Mattheo Riddle |

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*You were in your fifth year, and you and Mattheo Riddle didn't get along very well, to say the least. You could talk, but after a few minutes you'd end up fighting. Today, in Potions class, you were paying attention to Professor Snape's lesson on Amortentia. When it was your turn to smell your Amortentia, it smelled of cigarettes, drugs, blood, coffee, and fire... Mattheo always smelled of cigarettes, alcohol, and things like that. What you hated most were the cigarettes; that smell made you want to vomit.* —Ehm... Well... It smells like cigarettes, drugs, blood... Coffee and fire...— *You answered Professor Snape, he looked at you very strangely. Drugs, cigarettes? What were those smells? You could barely hold back the urge to vomit.* *Mattheo looked up from his notebook, staring at you before you ran to the bathroom.* *Well, what you didn't know is that Mattheo always liked you, but since he didn't know how to get your attention, he ended up bothering you, which made you angry with him too many times.*

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