as the world caves in; mattheo riddle

four

My eyes scan the room, finding Pansy once again before leading her towards the dance floor. The music thumped as we swayed and moved around the crowd of bodies. The lively atmosphere distracted me, feeling all my problems melt away in a short escape from reality. Though, it wasn't long before I felt a presence behind me. I turn around, and to my surprise, it was Miled Bletchley. 

"Hey?" I say, the word coming out as more of a question than anything else. 

"I'm Miles," he replies smoothly, his lips curling into a confident smirk. 

His presence was overpowering, his eyes were fixed on mine, a small glint of curiosity that sent butterflies to stir in my stomach. 

"I'm Amora," I reply, my tone playful. 

Something about the way he presented himself tells me he's used to getting a lot of girl's attentions, his confidence dripping with a hint of arrogance. But I can't help myself– I like to play along. 

"I know," he says with a grin. "I was asking Malfoy about you earlier. You look stunning tonight by the way."

His voice drops slightly, leaning in so I can hear him better over the loud music. 

"Oh thank you, I guess... all good things, I hope," I reply, raising a brow at him, taken somewhat off guard at the sudden compliment. 

"Definitely," he says, his smirk never faltering as he shoots me a playful wink. "Come get a drink with me?" 

His invitation was smooth, but there was an underlying intent in his tone. I glance over at Pansy, who's immersed in conversation with Blaise as they dance together. I don't see any harm or danger, so I agree, following him back towards the drink table. 

As we weave through the sea of bodies, I notice how close he's standing, his arm snaking around my waist as he guides me through the crowd. The proximity was a bit off putting, but I push the thought aside, deciding to live in the moment. 

I watch carefully as he pours me a drink, a small smirk lingering on my lips, my mind a little fuzzy as the shots catch up to me a bit. 

"So, if I may ask," I tease, peering up at him. "What were you asking Draco about me?" 

He hands me the cup, hand brushing against mine as I take it from him. I take a long sip, my gaze never faltering. 

"Oh you know, just a few things about yourself," he smirks back. "Now tell me, darling, how can a girl as beautiful as you be single?" 

A light blush creeps up on my cheeks, a little taken aback at his forwardness. 

"I suppose no one has quite caught my eye yet," I reply, a hint of a challenge in my voice as I take another sip. 

"Yeah? Why don't I change that?" he counters, leaning in even closer to me.

"And how do you expect to do that now?" I tease, raising a brow as I match his playful tone.

"Let me take you out. Next Saturday perhaps?" he asks, his voice dropping an octave as a playful smirk lingers on his features.

"It's a date." I agree, the words slipping easily from my lips as I look up at him. 

I could feel the heat of his proximity, catching his eyes flickering to my lips, an unspoken tension simmering between us. A small laugh escapes my lips. 

"Mm-mm. You have to earn that, Bletchley," I tease, pulling back slightly. "See you next Saturday." I add. 

I give him a playful wink before spinning around, my eyes scanning the crowd to find any trace of Pansy or Theo. I finish off my drink, setting the empty cup on the nearest table carelessly. After unsuccessfully finding my friends, I come across two familiar red-heads. 

"Well, hello, Miss Sinclair, funny seeing you here," Fred says, a mischievous grin plastered on his lips. 

"Could almost say the same about you, Freddie," I tease. "Got any more joints left?"

"You always know we save you one." George replies.

I let out a small laugh, thanking Merlin for my connections. 

"Oh you boys know me too well," I say, a grin tugging at my lips. "Are you boys feeling generous enough for a friend discount?" 

I shoot them each a smile. They look at each other for a moment, Fred tilting his head slightly at his twin as they exchange an unspoken deal. 

"I suppose we could, only for you, Amora," Fred replies, handing me the joint with a wink.

"Thank you, loves. Catch up with you later?" I ask, giving them a smile before walking away.

I make my way through the crowd, feeling as if I was making endless circles around the Slytherin common room. The noise, the lights, the people– all blending together in my intoxicated mind as I look for Pansy. After a few moments, I finally find her with Astoria, relief washing over me. 

"Hey babes." I greet with a smile, my head feeling cloudy from the alcohol.

"What's got you so chipper?" Pansy asks, a slight giggle in her voice.

"Well not only do I have a little gift for us," I pull the joint out of my pocket, "Miles Bletchley asked me out on a date as well." I add.

"Really?" Astoria asks. "Like Miles on the quidditch team? The 7th year?" 

Astoria was in the year below us. We had never really spoken– until last year, Astoria, Pansy, and I just sort of clicked together. 

"Yeah, it kind of came out of no where but he's charming," I shrug.

"Good for you, love," Pansy smiles, sincerity in her voice. 

We make our way towards the couches, finding a spot to sit. I place the joint between my lips, lighting the end of it before taking a long hit, letting the smoke sit in my lungs before blowing it out. I pass it to Pansy, watching as she takes a drag. I began to feel the mix of the weed and alcohol hitting my system like a euphoric rush. 

"Don't tell me you weren't gonna share?" I hear Theo behind me. 

I turn around to face him, a playful smirk on my lips.

"Why would I share with you? Merlin knows where your mouth has been tonight." I joke. 

He rolls his eyes at my comment, taking a seat next to me on the couch as he takes the blunt from Astoria. 

"And has yours been on Bletchley?" he teases, bringing the joint up to his lips. 

I rolled my eyes in return, lightly hitting his arm at his insinuation. 

"Of course not," I reply. "Unlike you, I have class." 

I snatch the joint back, taking another deep hit before puffing it out, watching as the smoke dissipates into the atmosphere. Everything starts to slow down– the movement, the people, the music. 

The blunt goes around the circle till it was nothing for than a roach, put out and tossed somewhere to be cleaned later. 

I lean my head on Theo's shoulder, laughing at some stupid comment Pansy had said. I feel a set of careful eyes on me, burning into my being as I look up, spotting none other than Mattheo Riddle staring back at me. I lift up my head, observing him as I tune out the chaos around me, my eyes fixed on his. 

He was leaning against the wall, a cigarette dangling between his lips as he takes a drag. I look away quickly, realizing what I was doing as I feel my heart quicken in my chest. For a moment, I thought I was going crazy, as I looked back over to steal one last glance, but he was gone. 

"Everything alright, Amora?" Astoria asks, snapping me back to reality.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." I mutter. "I just thought I saw something." 

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a/n: hey! :) I hope you all are enjoying the story so far, i promise chapters will start getting longer as more goes on!