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Super random post but I need to say this

I do not like Harper in heart break high. I know Spyder and Sasha are also not enjoyable characters but Harper is genuinely my least favorite and the fact that they put her with Ant genuinely hurt me.

Here are my reasons

1. She never spoke up when Amerie got called out for the Map, yes they were not friends at the time but once they became friends again she could’ve said smt like at least to the friend group

2. She punched Amerie in front of everyone without telling her why and just expected her to know the shit she went through even though she never told her and Amerie even tried to reach out and she decide violence was the answer

3. She was well aware Amerie was like in love with Dustin and she did not like Dustin then all of a sudden her and Dustin become a thing and barley seems sorry

4. But whatever Amerie finds Malakai who’s great and treats her better then Dustin ever would but then when Malakai is heavily intoxicated on a substance he has not taken before Harper and her stupid ah boyfriend take advantage of him and not to mention he was in an emotional vulnerable state as well bc of his prior altercation with the popo.

Anyways that’s my rant because I have no one to talk to this about irl.

I love to hear y’all’s opinions!

P.S. I have not watched like the last two or so episodes of the show because I no longer have Netflix so I don’t know everything yet this is just my opinion based off of season 1 and majority of season 2.

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"Would you wanna be together?"

A/N: This is just a short little thought I had about Hobie and spider!Reader finally confessing their feelings for each other. Don't think I specified pronouns, gender, or race so can be read as whatever! Reader was bitten by the Portia Spider (bc it's my favorite spider)

Fun fact: the Portia Spider, also known as the fringed jumping spider, is said to be the most intelligent spider. (if you like spiders I highly recommend looking it up bc it's so cute)

W/C: 872

Hobie Brown x Alt!spider!Reader

You and hobie met during a spider meeting where Miguel introduced you to the team.

Off the bat he thought you were pretty cool (super cool actually but Hobie would never admit that).

He would often make little comments on your clothing, calling it punk (even if it wasn't). Even asking for DIY advise

We all know hobie is pretty smart (a lot of the spider people are) but you were the techy one (and arguably smarter than the majority of the spider people simply bc of the type of spider that bit you). He would still offer to help with new gadgets and gizmos and even take over when you just didn't know what to do.

He was in awe when he saw you in action the first time. How smart you are and how quickly you were able to apprehend the bad guy with some new gadget you whipped up with the crap around you.

At times when you were so absorbed in your work to notice really anything around you, headphones blasting, Hobie would just watch you. Before you guys were friends you thought it was a bit weird, but soon as your friendship blossomed and grew you found his silent presence comforting.

Neither of you two knew you guys liked each other. The other spider people did -even miguel- but no one said anything. There was definitely a bit going on for how long it would take either of you to realize your feelings. Now you guys have known each other for a year and a half when Miles Morales is fully accepted into the spider society (let's pretend spider-man into the spider verse didn't end the way it did and he joined the spider society ok).

You are sitting on a chair fiddling with whatever new project Miguel has you doing, Hobie is sitting next to you -very closely- playing with his guitar. Miles, Pav, and Gwen walk in and catch you and Hobie literally in each other bubbles doing your own thing. 

“You guys are so cute” Miles says as he walks up to you and Hobie.

Pav and Gwen stifle their laughters at how fluster you both become

You nor Hobie speak up, both at a loss for words. Miles is just standing there so confused, he genuinely thought y'all were a thing but now he doesn’t know.

“Hobie and I aren’t together” you responde, finally able to find your words.

Miles, ever the awkward soul, just says “oh” then walks away making up some half ass excuse on why he has to leave,

Gwen and Pav can’t keep their laughter in anymore, bursting at the seems they turn into two hyenas. Then they too leave following Miles

You both are now sitting there, still very close, flustered with an air of awkwardness surrounding you both. You try to get back to your work, after all Miguel did give you a deadline and we all know how Miguel gets when things don’t go his way. Though Miles inaccurate assumption of you guys did awake something in Hobie -in you both

A feeling Hobie wasn’t really aware he felt. 

Building up the courage Hobie speaks softly, a volume that is only meant for you to hear, “Would you wanna be together”.

You aren’t sure if you were supposed to hear that because of how soft his voice was and because of how anxious he sounded. Hobie never cared much about other opinions of him and was very confident about his actions and himself but the way he spoke

sounded sacred and truth be told he was. Hobie never had ever really felt this way about someone that's probably why he pushed these feelings down. But now here he was soft spoken and lacking his usual nonchalant demeanor. 

You took off your headphones slowly resting them on your workbench. Turning slightly in your chair to better face Hobie. Your faces mere inches apart, eyes staring into each other, souls opening for the other. 

You too worked up the courage and at a tone matching his you spoke, “Hobie”, you began, “would you wanna go on a date -with me”. 

