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It was a nice quiet day (for once) and Mione, Ace and i were chilling at the leaky Cauldron as per usual. This is why Tuesday's are my favourite...i have no lessons! since i'm bottom set for everything i don't have any double classes. I know i know, i should try harder in school, but to be fair, i am top set for potions class! That's about it though. Literally. As i zoned back into our conversation about mandrakes, a sudden agony spiked into my brain taking over my entire body. I've never felt pain like this in my life! I focussed all my energy into a small coaster on the table to attempt to steady myself as i whitenesses it slowly begin to part into 2 coasters.Then 3. Then 4. Then...
"Hey, You okay?"
Ace wondered moving closer to me in his chair. Hermione's gaze focused to me as she sat down opposite.
"Hm? Yeah i'm uhh.."
Before any other words could escape my mouth, my vision fell heavy and filled with purple splurges as a gust of torment covered my body.
Ace Pov
"Hm? Yeah i'm uhh.."
Y/n started, her eyes began to trail else where as she placed a hand onto the corner of the table for grip. She held on stronger and stronger until... it happened.
Screaming. Yelling. Pain.
You could see the pain in her eyes. Hear the pain in her cry. Feel the pain from her unstable condition.
"Y/n! Y/n! What's going on? Are you okay? Can you here me?"
Mione bellowed, Shaking Y/n drastically on her arm as the suffering girl continued to cry in affliction, throwing her head into her hands whilst digging her sharp nails roughly into her now matted hair.
"Help! Someone Help!"
I whined, standing above my seat attempting to get someone's attention, anyones attention!
What felt like years later a crowd formed around her, others begging for reassurance that she was okay but nothing but cries escaped the suffering teen.
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Mattheo Pov
My eyes fluttered open to the sound of a pounding alarm clock. Fucking great.
Why do lessons have to start so early? And why do i have to go to them if i'm only here to kill a girl? Fucking stupid if you ask me.
I sat up in my king sized bed and pushed my dark grey silk bedding away from my body as i looked around my room annoyed that i actually had to get out of bed.
After about half an hour of just sitting there thinking about how much i fucking hate life, i got out of bed and grabbed my black hoodie whilst sliding on some grey sweatpants. Comfy clothes. I really don't care about uniform at this point. Not like i'm still going to be here after i murder that pathetic Slytherin.
Once i had done my usual morning routine, i headed out of my luxurious dorm room which i got out of Dumble-whore being scared of us and made my way to my first class of the day.
"Mattheo, dear boy"
I knew that voice. Only one voice as cold and bone chilling as that. My Father.
I spun around in a startled matter and stood face to face with the man i idolised so much.
"Father, if someone see's you!"
I began, still in shock from his unexpected appearance. I hope this means i haven't made a mistake.
"Come along son, i have something to show you"
He protested, placing a hand on my shoulder and he guided me through the corridor towards, the hospital wing? Why the Hospital wing?
"Father, What are we doing here?"
Panic ran through my blood. I can't have made a mistake? I did nothing wrong? Right?
"Ahh, just thought i'd show you what i expect to see after a week of already being here.You know better. Do i really have to do this myself boy?"
He lead me over to a hospital bed in the back corner of the first aid room and hovered at the end hinting for me to see who was lying on it.
There she was. The girl i was meant to have put in here myself but instead, he had to curse her himself. I disappointed him. I'm a failure. But i shook my head to demonstrate how i would not let him down again. Y/n will be dead and it will be me who kills her.
"I won't disappoint you again"
"You must up your game if you expect to have a place at the death eater table Mattheo"
He spoke. His scaring vocals ringing through my head making the situation less bearable by the second.
A chatter in the distance broke my attention as a tall brunette boy walked through the door along with a shorter girl heading towards the same bed i was standing at the end of.
Shit! They'll see him!
I directed my head back to where the over-powering man once stood to see he was no longer there. Thank god no one saw him.
"W-what's he doing here"
The boy spoke, flashing a scared look in my direction. He should be scared. I could hex him in a blink.
"She's my friend. Girlfriend actually"
I hissed, smirking at my cocky tone.
What? I have to start some drama around here. If they don't trust her, Y/n will be lonely and vulnerable, then plan kill the girl will be in operation.
It's only just the beginning...
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If only (Mattheo X Y/n)
Teen FictionHe who must not be named's son has been assigned to take the life off a fellow student at Hogwarts, but he needs to find a way to get close to her in order for his little plan to work. But what happens if he gets to close to her? What would his fath...
