Please, Not Again... | Mattheo Riddle

What did I just do?

(A/N- Just a heads up, you guys are going to hate me for what I do in this chapter later on. Or, more like what I don't do.)

That little shit.

I wasn't careful though.

What did I expect him to do, I basically cruciatused him. I can speak from experience, the crucio spell hurts like fucking hell. 

If you hadn't caught on, Draco snitched.

But not to Dumbledore, that wouldn't have been a problem.

He snitched to The Dark  Lord...

I'm in my Room, I haven't heard from anyone except Steph, since yesterday when it took place. He had informed me that the Dark Lord had caught word of my doing.

I've just been lounging in my room all alone, no Pansy, no one. Until there was a knock on my door...

"Y/N?" A familiar voice called out.

"Tom?" I puzzled.

"Yes, can I come in?"

"Uhm, yeah. Just a moment."

I went to let Tom in.

"Hey, uh, we need to talk." He said.

"About what?"

"Uhm, you"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"He knows."

"I know your father knows, Steph already gave me a heads up."

"What are you going to do?" He asked.

"I have no idea, I'm so fucking screwed."

"Wait, you said Steph told you?"

"Yes, why?"

"I'm just surprised my father hasn't tried contacting you yet."

"I never thought of that, it doesn't make sense."

"He's planning something then" Tom concluded.

"Something big" I agreed.

"Are you doing okay otherwise?" He questioned.

"What do you mean otherwise?"

"Well, other than The Dark Lord plotting to most likely kidnap and convert you." He chuckled.

"Wow, Tom... That really helped me feel better." I said sarcastically.

"Hey, I'm not the one who doesn't know how to not draw attention to themselves. Whether it's crucio-ing in the halls or wandless magic mishaps between classes. Yep, Mattheo told me about it."

"I don't do it on purpose, idiot."

"What did you just call me?" Tom intimidated.

"An idiot" I repeated. "Trust me, there's a lot of thing I could've chosen in that sentence, idiot was me being nice."

"Darling, I don't think I'm the idiot here" He chuckled.

"Excuse me?" I scoffed.

"You heard me." He walked closer to me, towering almost.

My breath slightly hitched as I tried to think of a remark. Nothing came to mind, that's not really true... one thing did.... how much I wanted Tom.

"Y'know, Mattheo isn't the only one that can read minds dear."

Fuck. He was reading my mind.

"I know, it's my skill too." I quickly replied. It wasn't technically a lie. I am able to read minds, I just hadn't been reading his at the moment.

Tom froze for a second, he must've had similar thoughts.

"We're both thinking it, but is it going to happen?" Tom queried.

"It's not like it hasn't before." I answered.

"It's been a while though, our time was in the past." Tom debated.

"And you're supposed to be with Astoria." I agreed.

"Uhm, no actually. I broke up with her, I couldn't handle the drama."

"Smart choice." I replied.

"Are we doing this or not?" I asked, getting back to the point.

"It depends, does it mean anything?" He questioned.

"Well of course it'll mean something, but if you're asking if it's a no strings attached type thing then yes Tom, no strings attached... I'm not like that."

"Perfect" He slammed me against the wall.

"I don't remember you being this rough." I spoke.

"I don't remember you being so talkative" He retorted.

"Now you be a good girl and listen to me." He continued.

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A while later...

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We were both laying in bed, taking in everything that just happened.

"What did I just do?" I asked myself aloud.

"Do you regret it?" Tom was concerned.

"No, I just- why did we do this?"

"Because we both wanted to" He simplified.

"I get that, but with everything that's going on, the last thing I need is a fuckbuddy." I explained.

"Especially one that's so close with me." I continued.

"Then I'll be more than that." He offered.

"We agreed, this was no strings attached Tom."

"Did you really want that though Y/N, because I sure as hell didn't. I wanted you, I missed having you. I still do. And not just sex wise, I truly miss you. We never see each other anymore. It was the best time of my life when we were 'together', and I really want it back."

"I'm sorry Tom, I just- I don't know right now."

He nodded in response.

"I love you" I whispered.

"I love you too" He whispered back.

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Yes! This still is a Mattheo Fanfic!!! I know it doesn't seem like it right now, but trust me, I have a process. I hope you liked it! Bye!