Hobie smiled softly, his aura turning a soft shade of pink that was still so very Hobie. He let out an airy laugh, pushing away some hair that had fallen in your face he responded, “I’d love to Dove”

Slowly that same hand cupped your cheek ever so gently, his soft brown eyes fell down to your lips. Your eyes traced his features then following his eye line you realized what he wanted. So you lifted your hands up to cup both sides of his head then leaned ever so slowly in, giving him a sufficient amount of time to back out if he wanted, your lips met. The Kiss was short lived but filled with love and a promise of more. You both pulled away small smiles painting both your features and soft giggles escaping both your lips. You knew that harboring feelings and pushing them down was never good and it would always feel better to just express them but gods you never thought it would have felt this good.

A/N: If you guys liked this let me know if you'd want a little story of what their date would be like or anything I wanna write so more for Hobie.

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Evanescene

Mattheo Riddle x Plus size! Reader

Warnings: Mentions of addiction (I'm pretty sure that's it)

A/N: Im sorry this took so long ya'll I've been busy with work and school 😞 I hope y'all enjoy though and I promise the next chapter will come quicker then this one.

W/C: 3K

(This song has nothing to do with the plot It just reminds me of Mattheo)

Chapter 2

Familiarity of dreams

The great hall of Hogwarts was lit up with its usual hexed floating candles, and enchanted ceiling representing the breathtaking night sky. Now the sky outside had just fallen making way for the darkness that engulfed it everytime. The first day back at Hogwarts had just been completed. Everyone now amongst their friends, discussing their adventures over the break and their enthusiasm or disdain for being back at school. Though amongst all the chatter of what places people went or didn't the same discussion came up. Who was that dog from last year? Mystique, the infamous wolf or dog or hybrid, no one knew really. But she was one of the biggest talks of last year and apparently this year too. No one knew who she belonged to, where she came from, or how she kept getting into hogwarts. The professors were at a loss too. But no one seem to mind either  

“I think it’s someone's pet”, Enzo explained, “They just won’t admit it because then the dog will get kicked out”, he ended, a smirk painting his features. 

Theodore nodded along in agreement with his close friend. 

Blaise simply scoffed at this idea. “Oh please Berkshire, the animal is too big to be a dog”, an air of confidence surrounding the boy. This time Draco let out a simple, mhm, in agreement with his friend. 

Theo locked eyes with Blaise across the table, “well if you’re so smart what do you think it is then”, his features hardening into a faux serious expression. 

Zabini eagerly responded. His theory being something along the lines of hexes and guardians, curses and magical deals. It was truly all over the place. The young slytherin kept on blabbering on and on about his theory, the other sighing in annoyance. Nott put his head down on the table, regretting his prior question. He then looked over at his best mate, slightly surprised he hadn't asked Blaise to stop talking yet. The curly headed boy in question seemed to not be paying attention, his head elsewhere. Theo assumed it had something to do with rumors of a certain someone returning. Mattheo had told Nott about that night in the forest, he tried to assure the boy it was something else. Then the incident between Harry Potter and Professor Quirrell began circulating around the students. After that Theodore wasn’t sure how much he could convince the young boy that everything was ok. Nott himself wasn’t even convinced everything was ok. 

The boy was about to open his mouth to comfort or console his friend. But before he could get even a sound out Mattheo shot up, paying no mind to his now confused friends, and exited the great hall. 

“Ok what’s his deal”, Parkinson spoke up, a look of slight annoyance and confusion laced her face, “Always getting up out of nowhere and leaving all mysteriously, does he know he’s not the main character”, finishing her little rant with a scoff.

No one else said anything more about brunette's dramatic exit, all of them returning back to their prior conversations. The lot didn’t seem to care, quite used to the boys' dramatics at this point. Though the long haired girl, who sat diagonal of him, was not so convinced. Admittedly for most of dinner she had been staring. It wasn’t purposely or creepaly, for that matter. Her eyes just seemed to, unintentionally, fall on him every so often. Now because of this “unintentional” staring she saw the way the boy's eyes dropped, though his face stayed as unbothered as usual. It was a look she had seen before on others many times, a look of shock and horror. One you try so very hard not to express, but you fail every time. 

—--MATTHEO POV—--

‘Mattheo’ a voice whispered. I looked up, suspecting it was one of my friends. Though all I saw, and heard, was Blaise rambling on about his ‘interesting’ theory of the ,ever mysterious, beast on campus. In turn I brushed it off, thinking it was just the paranoia from the events that transpired last year. That is until he heard it again. 

‘Mattheo’ the voice repeated, seemingly getting louder. 

