𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡? ♡︎

𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦-𝑠𝑖𝑥

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-Andréa POV

Thursday, October 29th, 1995

Tom hasn't called us into any meetings recently, most likely because we already completed one of his so-called tasks.

"Andréa, has your father contacted you at all?" Lorenzo asked.

I shook my head, "No, reasonably though" I told him.

I did kill someone in front of him, not that I haven't done it before... but he told me not to. Although he also told me to become a death eater.

"Yeah but Dréa your his daughter" Draco said, he started calling me 'Dréa' only because that's what Gia calls me.

I shrugged and sighed, "It's whatever, he'll need me to do something to go with his master plan soon enough" I said as I laid down on Lorenzo's bed.

"And Uncle Nik is still planning on going along with his 'master plan'?" She asked using air quotes.

I propped myself onto my elbows, "I have no clue, he hasn't reached out to me" I told them as I laid back down.

They had tons of questions that I had zero answers to. Starting off with why I faked being sad, well what else would I do? Ending with why my father didn't want me to kill Dumbledore, that question constantly flowed through my mind.

I stood from his bed, "Okay, enough with the questions" I said as I brushed off my skirt, "I have zero clue why my father didn't want me to kill the old fucker but I did, maybe they," I threw my hands into the air, "I don't fucking know, maybe they were working together to kill Tom. I wish I knew"

Gia sighed.

"I'm gonna go get some air" I told the group before walking out of the boy's dorm.

Were my father and Dumbledore working together? Is that the reason why he didn't want me to kill him? Is that the reason why Dumbledore didn't stop me from killing him?

Now all the same questions that I was getting asked were running through my mind at the speed of light. Leaving myself with a handful of questions that I don't have the answers to.

Since father wasn't answering my owls or sending me any, I'll just go to him.

I could use a break from this school anyways.

With that, I walked up the Astronomy stairs, and not to my surprise I see Mattheo looking over the ledge looking down.

"It's a long drop isn't it?" I ask as I went to stand next to Mattheo.

He nodded, "How long do you think he fell for?" He asked.

I looked at him like he was insane, "Mattheo," I said for him to look at me, he rose an eyebrow, "We jumped off of this tower"

"Hm," He hummed, "I forgot about that" He told me before looking up.

"How's daddy dearest?" I asked as I looked up as well.

He turned to me, "I could ask you the same thing Mikaelson" He said avoiding my question.

I nodded, "Yes, you could but I asked you first, so go on"

Mattheo sighed, "Fine, he's pissed," He clenched his jaw, "Why did you lie?" He asked me.

I scoffed, "Maybe if you would've told him the truth first, I wouldn't have had to even begin to lie"

"Yes, that would work tremendously Andréa. Please just let me go and tell my Father that I let a girl do all of the work while I just sat at the bottom of the stairs" He said frustrated, "Even then, why did you change your memory?" He asked as he turned to meet my eyes.