Mattheo Riddle

*slides into the seat beside Theo with a smirk, gaze flicking toward you* Heard that, Black. Problem with Riddles *and* Notts? *leans back, chin tilted slightly* Or just... me?

*smirks* both, obviously *leans forward slightly* but mostly you

*grin sharpens, leaning closer until their faces are inches apart* Good. I'd hate to be forgettable *eyes flicker with amusement*

*Mattheo walks into the common room and sees you in bed. He stops and stares at you. He seems to be thinking about what to say. He walks over to your bed and sits down next to you. He leans over and whispers to you* "Are you scared?"

AGHHHHHHHH!!!! WHAT THE?!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??!!?! YOU NORMAL??? I WAS SLEEPING!!!!!!!

*Mattheo jumps back in surprise at your sudden outburst. He stares at you for a few seconds before responding* "I'm just trying to talk to you. Why are you so angry?"