‘What the fuck’  I voiced to myself. This voice that was calling out to me, it felt so familiar, like something I’d only ever heard in my dreams. Though it also felt like something to avoid, like its presents was something to be feared. But I couldn’t ignore it. So I sat there for a little longer, waiting for it to speak again. 

‘Come here boy’ it spoke once more.

Now engulfed with curiosity I shot up, a bit more dramatic and attention attracting then I had intended, though my ability to care was truly out the window at the moment. So with the voice still calling to me I followed. Exciting the great hall, all I could feel was the eyes of my mates and just about everyone else in the great hall tracing my every step. Nonetheless I made a full exit and continued the path being spoken to me by the eerie voice in my head?, in the walls? I’m not sure but I suppose I’ll find out soon. After what felt like hours, what was really only 30 minutes, of mindlessly following this mysterious voice I was done. Everytime I thought I had found the source of the voice, everytime I felt as though I could feel it fan the shell of my ear, it stopped. Then once it spoke again it was further away. At this point I was fully and utterly done. This wasn’t me giving up no, I was gonna find out who or what was calling to me. But for now I needed a break. I knew dinner was going to end soon so I decided to go somewhere that wouldn’t end up crowded with numerous children and teens. Somewhere I truly found peace and tranquility. The astronomy tower. 

—--At the astronomy tower—--

Mattheo sat on the cold floor, back pressed up against a railing and a cigarette lit between his fingers. The boy truthfully wasn’t the biggest fan of smoking, the taste and feeling it left in his lungs wasn’t one he enjoyed. Yet the stress and fear that surrounded the young slytherin last year and continued to follow him left him in dire need of some sort of vise. Having expressed this to his best mate, and the boy he happened to live with when not at Hogwarts, knew exactly what he needed.  

The two boys huddled around a corner waiting for Mr. Nott to head out for the night, leaving his study unsupervised. 

“Are you sure this is the best idea mate?” the younger boy spoke, his tone full of worry and hesitance. Mattheo wasn’t really scared of much but Mr. Nott was not one for being too kind to anyone. He was a cruel unsavory man and the curly headed boy preferred to interact with him and his fury as little as possible. 

Now the friend in question simply let out a quiet scoff, keeping his eyes fixed on the door to the study he spoke in response, “trust me mate the second he leaves we’ll pop then pop out in a second”. He looked down a little meeting mattheo gaze, patting his shoulder lightly he sent the boy a resuring yet mischievous smile. “No one will be none the wiser, I promise”. 

And with that Mr. Nott finally left his study, making sure to lock the door behind him, then heading out of the Nott mansion without speaking a word. Once they heard the man's car speed out of the driveway the boys sprung into action. Mattheo and Theodore approached the study door, the older boy stood there for a second not quite sure how to unlock the door - he truly had no plan. Though lucky, one boy did pay attention in last year's class and had an idea. With one wave of the younger boy's wand, and the mutter of an incantation, the door unlocked and opened itself. The nott boy muttered ‘brilliant’ under his breath. He then stepped into his fathers study heading straight for the drawer he knew held what the boys sought. Theo opened the drawer grabbing the package and without a word he pulled his friend out the study, locking it behind him, then ran up into his room. 

While Mattheo was recounting the events that led to his new found addiction he heard creaking. At first he thought it was just the wind or simply noises an ancient castle would make, but as they got louder and closer he knew it was neither of those. The dark eyed boy looked toward the stairs, his eyes landed on a mess of long dark curls. ‘Bea’, of course who else would be up here this late. 

As the girl made her way fully up the stairs she walked over to where Mattheo had sat himself then took a seat on the railing the boy was sitting up against. Her legs swung a little, draped with the dark gray school skirt and a pair of dark stockings. Bea looked down at the boy below her, watching as he took a drag of his cigarette then released the smoke into the chilly night air. The curly headed boy felt her eyes on him, but he didn’t look up, he never did. 

The pair had been coming to the astronomy tower since the second term. They didn’t come here together on purpose. No, Mattheo came up here first to escape the ruckus of his mates and to draw, a hobby they often teased him about. Then Bea started coming up, to escape the ruckus of their mutual friends and the rest of the Slytherins, but she also felt peace and a sense of comfort from the quiet and stillness of the night. All the animals that came out at night, the noises that were revealed from the quiet and the twinkling stars that only dared to expose their beauty when it was dark and only a few were around to see. It truly was more magical and enchanting than anything Bea had seen or done before. With that the two Slytherins continued to come to the astronomy tower together, they never spoke or really acknowledged each other's presence, yet it was never awkward. They found peace in each other's presence without ever having spoken a word. 

Bea wanted to break that though, she wanted to speak to the boy, craved it. So she did. “I’ve never seen you smoke before”, the usually silent girl spoke, her voice soft, though it was clear to Mattheo that she wanted some sort of explanation for his new found “habit”. 

