~their girl~ Mattheo x Tom x Y/N

Secrets

Tw: swearing
One week had past, everyone was quiet and kept to themselves. One thing kept bothering though. Where was y/n? She had been missing for a week now and her friends where growing more worried by the day.

However lessons where scarce, giving everyone time to think and 'relax'

Toms POV:
I haven't seen y/n since last week. I'm beginning to grow worried, not even because I care for her (which is a lie) but just because we haven't seen her and she needs to come clean and talk to us.

My best guess is that is was an authorised absence if she did leave since that stupid head teacher hasn't asked where she is.

Knock knock

"Did you invite any of your whores around?" I asked.
"No" Theo responded, still not looking of from the book. I opened the door only to see a very worried Blaise.
"Hey guys. I'm really sorry to bother you but have any of you seen y/n. I know you said she was a-" I cut him off, annoyed
"Yes she still is a problem and not ours that's for sure."
"Oh I'm sorry, we'll enjoy your day I guess"

He walked away saddened as I turned round to my brother who was already looking at me with a worried expression.
"If not even Blaise knows where she is then she has to have gone Tom" Mattheo said as he stood up.
"Let's not jump to conclusions but I think it's best if we search the grounds for her first Theo"
He agreed and we quickly put our robes on and started the search.

First, we checked the library. Y/n always say in the spot by the window that was slightly hidden so she could be left if peace. No one was there. Mattheo went and checked the restricted section but once again she was no where to be found.

This went on for hours. Going to the black lake, her dorm, underneath one of the trees in the court yard, different class rooms. We had even asked Jacob and Klaus but once again nothing. They hadn't heard from her at all.

Finally, we had the idea to go to dumbledoor. Maybe that old Whore can help us.

"Come in!" We heard from outside.

The room smelt like old books and looked like it hadn't been cleaned in years. Despite this it was very organised.
"Hello Mr And Mr riddle" He said with a slight smile.
"Hello Professor, we didn't want to bother you we just came to ask a quick question" mattheo said very politely. I'm impressed to say the least.
"And what would that be, Mattheo"
"Well we were wondering if you knew where.  Y/n Slytherin was as we have to finish our final project with her" he smiled. Dumbledoor looked over at him, his stupid glasses falling slightly as he did so.
"Ms Slytherin's family had taken her out of school early for vacation" he finally said. God could this man be any more vague.
"And, sir, if you don't mind me asking where would she be right now?" Mattheo finished off. Once again a pause, probably debating if he should tell us or not.
"As far as I know, she's still at her home. I'm assuming you know where that is. So if you would like to contact her a suggest you make it quick" he gave another quick smile and continued on with his work.
"Thank you sir" I said as we headed back out of the office.

"Now why the fuck would her parents take her out on a 'surprise vacation" my patience at this point if running very thin. Why would she just leave and not tell anything.
"No way they did that"
"Well obviously. But that still means y/n's family took her out and lied about it. Why would they just randomly need her?"
We continued talking as we made our way back to our dorms.

Elijas POV:
A red light quickly flashed close to me. I dodged it but it was to close for my liking. I shot a spell back, hitting my target straight in the stomach. He screamed. Blood was seeping threw his clothes. "God your meant to be my trainer, David" he didn't answer "don't reply then you cunt". I kicked him hard in his stomach and walked off. God I need a shower.

As I walked past my mother office I heard hushed whispers.

"He will be harder to get rid of then I thought, I've seen him duel! He can easily block most spells-" Another voice, a males, spoke over her. I couldn't quite hear what he had to say. She continued.
"Look, I've already asked y/n to kill him but she refused. I think she's much rather kill her own mother then her brother. It's time I get my own hands dirty. Go before my husband comes back and finds you here!"

What the fuck. My own mother wanted me dead? I thought I could trust her, my own fucking mother.

I quickly ran up the stairs. Y/n knew about the plans so maybe she knows more. I knocked.
"Y/n?" I slowly opened the door to find a empty room. I was about to leave but a stack of letters on her desk caught my eye. I really don't want to snoop but I walked over anyway.

All the letter were addressed to her from a very worried Blaise. From what I saw they were asking where she was and why she left without telling anyone. Fuck I have so many questions today. Suddenly a letter flew through the window. I caught it before it hit the back wall. I can't lie I feel guilty for looking through my sisters stuff. We had just made things right again.

On the front of the letter was very neat hand writing, clearly addressed to y/n and this house. I carefully checked for spells that might indicate I've opened the letter but there was nothing. Inside was the same neat hand writing. I skimmed over it. It was from The riddles once again asking where she was or why she didn't tell anyone she had left. Something about needing to talk stuff over. That's all I could read until I heard familiar, light footsteps coming up the stairs. Y/n. I apparated out quickly so she wouldn't think I was just hanging round her room like a weirdo.

The things I have found out today. God. I'm still shaken up by what my own mother wants to do to me. I lived with her for years, was loved  and cared for by her and now I have just learnt that she wants me dead. Why? I haven't done anything to her.

Bell rings

Dinners ready. Time to sit down and act like I have no idea she wants to kill me.

"I see you didn't have enough time to clean up," my father stated as I take my next to y/n. Her head was down and I couldn't see her face. She had covered up as well. "Either of you. Did you not think of washing after your training?"
"Sorry father" we both mumbled. He nodded and started eating his food. Some small talk was made like 'how was your day' or 'how did training go' was exchanged but none of which y/n answered. Strange. For the most of the dinner she kept to herself. Avoiding eye contact and talking, keeping her head low. Father then cleared his throat, he was going to announce something.

"As all 3 of you know, the war is coming up, and fast," we all nodded "this means final preparation are being made. It has to be perfect. I have invited Lord Voldemort and his sons over so we can work together. Also meaning y/n can get closer to completing her task-" he was cut off by y/n dropping her fork causing a loud clatter to bounce round the room. All eyes were on her as she quietly excused herself and walked out. "I will go check on our darling daughter" mother said. Fake bitch. She got up and quickly followed behind.

I was left with Father as we continued eating in silence "you know, you need to stop treating us like we are part of your army, we are not here to do your biding" I mumbled but was quickly shut up by a familiar pain hitting me in my chest. "You are in no position to say such things boy, and if I wish for you to do something," he stood up and walked over to me, towering over. The same evil look in his eye that y/n has. "You do it" he let the curse go and walked off ordering some maids to clean up the room.

I picked myself off the ground and slowly walked back up to my room, my top now drenched in my own blood.

Hope you are all doing well and enjoyed this chapter <3

Word count: 1525 <3