Adozel Hartwell has spent six years at Hogwarts mastering the art of staying unnoticed. Despite her beauty, wealth, and pure-blood status, she prefers to remain in the shadows. Then there is Matteo Riddle. The Dark Lordâs son is everything Adozel dislikes: arrogant, intimidating, powerful, and impossible to ignore. Their relationship has always been built on rivalry, sharp words, and mutual provocation. But sixth year begins to change things. What happens when the boy she has always called âRiddleâ slowly becomes someone she can no longer see as an enemy? And when hatred begins to blur into something far more dangerous, will Adozel be brave enough to call him âMattyâ?
Adozel Hopper thought she had sacrificed herself to save the people she loved. Instead, she woke up in a world she never knew existedâa world of magic, witches and wizards. With no way back to Hawkins and no idea how she got there, Adozel must learn to survive at Hogwarts while keeping her powers under control. But when the Sorting Hat places her in Gryffindor, her new life becomes even more complicated. She never expected to meet people who would challenge everything she thought she knewâor to catch the attention of Matteo Riddle. Two worlds. Two lives. One girl caught between them.
They have known of each other for years. Well⊠not really. Y/N knows who Matteo Riddle is. Matteo knows Y/N exists. They are both Slytherins, but their paths have never truly crossed. Until that summer. An accidental encounter. A few seconds. A simple apology. And a scent. Matteo doesnât know her name. He knows nothing about her, yet something about that encounter stays in his mind. A few weeks later, at Hogwarts, he smells that same perfume again. This time, the mysterious girl from the summer is standing right in front of him. Y/N. And while she barely pays any attention to him, Matteo slowly begins to wonder why he canât seem to ignore her anymore. Between stolen glances, friendships, jealousy, secrets, and feelings that take time to grow, a story neither of them expected begins to unfold. Because sometimes, you can forget a face⊠But you donât always forget a scent.
At eleven years old, Y/N receives a letter that will change her life. Upon entering Hogwarts, she discovers an entirely new world filled with magic, secrets, encounters, and danger. As the years pass, she will have to make her own choices and carve out her own path in the wizarding world. Some encounters may become friendships. Others could turn into rivalries, enemies⊠or something far more complicated. Her relationships, decisions, and future will depend on the choices she makes. From her first year all the way to adulthood, her story belongs to her.
They have known of each other for years. Well⊠not really. Y/N knows who Matteo Riddle is. Matteo knows Y/N exists. They are both Slytherins, but their paths have never truly crossed. Until that summer. An accidental encounter. A few seconds. A simple apology. And a scent. Matteo doesnât know her name. He knows nothing about her, yet something about that encounter stays in his mind. A few weeks later, at Hogwarts, he smells that same perfume again. This time, the mysterious girl from the summer is standing right in front of him. Y/N. And while she barely pays any attention to him, Matteo slowly begins to wonder why he canât seem to ignore her anymore. Between stolen glances, friendships, jealousy, secrets, and feelings that take time to grow, a story neither of them expected begins to unfold. Because sometimes, you can forget a face⊠But you donât always forget a scent.
Everyone knows Draco Malfoy is in love with Y/N. Everyone⊠except her. Best friends for years, Draco and Y/N are inseparable. He has loved her for far longer than he cares to admit. She, however, has only recently realized that her best friend might be something more. One night, their entire Slytherin friend group gathers in the common room for a game of Truth or Dare. Between embarrassing questions, daring challenges, jealousy, and secrets, the night quickly takes an unexpected turn. But Draco has a little plan of his own. One glass of Butterbeer. A little Veritaserum. And one innocent question. He only wanted the truth. He certainly didnât expect to hear her say, âI love you.â đ