So the boy put his cigarette out -it had reached the end of its life anyways- he looked up at the girl who he slowly came to recognize as a friend. The pair locked eyes, Bea quirked her eyebrow signaling her anticipation for the boy, who sat below her, to speak. 

Mattheo held silent eye contact with Holloway for another second, “I started over the holiday, honestly Theo’s doing”, he spoke, voice low and his eyes on the ground as he found it a little difficult to speak while looking at the girl. Bea took his breath away one could say, though the riddle boy simply chalked it up to his nerves and inability to talk to people about anything regarding his home life. 

“I suppose Nott isn't the best influence then”, she let out an airy laugh, though her voice remained soft and sweet. 

The boy's onyx eyes returned once more to the girl above him. He caught the way her eyes wrinkled up a bit on the sides, the way her lips cracked into a small smirk as she laughed, and how she took one sleeve covered hand off the railing to try and cover her slight smile. Like it was some sort of secret, one she did not want revealed to anyone. 

—--Time skip—--

After about half an hour or so of the two young Slytherins discussing how Mattheo came to his new habit and other mundane things, the pair decided it was about time to head back to their dorms. Neither of them really wanted to, enjoying the many conversations and the overall comfort they found in the other's presence. Nonetheless it was late and admittedly they both were quite tired. As they were on their way back to the slytherin dorms Bea caught a glimpse of something in one the halls, something that caused her to stop in her tracks. She backed up slowly, turning away from the confused boy next to her and made her way down said hall. Holloway stopped after a few steps into said hall, Mattheo following swiftly after her. The pair stopped in front of a horrid sight. Filch’s cat, Mrs. Norris, dead? Frozen? Either way the cat along with a message, ‘the chamber of secrets has been opened’, safe to say the whole of it made both their stomachs drop. 

“Is that blo-” the Riddle boy spoke before he was interrupted by his curly headed friend.

“What is the chamber of secrets?”, she enquired, the question itself wasn't intended to be answered and wouldn't be either for someone decided to interrupt the pair. Though they did not realize as they were to absorbed in the image in front of them to hear the creaking of the floor or the annoyed grumbling of the approaching person. 

The figure stopped as soon as it saw the pair, “ and what are you two doing up out of bed at this hour”, the low-pitched voice spoke. Their monotone and sorta of elongated way of speaking made it very evident on who the speaker was. The two young slytherin turned toward the speaker slowly and with hesitation, knowing this would 100% qualify a detention and a loss of house points. Now Mattheo was a rather argumentative boy and refused to lose house points over this so he attempted to speak up, defend their actions but he was interrupted by another -again. 

“Ah there you two are!”, another voice spoke, seemingly appearing behind the Slytherins out of nowhere. Now this voice Bea also knew, very well, having been scolded and comforted by it for many many years. “ I’ve been looking for you guys”, the feather soft voice spoke once more, ending her sentence by looking at the other mystery figure. 

“Honey Holloway”, the other person spoke each syllable of her name out. “What could you be doing with two Slytherins?” They questioned the teen girl behind the kids. 

“Well Professor Snape”, Honey spoke, putting on her compiling charm and sweetness -I mean her name is literally Honey- “These two were helping me with somethings for herbology” 

“Yep that's right”, the two kids nodded their heads in agreement. 

Professor Snape did not try to argue as he was far too tired and Honey Holloway had always proven herself to be a rather trustworthy teen so with that the two Slytherins and Honey were on their way leaving behind a rather unconvinced Professor. 

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—--The next day in transfiguration—--

Bea sat in transfiguration class next to her housemates and friends, Enzo and Draco, lost in a thought on what the hell the “chamber of secrets is” and how Mrs. Norris got petrified. The girl wanted answers, I mean this is not a normal occurrence even in the wizarding world this whole thing was just weird. She continued to sit there picking at her nails -a nervous habit- and lost in the void of her thoughts not paying much attention to what was happening around her. That is until a voice broke her thought. 

Whispering to her and Malfoy, Enzo spoke, “So I heard you and Riddle came back late last night, together”, saying ‘together’ in a sultry tone. 

Holloway let out a small huff, “it’s not like that Berkshire”, voice firm, “also we are 13”, she concluded rolling her eyes at the hushed chuckles the two boys shared. 

“Ok so if you and Théo weren’t snogging, then what were you doing?” 

The girl's eyes widened with shock at her friend's explicit words, ‘snogging really?’ 

“Well if you must-” Bea cut herself off right there, not paying any mind to the two slytherin boys who were trying to grab her attention but instead to the conversation a certain genius witch had just sparked with the professor. She asked about the chamber of secrets, the same question the young curly headed girl had herself. 

