Dark Ages (DISCONTINUED)

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I heard a sound as I was walking with Draco, out of instinct I pulled out my wand and looked back alerted. Once I saw the scene I rolled my eyes. "Seriously" I said scowling.

"You need to chill" Draco said as he tilted his head. He did a non verbal incantation for my freezing spell that made Skeeter run yelling like a mad woman. "Just wait Riddle!"

"Says you" I said rolling my eyes at Draco. "Make sure to check the prophet tommorow, you'll find facts you didn't know about your beloved nephew" I said.

Draco laughed. "Whatever you say mate" he said.

We were home now, when I opened the door mum ran from somewhere and hugged me tightly. "Okay okay" I said trying to let go of her.

She sniffed. "Mattheo if you ever do anything like that again-"

I cutted her off. I narrowed my eyes while speaking. "Come on mum its not like anyone could-" I stopped. I feel like they're hiding something from me, I've always felt this from when I could... remember. I thought its better not to bring it up.

I sighed. Draco enetred pushing his phone through his pocket. "You should see the things he did to Skeeter" he said laughing. I sighed again.

"What'd he do" Everyone asked. "Oh come on" I sighed rolling my eyes as everyone started laughing when Draco finished explaining the incident.

"She deserved it anyways" Blaise said. "Finally someone understands!" I yelled in relief.

"You know, during our days we had robes" Mum said lookinng through my closet. We returned home evening and I was in my room when she came inside.

"Huh" I said lookinng at her confused.

"During our school days, we had robes for uniform. Now you guys have coats and suits" she explained.

"Oh" I said. "I mean times change right" I said lookinng at my phone.

"Yeah they do" she muttered quietly. "Besides this one is better anyways" she told chuckling running her hand through my Slytherin coat. "My baby Matty is all grown up" she said as I rolled my eyes. "You're going to fourth year!" Sh exclaimed. "It was as if I was in fourth year yesterday" she said.

I looked up at her as she didn't speak for few minutes. "Mum you okay?" I asked. She shaked her head. "Yes yes" she answered.

"Mum" I called.

"Yes dear"

"Why do you never tell me anything about your time at Hogwarts, or youre childhood or your friends" I asked.

"There isn't much to say" she said tilting her head. I know its a lie.

"Okay mum" I replied.

Mum's been emotional a lot more than usual, I know something is wrong. Oh believe me I know that since I was ever born, for Im his fucking son, the heir. I've been very suspicious of everything since some random lady told me something about a...prophecy, I didn't fully get to hear it. The lady told something about Harry Potter, wonder who it was.

"Good night Matty" My mums' voice made me come back to reality.

"Night mum" I said nodding. I wish my life would be normal...sorta calm. I would kill to live a calm and normal life.

Of course the Riddles have to be presented in the Quditch world cup, father doesn't even come to my matches but of fucking course he goes to these. Not that I care if he comes or not.

"Ah yes! Mattheo Riddle! You look just like your father, the great Dark Lord" a fat tall man with a pig face approached me and shaked my hand. I shaked his hand too, firmly I should tell just like father thought me. I bet that idiot rubbed something in his hand for that disgusting fragrance. "Its a pleasure to meet you finally" he added.

I nodded. "Mr..?" I asked qurking an eyebrow but before he could tell his name someone grabbed me and truned me towards a group of flicking light, I rolled my eyes at them. An arm fell over my shoulders, it was the dark lord showing the public that he loves his son. Great.

"Mr.Riddle, your greatness! Its a shock to meet you here, nobody knew you loved Quidditch!" Said a women holding a muggle camera that has been charmed to take photos every bloody second.

"Yes I love it, Im also on the team every year" I said nodding trying my best to be calm and not lash out.

"Where's the Riddle arrogance your greatness" someone whispered behind me. I turned back raising both of my eyebrows. "I do not have a reason to be rude" I said coldy starring at him, he flinched. "Carrow" I added recognising it was Amycus. I turned back to see a lot of gasps, grins and smirks that clearly tells 'The Riddle heir clearly is a bad boy'.

"Is there anymore questions?" I asked qurking an eyebrow lookinng bored. There were several questions which I wasn't even able to hear. I rolled my eyes and truned back to go to mum.

As I was walking eyes were laid upon me, I heard whispers such as. 'Riddle looks so handsome for a 14 year old' 'he just turned 14' 'do you think he's adopted' said someone with pale skin and straight black hair, I gave a look at him and noticed a brown haired woman beside him, something was familiar about her. I spotted mum and started walking up to her.

Mum was talking to someone, when she saw me as she switched her attention to me. "Did your dad tell anything" she asked quitely lookinng around. "No" I said. "Then why is your face is like that?" She said pointing to my forehead which looked tensed. I immediately realxed my forehead. "Oh that, that's nothing" I told rubbing my forehead. "Okay" mum replied still looking around.

"Searching for someone?" I asked.

She nodded.

"Who?" I asked.

"Just someone" she said still looking around.

"What do you mean by someone?" I asked my voice a little loud.

Mum rolled her eyes. "Just few classmates" she muttered leaning towards me.

My heart rate increased. Classmates she told. I can know something about her school life finally. I looked around, I saw someone but when they locked eyes with me they started running, when I was about to run mum held my hand. "Let's go" she told. "Wait I saw someone" I told still looking eagerly at that person. "Mattheo we need to go" she said. "Where?!" I exclaimed lookinng at her. "The reason we're here, Quidditch" she told. "Oh right" I told and started walking with her.

That person made me curious, something familar was ringing about them. They made me forget about Quidditch, something I loved.

I sat beside my father, him talking to someone instead of seeing the match, I often looked at mum who was still looking around, my curiosity increased. I had the urge to shout at the players now and then, both good and bad reasons. But no I can't, its not good to shout like that, I would be common folks. There was a break and I needed to find something. I stood up from the seat correcting my black suit and rubbing it, when I was about to walk, mum held my hand. "Where are you going?" She asked. "I need to pee" I lied, sne knows Im a good liar but ends up believing it. "Okay take Crouch with you" she said. "Mum" I scowled. "Im not 5 and Im going to pee not for a bloody war" I said. She gave me a stern look that shutted me up and called Crouch. "Fine" I sneered.

Barty Crouch jr. followed me as I was walking to the loo. "Are you sure this is the correct way" he asked. "Yes I know just follow me" I said. I got suspicious when I didn't hear his voice. "What happened Crouch" I asked turning back. Someone pressed their wand behind my back.

"Hermione come fast, I got that boy" the perosn I saw earlier yelled, still pressing his wand at my back harder and harder every second making me wince.