𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎
Mattheo x OC
Dumbledore's dead. Mattheo and Draco have left with the death eaters. War is just around the corner.
After discovering the truth about Mattheo's mother and the reason why the dark Lord is immortal, Cordelia joins Harry...
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Mattheo
A clanging of metal woke me up. My eyes squinted open and light bled into my cell through a small window in the stone.
"Wakey wakey," a low voice growled from the other side of the gate. I stood up weakly, stumbling towards the death eater who unlocked the gate. "Time for questioning."
Shit.
He led me out of the cell, with the invisible restraint back on my wrists. I had ditched my shoes and blazer back in the cell so my bare feet slapped against the cold hallways of the manor. Sneers and glares were aimed my way as I passed lurking death eaters within the corridors of Malfoy Manor.
We walked into a particularly empty room, where Bellatrix and my father awaited. I was shoved forward, tripping over my feet. Nagini was coiled up by my father's feet. She unraveled herself, gliding towards me. I stayed extremely still as she began to climb my body, wrapping my legs and arms in her heavy scales. She made it all the way up to my ear hissing loudly. I withdrew away from her but when I turned to look at the snake, her eyes were pleading and sad. She hissed again but this time I understood. For the first time the barrier of our languages had dropped and I could hear her cries as clear as day.
"It's me."
My parcletongue was never a strong point for me. I picked up bits of it here and there whenever I listened to my father communicating with Nagini, but I could never quite get the hang of it. But now all of a sudden, it came to me like a second nature.
"What is?" I called back to her. She looked at me and then at my father who was waiting impatiently. She saw his scowl and said nothing further as she unwound herself from me and retreated back to his side.
"What was that, boy?" My father asked intrigued. "Have you finally mastered your parceltongue?" He asked almost hopeful.
"Maybe." I answered in disbelief myself.
"Kneel," Bellatrix screeched. I simply rolled my eyes, not moving a muscle. "I said Kneel!" She wined, pointing her wand at me, forcing my knees to collide with the floor. I winced, glaring back at her.
"Bellatrix will be questioning you. I do hope you will show her respect and answer truthfully now," my father explained before quickly leaving the room. Nagini followed behind him but on her exit she gave me one last pleading look.
