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'An injured Gryffindor'
y/n pov
Harry hurried over to me and Hermione at the brick wall she thrown against.
"Is she okay?"
He was clearly worried, you could see that through his upturned eyebrows.
"She'll be fine.."
I began as a grunt from behind interrupted me. I turned to look at Mattheo having slung himself onto his bed watching us with unamused eyes.
I ignored his stupid behaviour and continued with an angered sigh
"just needs to be taken to the medical wing"
I placed a hand onto Hermione's forehead, soothing my thumb over it.
"Let's go then! I need to speak to you on the way, it's urgent."
He spoke. I slid my hand underneath Hermione's back to attempt to pick her up but a sudden pain in my arm broke out causing me to grab my upper limb in agony.
"Fuck!"
I cried out, squeezing my arm in hope the sharp pain would fade dropping Hermione's body back onto the ground.
"What is it?"
Harry questioned kneeling down beside me and taking my arm into his hand.
"I- don't- know"
I wined, my eyes squeezing shut. Your probably thinking i'm exaggerating this...but it honestly felt like my arm was burning at 1million degrees.
"There's a...mark? I think it's a letter?"
The brunette wondered, taking a closer look at my arm.
"What did you just say Pottah?"
Mattheo perked, standing from his bed and speeding over to me on the ground.
"Both of you stop! Just take Hermione to the hospital wing. Especially you Riddle, you did this to her"
I could barely make the words out and both boys could see that.
"No. Pottah take her, i need to deal with y/n"
He demanded, his expressions clearly intimidating Harry which was strange to see as no one could scare him. Or so i thought.
I crammed my eyes even tighter shut as torture stung my entire body. All this for trying to put pressure on my arm? What's happening to me!
I tried too hard not to show the pain to the others but instead, i missed what was happening in front of me.
"What do you mean deal with her"
Harry spat. Standing in front of me so he was face to face with Riddle acting as if he wasn't completely terrified of the overpowering boy before him.
Without context, a smirk tugged on Riddle's lips as he pushed past Harry and bent down to my level.
"Get away from her Malf- Riddle!"
Did he actually just mistake him for Draco? Fucking hell Harry.
Mattheo moved a strand of hair away from my cheek as he pressed a warm kiss to it still keeping that evil smirk plastered on his lips.
"I said get away!"
Harry called, pointing his finger at the boy as if that was going to change this entire scenario.
He trailed kisses down my cheek to my neck moving more and more hair out of his way.
"S-stop"
I cried, tears forming in my eyes as i couldn't stop any of this. I was too weak.
His lips left my skin revealing one of the hickeys he had left from earlier to Harry's consciousness.
"She's my girlfriend Pottah. That's what i mean."
He hissed, leaving me to tower over the awkward boy.
Harry sided away from him and proceeded to get Hermione and pull her into his arms.
"Y/n, please be safe".
He spoke before leaving the room to get Hermione rushed to the medical wing.
No Harry! Please don't leave me with him!
Mattheo Pov
"Calm down"
I whispered kneeling back down to the shaky girls level. I know what's happening to her and if things get worse, this entire plan with get that more complicated.
"H-help"
She cried. Tears falling down her face aimlessly as she kept her arms wrapped tightly around her body clear to me that the pain had already spread.
I slid my hands under her arse and pulled her into my embrace, picking her up and placing her into my bed. I hate people being in my bed. But if this is really what i think it is...her being in my bed again isn't my biggest concern.
A deafening screech left her mouth sending shivers up my spine. I felt bad for her although i knew i shouldn't. I should be happy to see her in pain. But all i wanted was to help.
"Y/n. Please listen. You need to relax"
I hesitated, knowing the answer would not be what i wanted to hear.
"Are you fucking crazy! I cant"
Her cries began to get louder and louder making me angry that she didn't listen.
I grabbed a hold of her wrists and pinned her down forcefully letting my figure lye between her legs.
Our faces were inches apart sending me to flicker my eyes from her teary ones to her puffy red lips. The intensity of the moment seemed to take her mind off of the pain slightly as her cries began to slow.
"It hurts"
She wined, her chest raising and falling so fast it kinda turned me on a little.
"I know"
My grip loosened on one of her wrists allowing my hand to cup her cheek softly.
"It'll be over soon, I promise"
My thumb swiped the running tears off her soft skin as her breathing steadied.
"Mattheo"
Her voice was low and calm making me feel guilty for all of this. I looked into her y/c/e eyes and responded with a quiet 'mhm'
"What's happening to me"
A single tear fell from her eye running to my thumb which stopped it from falling further down her face. It was as if she had no more tears left to cry.
I leant down to peck her cheek again and a smirk formed on my mouth.
"Your mine now"
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