sat within the castle walls, casting protection spells at the barrier with the rest of the professors. Her own face, freckled with worry and concern, distracted her as she put down her wand. She walked over to him, cradling his face in her hands before kissing him passionately, all of his worries- even if for a brief moment- melting away, alongside the rest of the world. Oh, how he loved her. . .
"She makes you weak! Love makes you weak!"
He gasped for  air, panting as he looked up at his assailant. "No. You're weak." 
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