PART ELEVEN

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Dracos POV

I sat down quietly at the breakfast table. Quite bored actually. I looked across the table and got extremely upset to see Matheo and Y/N sitting together and laughing like there was no tomorrow.

What does she even see in him?  I thought. I've known Matheo for a long time. We used to be friends. Until he betrayed the Death Eaters. Voldemort almost had him killed.

(QUICK SIDE NOTE: RIDDLE (TOM RIDDLE) IS NOT VOLDEMORT IN THIS. THAT DOES KIND OF MAKE THE STORY LINE CONFUSING BUT TRUST ME, IT WILL GET BETTER)

I snapped out of my thoughts and saw that Matheo was gone and Y/N was looking at me smirking?
Why did I have this weird in my stomach? What is this feeling? What was the feeling when I got mad when I saw them sitting together?

Stop! She's messing you up! You don't feel anything, your only priority is to serve the Death Eaters and Voldemort promises to you a good and amazing long life.

I snapped out of my thoughts again when I realized Y/N was walking over to me.

Play it cool, act normal, and you'll do fine.

Y/N's POV

As I walked over to him he sat up straight and smirked. I could already tell this wasn't going to be easy. "Y/N!" He started. "It's been so long since we actually talked."

He "laughed". I gave him a fake smile while I sat down and dusted my skirt off. "Yes, it has been, hasn't it?" His smile slowly faded and he asked

"So, you and Matheo are a-" I quickly interrupted him. "Shhh!" I said looking around. No, we're not a thing. But I have to admit, I think I might be catching feelings."

I sighed with a smile and I fiddled with a piece of my hair. The look of disgust on his face was priceless. "Hm." He started. I looked up at him. "Let's make a little bet then." He smirked.

Sheesh, not gonna lie... Malfoy... kinda hot 🤭👀
I thought

"And what is that?" I asked, a bit scared. He smirked even wider. "Im glad you asked." He said. "Well you see Y/N, I've actually had a crush on your for quite a long time. And Matheo is ruining everything." I sat up straight.

"So I have a proposal. If I can make you catch feelings in at least 3 months then we date. If I can't you can go back to loving Matheo and all that stuff. And I can leave you alone or whatever." He said picking up a green apple.

The way he bit into that apple... the way it crunched. The juice went down his bottom lip. He wiped it off slowly with his veiny hands. They-

"So do we have a deal or not?" He asked putting the apple back down.

I snapped out of my thoughts. What the bloody hell what that? Why did I think like that. I looked up and replied "Yes, but if you catch feelings for me you have to do something for me."

"And that is?"

"I don't know yet. I'll think of something." I said standing up. "I'll see you around, Malfoy~" He smirked at that and I walked away.

Hey started walking out of the great hall and made my way to my dorm. I needed to start putting together the next parts of my plan. As I was about to enter the door Matheo grabbed my wrist and turned me around.

I squealed. "Holy crap Matt! You can't scare me like that!" I bent over and put my hands on my knees, catching my breath. "Sorry."

He muttered. I got up and looked at Matt. Something was up with him. I could tell. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Nothing, just the way Malfoy looks at you."he said looking down.

"It's like he's hungry for you. Like, your his next meal." I sighed. "That's why I don't want you doing this." He said looking up at my eyes.

"Matt. I'm fine, we already made a bet and I'm not backing down. I never back down from a bet. Especially when I know I'm going to win."

"And how do you know your going to win?" Matheo asked. I was getting frustrated that he had so little faith in me. "Because, I'm Y/N Smith. And I always win." I said. He laughed a little. "So competitive." We both laughed. "But please, don't get hurt."

"I won't. I promise." He nodded and looked down the hall. "Come on." He started and grabbed my wrist. "I want to show you something." We started walking down the halls. I slowly moved my hand to where instead of him holding my wrist, we heard holding hands.

He didn't even seem to notice. We walked down this dark hallway with a bunch of cobwebs and spiders. I was a little scared so I leaned on Matheos shoulder. We came to a small door with a flower shaped handle. "Hold on."

Matheo said letting go of my hand. He took a flower shaped key out of his robe pocket and slid it into the key entrance. He slowly turned it and the door open. I gasped in awe as I saw what was behind the door.

He laughed at my gasped and pushed me inside. I fell on my hands in knees. I slowly got up and my hands were covered in dirt and so we're my knees. "Really Riddle?!" I laughed. He laughed. "Catch me if you can."

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