Dark Ages (DISCONTINUED)

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"There you are!" Willow exclaimed standing up from the seat she was sitting.

"Missed us much?" I smirked looking at her.

"Oh hello no" she said. "We" she looked at Jennifer and mum, "had a very good time...you know, girl stuff" she winked.

I have a heavy suspicion that Willow told Jennifer that I have feelings for her. I don't.

Live in denial Mattheo.

"Boo" Julian yelled. If he knew that his bestfriend had feelings for his 'little sister' he would definitely kill them, aka me. He is very protective and his little sister ending up with someone like me would be his worst nightmare.

Stop it Mattheo! You don't have feelings for her.

Jennifer rolled her eyes. "I expect we should be going now" mum looked at her watch then at us. "Its becoming pretty late"

Everyone nodded. "I will go call the driver" I said and ran away from them joined by Julian.

"What?" I asked slowing down.

"Are you excited for this year?" He asked.

"No" I replied blankly. "Why would I be?"

He shrugged. "Don't know" he said. "I hate to make short conversations but..." He stopped.

"Go on" I said.

He shrugged again. "Nothing"

I rolled my eyes and walked towards the driver, Elijah Carrow. Despite his siblings, he's the weakest death eater. Im guessing its just pressure from his family.

He was smoking, when he saw me he shifted nervously and threw the cigarette to the ground and crushed it.

"Im not going to snitch on you or something Carrow" I said getting inside the car. "Everyone smokes, even the Dark Lord does"

"Julian get in!" I yelled, to which Elijah flinched.

He came and sat beside. "The usual place" I told to Elijah who was looking at me, he nodded and took off.

It was silent, not awkward but silent.

"Im nervous" Julian said after a while.

"What for?" I asked looking out the window.

"Look mate, I really want to make it to the team you know...and Im just afraid Richards might not pick me" he sighed heavily. "Could you put in a word to him about me"

"What position are you trying for?" I asked.

"Keeper" he replied.

"Right. We actually need a new keeper, I swear to Merlin that Creevy girl is useless" I said. She really was, so I will definitely tell about Julian.

"Didn't know" he said slowly. "Anyway come out from this quidditch shit" he breathed heavily, what the fuck.

"I need advice" he told.

"Oh" I said.

"Girl advice"

"Im not a girl, ask Willow" I replied rolling my eyes.

"No" he replied swiftly. "I meant dating advice" he sighed. "Even though you're single...as of right now, you give the best advices" he shaked his head and looked at me.

I starred at him for a while. "Okay, so first to ask her out, with confidence like I do"

"Not everyone is confidence as you" he huffed.

"Just listen" I told. "Go up to her and be like Hey darling, you and me, Hogsmeade this weekend 4 past 30" I said and flashed a smile. "But of course it will fail if the other person doesn't have interest in you, and you'll look like a creep. Look mate you gotta see if she's throwing any hints, or you do and she replies with anything"

"Yeah well" he grimaced.

"Who is she anyway?" I asked quirking an eyebrow.

"You wouldn't know"

"Oh please" I scoffed. "I know everyone in this world...well not world, in London I guess and Hogwarts"

He shaked his head and fell silent as we arrived at the place. Everyone got in the car. I shifted to the seat beside the driver, I always sit there if father is absent.

We reached home, at the usual time. Father was at his study again. I went up to my room for packing up things for Hogwarts, I always do it in the magic way but today I didn't feel like it.

For some reason, I wanted something to distract me from my mind...what exactly?

I've thought of signing up for a muggle job, a pizza deliver job? Any fast food, but no I don't have time, when I return home for holidays, its always like that...

((TW, abuse? Eating problem, family issues))

Flashback.
2 years ago, Riddle Manor.
7:45 PM.

"He is bad" snarled Tom Riddle during dinner, looking upon his son with disgust in his face.

Mattheo just looked down at the floor, clutching his fork. "Eat" Tom yelled seeing it. Mattheo shifted quickly and took a bite.

"Tom" hissed Aria, keeping a hand on her sons' shoulder. "Stop it! He's just twelve, there's no bloody way he'll be able to master non-verbal!" She yelled losing her patience just at Tom's first sentence. Most of their fights were about Mattheo, appearing they both have different opinions on how they should raise their child.

The exact thing Aria was afraid about.

"Don't shout Aria" sighed Tom, narrowing his eyes at her.

"I will" she said. Aria did have somewhat a good childhood but it did include few bad things, but hers' weren't as bad as Dracos' for some reason. Having Lucius as your father had its perks.

But Tom was worse.

"You can't just expect someone who just turned twelve to master bloody non-verbal magic" she stated her point back and forth.

"He's a kid, just because he's got first rank in his year doesn't mean he'll learn it very fast!"

"Well..." Tom was lost for words. In fact, Mattheo had scored high marks merely out of fear on his father.

"That poor boy will do anything to please you and you- you're acting like that!"

A glass shattered to pieces, it was Mattheo's. Aria turned to him and saw him crying quietly...

"Matty" she said calmly rubbing his back, the anger in her voice fading without a hint. Mattheo just looked at the floor, multiple tears running down his face.

"Riddles - Don't - Cry!" Tom yelled banging his fist on the table. Mattheo flinched and rubbed his cheeks extremely hard, making it look a dark shade of red on his aldready pale face. His crying stopped for time being, he always knew how to stop it. But the pain around top of his head and at his forehead increased. He got this whenever he was at a situation like this. He had consulted his prefect about it, and them saying the reason may be stress didn't make him happy either.

Aria casted a look at Tom and he just rolled his eyes and stood up from the table. "Whatever you both do" he started, glaring at Mattheo then softening his gaze at his wife. "Just move it over" he sighed and dissapeared.

End of flashback.