Professor Mcgonegell looked hesitant to tell her class of young minds the secrets that lay within the walls of Hogwarts but after a minute of thinking she had made up her mind. “Well Ms Granger” she began, her stern tone wavering ever so slightly most would not notice but Bea did and it seems so did Hermione. “As we all know Hogwarts was founded by four mighty witches and wizards -Godrick Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff, and Salazar Slytherin”. 

Professor Mcgonagall Talked for a little while longer, explaining how Salazar Slytherin was a despicable man who wanted to purge Hogwarts of all mud-bloods. The other houses disagreed and fought him on this matter but under their noses he created a chamber one that held a petrifying beast -a basilisk. This basilisk was meant to kill mud-bloods, to rid the school of them. But as far as everyone is concerned this ‘chamber of secrets’ is purely the thing of fiction. 

This conversation put the girl once again into deep thought but this time she knew exactly what to do.

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Evanescence Masterlist

Evanescence, the quality of something being fleeting or vanishing quickly

Summary: She just wanted to join her older sister at Hogwarts and move on with her life. Who knew along the way she would uncover the secrets her deceased mother tried to keep hidden. While also finding family and love that would last life times.

Warnings: Cursing, Mention of murder, Addiction, Self harm, fluff, angst, death, a lot of non cannon events, war, mentions of readers hair color and texture, Mention of readers body type, bullying, fat phobia

Pairing: Mattheo Riddle x Plus size!Slytherin!Reader, Slytherin gang x platonic!Reader

Authors note: I have never read the books so this will be going off the movies. I will be changing some things. Bellatrix is not Mattheos mother in this. Im following the headcanon that Pandora lovegood is black, so Luna is mixed. I don't think her race will be mentioned but I'ma just say that. No race mentioned for reader.

No y/n, reader is referred to as Bea. I changed first years to being 12, and will put the age of the characters before the chapter bc ages will change.

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Introduction chapter:

Slytherin or Ravenclaw?

Chapter 1:

Unicorn Blood

Chapter 2:

Familiarity of dreams

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Evanescence

Mattheo x plus size!Reader

Warnings: Mild Language, Death of an animal

A/N: Each chapter will have a song associated with it, this chapter is Lotta True Crime by Penelope Scott. (characters are aged up to 12)

W/C: 2k

Chapter 1

Unicorn Blood

The sun had finally set, giving room to the moon. Bea was making her way back from late night adventuring around the school property. She was hoping to find something that had not yet been tainted by other students. A place for her, but to no avail. Realizing how late it had gotten she, ever so quietly, made her way back to the slytherin common room. The halls of Hogwarts were extraordinary, enchanted candles at every turn, the beautiful architecture of each window and door frame. It truly was a wonder, especially at night. Bea always thought it was the best time to wander the halls. No one else was awake to bother you, or push you into the walls as they ran to class, even the ghosts were asleep. It was the most peaceful and calming time of day in the castle walls. That is until she heard voices. Is that Draco?. 

Draco Malfoy a cocky boy who she just so happened to be in the same friend group as. He definitely wasn’t her favorite person but was he really anyones. 

Along with the voice of Malfoy she heard the golden trio. This piqued the young slytherins' curiosity. Bea made her way over to the open room where the voices were coming from. As she peaked her head in, curious eyes began scanning the room, until they locked with a certain professor. 

“Ah Miss Holloway”, professor Mcgonagel announced, her voice echoing off the walls. All eyes were now off the professor and on the sneaking slytherin.  “It seems you children haven’t quite grasped the concept of curfew”, the older witch continues, “but no matter, I’ll let detention service as a reminder of why we should all obey curfews”, ending her statement with a small smirk. 

Everyone then turned back in attention to the professor. The blonde headed slytherin also painted his face with a smirk and a quick laugh. No doubt thinking that the detention was not for him as well. 

“And why are you laughing Mr. Malfoy”, Mcgonagel questioned the young boy before her, “no matter how “heroic” your actions seemed to be, you were up pasted curfew too”, her smirk growing wider as Dracos fell as quickly as it appeared, “you will be serving detention with them, you as well Ms Holloway”, looking past the four children in front of her to make sure Bea acknowledge what she has said. With a small nod the black haired girl sent her acknowledgment. 

-------Time Skip To Detention—-----

Hermione, Ron, Harry, Draco, and Bea were all gathered at the entrance of the forbidden forest. This is where they were meant to serve their detention. Bea didn’t mind really; she enjoyed the calm and quiet energy of the forest, it reminded her of the forest Honey, Luna, and her would spend hours in as children. Draco on the other hand did not, his protests verbal and quite whiny. The golden trio didn’t say much but by the looks on their faces, especially Rons, they as well did not want to enter that forest. 

