I'm yours if you're mine | Mattheo Riddle x Reader

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A week had passed since mine and Mattheo little "incident" and it was safe to say that we hated each other, well at least I hated him. His brother was no good either, they would make comments about me everyday (no cat calling though) but I still didn't like them either.

As usual I would sit in the common room late at night and read my book, and sometimes Mattheo would come but not always which was a relief.

I walked into defence against the dark arts to see Snape standing in front of us and teaching us about the dark arts "I will be assigning seats since clearly some people can't sit with each other."  Snape said slowly and coldly, it felt like the man didn't care for his job, even though he had been wanting this job for years.

I watched Mattheo across the room and saw that he was completely uninterested in what Snape said, he was calling the names on the seats we were going to sit on.

"Miss Parkinson!" Snape said as he stood in front of me "Y-yes Professor?" I said lost in my thoughts as I turned to face him "Is watching Mr Riddle much more interesting then what we are doing right now?" He whispered so no one in the class could here, which I surprisingly watched him because I thought he was going to say it loudly, guess I was lucky

"N-no not at all Professor.." I said embarrassed

"Mhm, pay attention Miss Parkinson I will be saying your partner" he replied looking at me with his exact same blank expression on his face.

"Alright." I replied

Please not Mattheo, Please not Mattheo

"You will be sitting next to Mr Riddle" My jaw dropped "Professor there must be a mistake— I can't sit next to Riddle." I said shocked

"No excuses Miss Parkinson"

I sat down on my chair next to Mattheo rolling my eyes, we were sitting in the back row, Mattheo watched me closely "What?!" I whispered aggressively.

"I saw you staring" he said huskily "and don't have that fucking attitude with me you little bitch" he whispered rudely as he grabbed my robe "You can't do this now Riddle, we're in class." I said smirking

"You just wait" he said as he loosened his grip from my robe, he did not like that I was having the power right now, I could tell it just made me smirk more

"I'll make your life miserable Parkinson" he whispered to my ear

"And I'll make yours hell" I replied proudly

He shivered at my comment "I swear I will kill your fucking ass", he wanted to do something, something to make me fear him, but we were in class and we couldn't really fight like we always do.

"Yeah yeah keep talking Riddle and you'll get us both in detention" I replied merciless and watched him with a smirk on my face as I saw rage in his eyes

He rolled his eyes then turned his focus back to Snape

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Classes had ended and dinner was about to start but I didn't go towards the great hall, I went towards the common room "Where are you going?" Enzo asked as he catches up to me "I'm going to take a quick shower I'll be back soon okay?" I said

He nodded and went towards the great hall "I'll see you soon!" He yelled across the hall "Yeah!" I yelled back smiling, he was such a great friend, I was lucky to have the guy.

I walked towards the dungeons and finally arrived

I muttered the password 'pureblood' under my breath and the portrait door swung open, no one was in the common room except a couple of seventh years whom were studying for their N.E.W.T's, I walked up to my dormitory which was completely empty and quiet. Though I felt someone watching me but I just thought it was all in my head.

I walked into the bathroom and took of my robe when I felt strong hands go to my throat roughly, I was gasping for air when I realised it was Mattheo. He did not lie when he said he would kill me..

"Riddle—" I choked

"See I told you I would kill you" he said

My vision became blurry and I felt myself becoming dizzy and my last breaths would be taken away, I had a miserable life so maybe this was for the best?
But I didn't want to die now.

"Riddle— please—" I chocked as I held his strong hands with my palms as I felt myself get weaker and weaker by every second that passed "Riddle please what?!" He says, aggressively

"Please—" I began "—stop"

"No." He replied simply not letting go.. and I felt the darkness beginning to cave in, I felt myself get numb, I couldn't feel my limps and my breathing became worse.. I knew that soon I would take my last breaths "Riddle—" was my last words when everything became dark.

My last breaths had been taken away by a guy I had known for a week and a day. Was this my faith? It was this way I died.. I didn't know that he meant literally.. but you never know what a Riddle is capable of.. that's what I've always said.

He was indeed Lord Voldermorts father, also known as the dark lord.. his son had killed me.

Mattheo Riddle had taken my life, me Bella Parkinson.