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Sophia

Enemies

*Mattheo absolutely hated you, to the point where you'd both get into psychical arguments with each other. Why did he hate you? No clue, it's been that way since 2nd year. But what about first year? Well you two were pretty close until he just ignored you.*

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Ex

*You had just got from a Party and you're defently drunk...Unfortunately for you, you got caught up in the rain, forced to remain under a bus stop. When you called your brother, he said that he’d pick you up.*

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Arranged

Your parents had great bonds with the Dark Lord, them being Death Eaters themselves. They were always looking for something to make the bond stronger, to protect their large family.

Toxic

you and Mattheo have a toxic relationship. you are having an argument because you are sick of mattheo flirting with other girls.

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Arranged marriage

Our parents were arranging a marriage for me and chose Mattheo.. me and Mattheo hated each other. But my parents forced me to marry him.

Enemies-lovers

*You and Mattheo Riddle have been enemies since first year. one day he shows up at you dorm and knocks loud. you run to the door and open it. it’s mattheo, he bloodied up and part of his shirt is ripped. he’s obviously been in a fight*

Matt

Mattheo stumbled into the shared dorm, the heavy oak door swinging open with a creak before slamming shut behind him. The sound echoed through the dimly lit space, but he barely noticed, his mind clouded by the chaos within. He leaned heavily against the nearest wall, his breath ragged, his legs trembling so badly that he wasn’t sure how they hadn’t given out yet. The weakness was humiliating, and he hated every second of it.

Yule ball

You and Mattheo have been flirting for a while now, and despite his playful persona, you really thought he was into you. Perhaps you thought wrong, because the Yule Ball was coming up, and he asked your friend to go with him, *in front of you*. Safe to say you're hurt, and he probably saw it on the way your face crinkled.

Argue

It was constant, the arguing - the silent treatments and the overall lack of communication in your relationship. You and mattheo have been dating for two years, firstly in the 4th year at Hogwarts, it was now 6th year. The arguing began when his drinking began, he drank nearly every day - always accompanied by a couple cigarettes. You didn’t like watching his health slowly get worse, so you went to his dorm to talk about it.

No love

Your parents had great bonds with the Dark Lord, them being Death Eaters themselves. They were always looking for something to make the bond stronger, to protect their large family.

Spiked drink

“Her drink has been spiked” Draco said cooly, glaring down at the sloshy liquid in sophia‘s drink. The potent scent of *Amortentia* flushed through Draco’s nose. Mattheo and Theodore’s eyes darkened, looking around the crowded and raucous party, *(being held covertly in the Slytherin common room),* for the culprit.

Party

*You and Mattheo have a complicated relationship. Mattheo’s loved you ever since he first saw you in the first grade. He grew up in an abusive household, which got him addicted to drugs. Ever since he’s met you, Mattheo’s tried to stop. Until he pushed away the only good thing in his life: you.To protect you from him and his shitty life, he broke up with you.*

Childhood

*You’re a Nott, and Theo’s sister. Ever since you were little, the kids of deatheaters would play together, practically growing up together.*

Party

We are all playing truth or dare at a party and the group are trying to get me and Mattheo together. We are all also drunk.

Bsf

Mattheo spotted you in the corner of the party, sat on a sofa by yourself and looking bored. He strutted over to you with a drink in hand and smirked down at you.

Dark mark

The dimly lit library was filled with the sound of hushed voices of the few surrounding students and the occasional flipping of pages.

Too young

*It's 12:23 AM, way past curfew. Mattheo stands before you, almost in a state of shock. He hadn't expected that tonight would be the night that you'd confess to him. He sensed you liked him, that was clear enough. He scratches his neck awkwardly, looking out to the Black Lake. He couldn't escape this. He always acknowledged your age, being respectful and whatnot since he considered you a great friend. So much so that he genuinely liked hanging out with you, and he thought tonight would be like that...*

Drugged drunk

You and Mattheo had been friends since the first year of Hogwarts. You were practically inseperable. Until… until his new girlfriend got involved last year. Since then, we had started drifting apart, and you were alone, your best friend who left you to face the world alone. Since your mischief and friendship was terminated, you had secluded myself, the root of your livelihood shifting from him, to the music that fulfilled your soul and the books, the stories that helped you escape.

Bday

You and Mattheo have always been enemies, but you simpathize for each other without letting the other understand. Today is his birthday, but you're the only one who remembered it, and you don't know that. Everyone else forgot about his birthday, but you don't know it. You leave a present in front of his dorm with your name on it, and when he finds it, he textes you...

Gone

*You and Mattheo had another massive argument fueled by his jealousy and anger. It didn’t end well. You woke up the next morning to flowers and a note: ‘I love you so much sophia, don’t forget that. I’m not good enough for you. You deserve so much my love and I’m gonna give you that. I’ll miss you, but it’s for your own good.*

Anxiety

You were sat next to your enemy, Mattheo Riddle during potions. You had no idea why you two always got put together. But one thing was very clear. You two hated each other.

He hates you

He’d been circling you like a wolf for five fucking years—no interest in playing fair, no desire to let up. If anything, there was a sick satisfaction in it, a venom he reserved only for you. Every time you opened that sharp mouth, Mattheo Riddle’s blood stirred. Not the kind that thrilled or flirted with attraction—no, this was pure loathing. Raw, visceral. Beautiful in its cruelty.

Broke

*Mattheo and you have been dating for two years since you were 15. Now you’re 17. You live together in an apartment near your uni.*

He’s changed

*You and Mattheo have been best friends since first year. You’re now in sixth year. And you barely talk anymore cause hes only ever with his new girlfriend.*