Hagrid split them up, Hermione and Ron with him and Harry, Draco, and Bea with each other. Draco, of course displeased with the pair, let out a scoff, crossing his arms and announcing that he would like to take Fang. Hagrid of course agreed but warned of how much of a coward Fang was. The cocky blondes face dropped, a look of anxiety overtaking his features

The groundskeeper then spoke up, “well we best we on our way, yeah”, making his way to the beginning of the forest gesturing for Harry’s group to go one way while the rest went another. 

The whole way through Draco ranted about how his father will hear about this, about how he's not scared and that Harry probably is. The golden boy, as many called him, interrupted Draco and began an argument. The curly headed girl wanted none of this, she continued to walk along with Fang in search for whatever it was they were looking for. 

Bea suddenly came to a stop with Fang hiding behind her, tail between his legs. She looked down at the sight before her. The boys soon stopped as well, finally seeing what had stopped Bea in her tracks. 

There laid a unicorn, dead, above it a figure hidden in a black cloak drinking its blood. The haunting figure soon stopped. Looking up at the three children and the cowardice dogs, it then stood up, walking closer, and closer. Draco and Fang soon began running away from the scene, screaming as though he was the one being chased. The two left backed away slowly. Bea backed away behind the trees overflowing roots, while the ladder backed away over a root, tripping and falling down. The figure continued its slow pursuit towards the frightened boy. In that moment Harry and Bea believed that would be Harry's last moments, Bea saying a silent goodbye to the boy in her head. 

As it seemed like Harry's time was up, Bea heard hooves approaching fast, then a horse humanoid creature dropped down between Harry and the ghostly figure. The girl soon recognized it as a centaur. The centaur raised its hooves and let out a chorus of loud neighs, successfully scaring away the ominous creature. It turned back to Harry, warning him of the danger the forbidden forest posed to the young wizard. Seemingly not caring about that, the boy spoke up, asking what that creature was. The centaur explained the crimes and curse that falls upon whomever choses to slay a unicorn and ingest its blood.

 He then flipped the question on Harry and asked a question of his own, “who do you know that could commit such a violent act to something so pure?”. 

After a few seconds of thought the boy spoke softly in response, “Voldemort”.

‘Voldemort!’ Bea explained in her head, her thoughts continued, ‘Voldemort is back, Mattheo was right…’

The young witches train of thought was soon cut off by a booming voice. It was Hagrid, followed by Hermione and Ron. After a few more words were exchanged Firenze, the centaur, ventured off. The group of young wizards & witches, with Hagrid, soon made their way back to hogwarts

------The Next Night—------

“So where were you last night Bea”, Pansy questioned, eyes narrowed at her dorm mate. 

This question piqued the curiosity of the other of the four of the other young Slytherins, with Mattheo seemingly not caring & lost in his thoughts. The recipient of the posed question looked up from her textbook. Bea truthfully did not want to answer that question. She knew she couldn’t lie seeing how Draco, who got detention with her, was in the room with them. But if she answered truthfully then she’d have to explain why she was out past curfew, and that was not something she wanted to do. 

“I'm gonna go for a walk”, the curly headed boy spoke, abruptly getting up from his spot on the couch and making his way out of the Slytherin common room. 

Bea let out a breath of relief, being saved for a little bit from the posed question. The rest of the Slytherin group stared at the door Mattheo had just exited from. Confusion lacing all of their expressions. Lorenzo then looked at Theo, expecting him to know why his best friend suddenly left. The boy simply shrugged, signaling that he, as well, had no idea what had gotten over him. 

After a second to long of silence Draco voiced, “So Holloway why were you back late last night?”, a knowing smirk covering his face. Everyone's eyes were back on the girl in question. 

Not wanting to answer, the young witch took Mattheos' lead. Swiftly getting up and announcing that she had to go talk to her sister about something. Once again looks of confusion and curiosity painted over everyone's features. Then just as quickly as the first time they directed their attention back to something else. 

Now Bea didn’t totally lie about why she left, she did in fact have to tell someone something, she just lied about the someone. Sense finding out about the return of Voldemort the long haired witch knew she had to warn Mattheo. Recently he opened up to Theo, confessing he was scared of the day the dark lord returns, the day his dad returns. This confession was sparked by something Theo had said, but it also seemed like something the young boy did want to get off his chest. This was a confession Bea was sure she wasn’t meant to hear. 

The witch did want to harm Mattheo now of what she saw the night prior, but she knew doing it herself wouldn’t end well. So she had to think of something. And think of something she did.

Mattheo walked through the forbidden forest alone. He came here because he swore he saw something, but it couldn’t have been no. Thoughts plagued Mattheos mind about what it is he saw from the common room window the curiosity and anxiety overcame him that’s why he’s here now. Alone. As more and more thoughts swirl through Mattheo mind he feels a pair of eyes following him from the distance. Turning around to see what’s stalking him he comes face to face with a wolf, the castle wolf specifically. The castle wolf was an abnormal wolf who wondered the halls of Hogwarts no one knew who it belonged to or where it lived all they new is during the days it would come to Hogwarts and at night it would wonder off to the forbidden forest and because of that no one dared to follow.

