𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙇𝙀𝙎𝙎 | mattheo riddle

62 | the antidote

"What the fuck is that?" Layla asks, taking hold of this random vial that appeared out of no where.

"What's wrong?" Theo asks.

"This... this isn't mine." She says, looking up at the boys.

"Give it to me. It looks like some sort of potion?" Blaise says, taking the vial off of her.

But as soon as he takes it, his eyes open wide in shock, and his jaw drops.

"Antidotum." Blaise reads out, and the boys look confused.

"Antidote?" Enzo questions.

"Yes!" Blaise says. "That's what it's translates as from Latin. Layla where did you get this?"

"As I said, it isn't mine." She repeats, and Blaise slowly looks at Liam.

"Do you think... could it be for Liam?" Blaise wonders.

"I mean it could be." Theodore says. "You come back from the Spector Manor, having a strange encounter with a woman who was trying to warn you of danger... what if she put it in your bag?"

"I mean- she could have done. When we were asleep." Layla says. "But still... I don't trust it. It's from the Spector Manor and there's something off about that place."

"I'm dying anyway I might as well just try it." Liam shrugs casually and the boys sigh.

"You're not dying Liam, but what if this really does kill you?" Dylan adds.

"It wouldn't be in Layla's bag for no reason. She went there for information and the antidote. And she came back with both." Liam points out.

"Well for all we know, this could be poison!" Layla says. "I'm just saying, I don't trust the vial. I trusted myself once before when I tried to help Liam and that did not work. That only made him worse. We shouldn't be taking any more chances."

"I'm getting Riddle." Malfoy says, getting up and walking out of the hall to find him.

Literally a minute later, Riddle comes bursting into the hall, and to the boxing ring.

"Liam. Drink it." He says, and the boys look at him in shock, including Layla who's jaw is dropped. "Fuck it, just do it. I have a good feeling about this. That antidote wasn't just in Layla's bag for no reason."

"I agree." Liam says. "I guess I'll do it." He laughs and the boys help him up and take him over to the sofa where it's comfier.

Everyone stands around, and watches intensely, hoping that this doesn't fail.

"Please Merlin make this work." Layla whispers.

Liam takes a deep breath, before taking downing the whole vial, for a second nothing happens and everyone looks around confused.

"Nothing's happening?" Dylan says, and everyone waits for a few moments when suddenly, Liam begins to shake.

Like crazy.

Everyone panics and Blaise makes him lie down on the sofa, placing a pillow beneath his head before squeezing onto his hand, just praying.

That's all they could do.

A few seconds later, suddenly, the shaking stops, and everyone looks at Liam passed out on the sofa.

Blaise slowly lifts his shirt up, and they all look at Liam's stomach, only to find the darkness inside slowly fading away.

"OH MY GOD!" Layla exclaims, everyone gasping in shock.

"Well fuck me, it bloody worked!" Mattheo laughs.

"Well thank fuck for that!" Dylan cheers.

"Ugh now I'm gonna have to pay Liam." Enzo says. "Thank Merlin he's alive though."

"You bet on his life!?" Layla asks.

"It was Liam's idea!" He says. "He told me that if he dies, I can take all his money but if he lives, I'm gonna have to give him fifty galleons." Enzo sighs. "It's all good though! I'm just glad he's alive."

"Wait. Check his pulse." Mattheo says, and Blaise feels for his pulse and a grin forms on his face.

"Yep, he's definitely alive! He should be awake soon."

Mattheo pulls Layla close to him and spins her in his arms as they all celebrate.

"THIS CALLS FOR A FUCKING PARTY!" Enzo shouts.

"PARTY TONIGHT IN THE SLYTHERIN COMMON ROOM! EVERYONE. BE THERE." Theodore chimes in.

Mattheo and Layla look up at each other, their eyes locked on each other's as he holds her in his arms, but Layla breaks out of her trance, moving away from him.

It's too early for this. Too soon.

His jaw clenches as he watches Layla moving away from him but he takes a deep breath, understanding why she did so. Everything is way too confusing right now, and he knows that if he holds her in his arms for too long, he's going to do something stupid like kiss her.

"We need to talk Layla."

Not right now. When we get back to Hogwarts.

"It's not safe at Hogwarts."

It's not like we're in the same house as Henry. Come to my dorm, tonight.

"Okay."

***

After a long day of school, and avoiding both Mattheo and Henry... Layla decides that she needs to get her mind off of things. A lot of things and people were stressing her out right now, and eventhough they were going to celebrate tonight in the Slytherin common room, Layla was still stressed about that.

The idea of having to party along side Mattheo when he and Layla aren't in the right place at the moment... didn't sound fun. Especially since her feelings were just as confusing as he was being towards her.

She had to figure out how she felt. Soon... her heart kind of knew the answer, but her head was telling her otherwise.

So to take her mind off of all of these things, Layla thought of one solution: boys.

Layla sat in the Great Hall, looking around to take her pick. Most of the students were gathered there anyway for some after school studying, and some were just there to find some hoes.

People at Hogwarts are... strange to say the least. But it's understandable, seen as though there are lot of fitties that could be pulled. That's what Layla thought anyway.

Layla already considered Theodore and Dylan. She knew that they found her attractive, but she cared too much about them now to hurt their feelings like that - to hurt them. So that was a definite no. As Layla is looking around, a boy approaches her out of no where.

"Oh hey there Cedric." She smiles.

"Hey Layla. What you doing?" He asks, taking a seat right beside her, and she turns her body to face him, one of her legs crossed over the other.

She looks straight into his eyes and she can tell he begins to grow nervous.

"Um, nothing much." She shrugs, her foot slowly rubbing against his leg underneath the table, which makes him adjust in his seat. "How about you? What brings you here?"

"Well I was studying..." He clears his throat, his face burning red as her hand rests on his thigh.

God this is way too easy.

"But then I saw you sitting here alone. Looking lonely. So I came to keep you company." He smiles.

She leans in close and whispers into his ear seductively, "You could always keep me company in my bedroom. How does that sound?"

"Bloody brilliant."