"What the hell are you talking about?" I puzzled.
"There's no time for a fucking explanation, let's go!" Ryan tugged my arm.
"What's with the sudden panic?!" I pulled my arm away.
"Steph, you're brothers acting weirder than you and that's very concerning!" I alerted.
"Okay, Y/N I have to be real with you. You-know-who is coming. Ryan's dark mark keeps getting clearer and clearer. It's about you. he wants you."
"I don't have time for your pranks Steph, I'm exhausted, I just got out of a major argument and I don't need your tomfoolery on top it."
"Bloody hell are you thick!? It's not a fucking prank you little-!" I cut Ryan off.
"Don't yell at me! I don't even fucking know you and you have the nerve to come in here and tell me all of this shit and except me to just follow you!? I won't fucking hesitate to deal with you the same as Draco!"
"Are you seriously threatening me?" He scoffed.
"No, I'm promising you. Now get the fuck out of my room. If Voldemort was actually here anyway, you two wouldn't have stood a chance trying to protect me."
Steph gave a surprised glance my way and for a moment I was confused, but I then realized it was because I call the Dark Lord by his name.
"I'm only here because Steph cares about you and wanted to keep you safe, I don't get why though."
"What a performance" A new, yet very familiar voice spoke.
"Hello, Y/N." He grinned.
"Hello Mr. Riddle, I replied."
"Now how many times do I have to tell you, you-and only you- are to call me Voldemort."
"Yes, my apologies."
I respectfully walked over and kissed him on the cheek, like I would a regular family member.
(A/N: The dynamic between Y/N and Voldemort is basically the same as Maria and El Diablo (Chico's dad) from Deadly Class.)
"Young men, I believe Y/N had asked you both to leave. I advise you to listen before you face consequences even more dire than what you shall receive because of this little stunt you both tried to pull. Of course Y/N knew better and was smart enough to know what's best for her, per usual." He smiled at me.
"Yes, M'lord." They both squeaked.
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This is not the chapter I plan to post in a little while! It's just a short filler to help make up my missed time.
Oh! and most of my chapters aren't proofread so I'll probably repost many of them.
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Please, Not Again... | Mattheo Riddle
Romansa*Definitely a slow-burn* Y/N Y/L/N meets with Mattheo Riddle once again. He'd left, and let's just say you didn't miss him. He's back, but how will things turn out considering you're stuck between him, his own brother Tom, of course Mr. Blaise Zabin...
