~their girl~ Mattheo x Tom x Y/N

Love

Tw: swearing abuse blood
This one's going to be quite deep. Some will be going deep into though and rlly thinking so you'll get a proper perspective of the characters. Idk if half of this makes sense bc this chapters kinda like a rant.

Toms POV:

I woke up to loud snoring next to me. Or..below me. I opened my eyes to see mattheo curled up on the floor with a dovet on top. I looked around from where I was laying .This wasn't our dorm. I turned to the bed to see who was on it. Y/n. Peaceful. That was the only way to describe her. And of course beautiful. It then came back to me. Yesterday her dad came. We asked if she was ok. Then she just broke down. We brought her back to her dorm and put her in her bed. She then got up and got changed and I think she out blankets over us? I smiled at the thought of her caring. It was nice for a change. I heard movement from the bed and quiet huffing. "Awake y/n?" I whispered loud enough for her to hear. She crawled and look down at me. "Morning Tommy" she smiled. She was in a happy mood. That's good. "Mattheo still asleep" "yeah" we both looked over to Mattheo who was still fast asleep. Y/n started softly giggling at the site of My brother peaceful and I joined in soon joined in. "Oi Bitch!" We heard from outside the door. She huffed and walked over to the door. "Yes Blaise?" She said leaning against the door. "Where were you for Lesson 1 and 2?!" I couldn't quite see his face but could see a glimpse through the crack. "Didnt want to" she was facing away from me but I could tell she gave him the 'look'. "Oh ok babes you still up for our Trips to Hogsmead? We have to go in pairs now since this stupid new rule" "what rule?" She asked. "You haven't heard...after that message on the wall and people getting hexed and killed and yesterday night someone dying now people have to travel in pairs or more" "oh." Was all she could come out with after a 2 minute silence. She definitely knew something but I decided not to press when she finished her conversation. "Uhm is gonna go but I'll see you later for our walks" he smiled and walked off. She shut the door and flopped back onto her bed. A muffled "Ughhhhhh" came out. This woke up Mattheo. "Morning to you to Slytherin" she lifted herself off the bed and faced us. No emotion on her face. "Get out." She looked over at me "both of you" "What did we do?!" Mattheo tried to shout but couldn't since he just woke up. She put a very forced smirk on her face "I could name about 10 different reasons but one of the main ones is your face is putting me off life right now so could you get out my dorm" "fucking hell. Do one nice thing" he grabs my hand and walks out, slamming the door.

Y/n pov:
Why the fuck did I do that? . They were being mixed and helped me. I'm such bitch. I did betray there trust and love. Which was something they both don't do. Love. It's such a funny thing. It can make you feel amazing, like your flying above the clouds. Every time you see them your heart flutters. At the same time it can break you. Slowly become an obsession that clings onto, draining other life away from around you. I always found it pathetic. Never needed it. What's the point of feeling 1 second of happiness and once they leave you an eternity of misery and heart break. For me it always hurt. It was really like that 1 second of love and happiness and then sadness. To be honest, I was scared of it. I am scared of it. The way it's so powerful. It can control you. There's no such thing of controlling it. Whether it's friends lovers brothers or family. It will always turn out the same. Sadness.

I got up and walked over to my wardrobe. Nothing there that I wanted to wear. Nothing at all. Infact I didn't even want to go out. I just wanted to curl up in a ball and let my emotions out. But they make you weak, as father says. I shut my closet door shut and walked back over to my bed. So much has happened recently. With mattheo to tom to my brother..even to my father coming because of that stupid little fight. I hate granger. If it wasn't for this stupid school, I would've killed that mudblood by now. And her friends. How dare they look through my personal stuff. How fucking dare they. I haven't done anything to them...well except Harry. He deserved it though. So full of himself just because he's the 'chosen one' how more stupid can he get. We are all the same no matter our titles. No matter if someone is a Deatheater or a part of the order of the phoenix. It makes no difference. The only thing it'll change is how we get viewed. Evil, good, smart, dumb. In the end we are all the same.

Elija:
"Crucio!" One of the deatheaters shouted at me, pointing his wand at me. It hit me.it felt like  A thousand knives stabbing me at once. He kept it on for 2 more minutes. The pain numbed. Now it felt as though my body was burning, the flesh trying to escape it as much as I was. Loud laughing echoed down the corridor. My mind was shutting down. Lights around me became blurry aswell as the figure Infront of me. My arms dropped while my hands stayed shackled up. Dried tears stained my face while more threatened to fall down my bloody cheeks. Before my mind went black I heard one thing "Get his sister, she'll fun"

Mattheo Riddle:
I layed in bed. My brother had gone back to his dorm with the same plans as me. To do nothing. The rained pattered against the window pain almost creating a soft beat. It was beautiful. Just me. Thinking about my own troubles. Thinking abt y/n. I don't think I could ever really trust her. I could never stop loving her though. How could someone be so cold hearted. She tricked us. All along it being a game to her. So actual emotion came from her. Nothing. Not even a hint. Just something for her to do in her spare time. I was so foolish to ever believe someone like that could ever love me. Tom wasn't as bad. He didn't have to hear the words come from someone. Someone who knew the truth. I pried my mind away from it. From her. I thought about other things. My father. His plans to take down hogwarts and the wizarding world. Of course with the help of Logan Slytherin. I turned my mind once more but this time to the rain. I closed my eyes and listened to it lightly hit the window. If you focused enough you could faintly make out the sound of it hitting the black lake.

Hi my loves I'm sorry this one's a bit dark and didn't make sense but I had so much rage while writing this 😭I still hope you enjoyed<3

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