3 Riddles ; Slytherin

1 ; Caved in

Peyton's pov

6 years later...

Sometimes, I think back to that day. Sometimes, I wish I didn't sing that song to Pansy. Sometimes, I remember that day just to remember them. The dementors. Mattheo and Tom were so scared that day when I ran away because the dementors were looking for me. That's why they were late to my recital. They were protecting me. Then, I wish I didn't run away, yell, or anything bad I did to them. I often lay in my dorm bed awake and thinking. I mean, Pansy could come and attack me anytime, (she has done it before.) But what did she have against me? Suddenly, my thoughts go away when I hear glass shatter next to my bed. I quickly sit up and I grab my wand.

"Lumos!" I shout as the tip of my wand lights up. I gasp and quickly get out of bed. I run towards the door and swing it open. I run out and slam it closed behind me, probably waking everyone else up. The dementor and someone else shattered my window and are after me. I run over to the boy's dorm room.

I pound on the door, "TOM! MATTHEO!" I yell as tears stream down my cheeks as the dementor and person come closer. I back up against a wall, and the dementor comes up close to me. It starts to suck the feelings out of me.

"Patronus!" A boy shouts as the dementor vanishes. The boy runs up to me. "Pey, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just wish these dementors would just leave me alone," I respond.

"I know, I know."

"Where were you?" I ask Tom.

"The bathroom."

"Where's Mattheo?"

"He was sleeping..." Tom says, opening the door to their room. He's in his bed, sleeping. I turn to Tom.

"He was never a deep sleeper; how did he block out my scream?" I ask.

"I don't know, it is weird of him," Tom says. I turn back to sleeping Mattheo and gently shake him to wake up. He doesn't wake up. I shake him harder.

"Mattheo?" I continue shaking him. "MATTHEO!" I scream. I turn him over to see him lifeless. "MATTHEO! DON'T LEAVE ME!" I continue screaming. Tom disappeared from my sight. Then, it all goes dark.

"Pey... Peyton!" A boy, not too loud next to me shouts. I open my eyes to see Tom and Mattheo crouching down next to me, to be at my height. They look worried, and I am most certainly confused.

"What the bloody hell-" I grumble, very confused. "What's going on? And Mattheo, how the hell are you alive?" I sit up on the couch I was sleeping on.

"I never died?" Mattheo says, sounding more confused than me.

"But you-" I start.

"It was only a bad dream, Pey. We heard you screaming Mattheo's name, and we came right to you," Tom explains.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you guys," I tell them, apologetically.
"No, no, no. You are perfectly fine, you're our sister. We won't leave you, hurt you, or let anything happen to you," Mattheo says, crouching right in front of me. Tom sits next to me and puts his arm around my shoulder. I lean against Tom, finding comfort.

"Ready for bed yet, Pey? It's 3 o'clock in the morning," Tom says.

"Yeah, I gotta change too," I reply, looking at the regular clothes I'm wearing. Mattheo stands up and walks into our dorm with the name plate "Riddle's" while me and Tom stand up, and we walk into our dorm together. I make my way over to my bed and pop open my trunk then I grab my pajamas and go into the washroom. I change into them and take my day clothes and put them in a basket next to my trunk. I lay down in my bed and I could tell Mattheo was already asleep, however I was unsure about Tom, but all my thoughts dispersed from my mind.