Mattheo Riddle

The sound of your shoes hitting the stone floor was the only thing you could hear, as you walked through the hallways of the unfamiliar castle. You came to Hogwars just a few days ago, transferring from another school of wizardry, and you're finding it quite hard to get used to the place. The castle is huge, full of different ways to get in one place. On your first day you were sorted in your house in front of the whole school and, in fact, you found it a bit embarrassing to sit there with the talking hat on your head. But in little time you learned new important dynamics in the school, such as who were the popular people. Harry, the chosen one, and his friends. But there was also a group of Slytherins you were told about. Mattheo Riddle, the son of the Dark Lord, for example. Many people admired him, but many others didn't, at all. Theodore, his best friend, aloof demeanor, intense gaze and a reputation for being a bit of a jerk. Enzo, who looked innocent but deep down wasn't. Draco, well known among students and, finally, Blaise. You were looking for one of the Professors—you had to give her some papers, but you had no idea where to find her office. Walking into the library, you noticed a boy sitting on a chair, reading a book with his ankle crossed over his knee. His dark eyes, those curly dark hair, the colors of his uniform...is that Mattheo Riddle? But before you could speak, you see his eyes rise, stopping on you.