“Oh, it’s just you” Mattheo whispered to himself and the wolf. It stalked closer to Mattheo then passing him, but not before signaling for him to follow the mysterious creature. Without, ok with a little hesitation, Mattheo followed the wolf. They stopped at a more secluded, deeper part of the forest,

Mattheo looked down to the wolves eyes and questioned “why’d you bring me here mystique”. Mystique had been a name some students started calling the wolf because of its mysterious life and soon enough it was its given name.

“What’s up?”, Mattheo questioned the animal. Mattheo then followed the gaze of the animal to what he’d assume it brought him here for, there was a unicorn, a dead one. Mattheo knew what that meant, what the fate of killing a unicorn had in store for anyone so brave or vile, he also knew the only person who could possibly be so cruel and evil to do this. His worst fears were proven, he’d returned. Proving not only what Mattheo saw in the forest earlier that day wasn’t just his mind playing tricks on him but also confirmed that feeling he had. Deep down his, somewhat, quiet life at Hogwarts was coming to an end and the monster Mattheo tried so hard to keep at bay would be awakened. Not by him, but by his father. Voldemort was back.

“Shit” Mattheo whispered to himself, the comment was laced in worry and a tinge of fear. “I have to tell Theo about this” he continued. Looking around at where he was. Mattheo soon realized that not only he’d never been this far into the forest but when we followed the wolf he never made a mental map of where they were going, like he’d usually do when coming to new places, as to prevent getting lost. The wolf then looked at him whining a bit to get his attention.

“What?” He asked, without uttering another word the wolf looked into Mattheos eyes then started walking away, even though it had muttered no word he knew the wolf was telling him to follow it and so he did with no complaints.

They had finally reached the edge of the forbidden forest, “Thank you mystique” Mattheo said to the wolf while crouching down and attempting to pet its head, a successful attempt. Mattheo was surprised by the wolves actions knowing that the only ones that it allowed to touch it was Honey Holloway and Luna Lovegood. Mattheo always assumed it was those two because of their extremely kind hearts and immense love for all creatures, but now you were letting him pet you, though that only lasted for a bit. The wolf soon pulled away from Mattheo and run back into the forest.

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Evanescence

Mattheo Riddle x Plus size! Reader

No warnings!

Hello everyone this is basically the introduction of my new Harry Potter series. I'm new to writing but have always wanted to give it a shot. This chapter is pretty short but I promise in the future they will be longer, I just really wanted to get this out

I hope everyone enjoys!

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Ravenclaw or Slytherin 

I stood amongst the other children in the great hall. Watching in attention as the older witch, Professor Mcgonagall, called names after names to the sorting hat. My heart was pounding in my chest so rapidly, I was afraid it might jump out. Most would’ve been overjoyed when receiving their acceptance letter, but not me. True I’ve always dreamed about being a powerful witch and everyone always told me I was quite smart for my age but I still did not wanna be here. There were just too many people. I’d never been good with people, always struggling to make connections, and yet here I was. 

“It’ll be ok, Bea” Luna Lovegood got closer, grabbing my hand with a light squeeze in an attempt to comfort me, her anxious cousin.  

Now Luna wasn’t truly my cousin, my sister and I were adopted by Pandora Lovegood and Xenoplilius Lovegood at the ages of 6 and 8. But what truly defines family, if not the people you love and seek comfort in. So by that definition we were true cousins.

“Luna Lovegood”, Professor Mcgonagel announced.

Luna let go of my hand, sparring me one last glance before she made her way through the horde of little witches and wizards to the sorting hat. The moment she sat down the hat was quick to yell, “RAVENCLAW”. She was a raven claw, just like my sister, just like her mother, just like her father, and just like my mother. My eyes followed Luna's figure as she walked to the RavenClaw table, my sister, Honey, embracing her in a loving hug while all the other Ravenclaws cheered for their new member. I see Honey looking back at me, that dorky yet angelic smile plastered on her face. She has had no doubt in her mind I’d be a Ravenclaw, “Just like mum, and grandma, and me”, she’d tell me. I was never sure though. 

“Bea Holloway”, the older witch called my name.

I stood frozen in place for a second, looking back at my sister one more time. She returned my glance, giving me an encouraging smile and a little head nod. I walked forward through the remaining children, moving with my head down to hide away from all the curious eyes in the room. I sat down hesitantly making it to the chair and that hauntingly creepy hat, seriously it's freaky. Once I sat down, Mcgonagall gave me a small smile of reassurance, no doubt feeling how anxious I was, she then placed the sorting hat on my head. It felt like an eternity of sitting and waiting, sitting and waiting, sitting and waiting. Until finally. “SLYTHERIN”.

What. The. Fuck.

I was screaming internally. I looked toward my sister, she still had that encouraging smile, but I could tell this one was fake. She was sad? disappointed? scared? I really couldn't tell.

None the less I made my way to the slytherin table. They weren’t as cheerful as the other tables. Though they did greet me as openly as other tables, I suppose that's a plus. A boy, with short dark brown and chocolatey eyes offered me a seat next to him and his friends, introducing himself as Blaise Zabini. Then a boy with slicked back light blonde hair and a cocky smile pipped up, “Malfoy, Draco Malfoy”. 

Weird, I thought to myself. 

“Im Pansy Parkinson”, a girl with shoulder length wavy black hair and bangs spoke, flashing me a comforting smile

She seems nice

Next a boy with dirty blonde to light brown hair, “I'm Lorenzo Berkshire, but you can just call me Enzo”. He flashed a dimply smile and a wink.

Oh, he’s cute

“I’m Theodore Nott” this boy had light brown hair with the ice blue eyes, “and this is this Mattheo”, the blue eyes boy continued, nodding to a boy with onyx colored eyes, dark brown colors, and the cutest singular dimple

Now he’s cute

“What's your name?” Blaise said, directing everyone's attention to me.

I stuttered out, “Bea Holloway”. The curlied headed boy held eye contact with me as I spoke. Looking into his deep onyx eyes was like a trance, one I didn’t wanna break.

Then as soon as we got sorted into our houses, though for me it felt like an eternity, it was over. Finally time to go to our dorms, the pack of slytherin first years followed our house prefect up the ever changing and ever confusing stairs. 

Finding my dorm along with all the other slytherin girls, I found out quickly that I was lucky enough to be put with someone I already met, Pansy Parkinson. She was equally as ecstatic, if not more, to be roommates with someone she already met as well. Our other roommate was a girl named Phelia Pierce, she seems nice I suppose. 

As the sun finally set and the moon engulfed the night skin, we had all settled into our new beds and rooms for the next 7 years. It once again downed on me, the fact I’d be here with the same people for the next 7 years, but it didn’t scare me as much. I thought about the people I met today, I barely knew them but they already seemed so familiar. 

I think Honey was right, I think I’ll be ok. 

Please let me know if you guys have any criques or anything. constructive criticism is always welcome, just be nice about it.

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Mattheo Riddle x Plus size! Reader

Hello everyone! So my first post did better then I expected and has encouraged me to actually write a series but before that can begin I need y'all's opinion.

So for reader I personally do not want to call her “y/n” the whole time, I wanna use a nickname for her that y'all would enjoy too, her last name is Holloway. She’s described as having curly black hair, she is going to be plus size because there is not enough plus size x Mattheo fics out there, and no race mentioned. Her personality is on the quiet and “moody” side, she is a slytherin after all, despite her distrust for new people she is very open and more sociable when she is around the people she feels safe and comfortable with. Those people are Honey Holloway (her sister) and Luna Lovegood (her non-bio cousin & best friend). She is very good at school and is one of the smartest witches for her age, right up there with Hermione and Mattheo. 

Let me know what y’all think her nickname for this series should be!

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Hello everyone so I have never written a fanfic before but I am a writer and I've been wanting to write something so I've started on a story about Mattheo Riddle x reader and I just wanted to post a little snip bit of it to see if it peaks anyone's interest.

“I’m sorry”, Mattheo Riddle sits on the floor of the astronomy tower, back leaning against the brick wall. 

“Sorry about what”, I reply, sitting on the wall of the astronomy tower, gazing out into the beautiful, sparkling night sky. Mattheo and I usually found ourselves sitting in the astronomy towers together at night, we never really talked. He came up here to smoke while I simply came up here to escape the chaos of the halls of hogwarts. 

“About your mom”, the slytherin boy spoke while rising from his spot and coming to stand next to me, “and for what you and Honey had to go through”.

“Oh” I whispered under my breath, being caught off guard with the boy's words. I knew Mattheo wasn’t as cold as everyone thought, I've seen him with his friends, I’ve seen him alone talking to the moon about his worries, I’ve seen him. Yet saying he’s sorry was never something I thought I’d hear. “You don’t need to apologize Mattheo, you didn’t do anything”, I paused. Turning my head to face the curly headed boy, “but thank you”. And for the next hour we both just stayed there, gazing into the endless night sky not knowing what’s gonna happen next, but knowing that we will still be there for each other in the end.

I did also write this when I was very tired and in like 10 minutes so it is a little rushed 😞.

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If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life. 

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