a endless cycle - yn x mattheo riddle x tom riddle

chapter 1 - its just starting

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Y/N's pov:

From the moment I stepped out of the train, I was greeted with a rushing serotonin. I walked shoulder to shoulder with my five lifelong companions, Theodore, who was allowed to have one of my famous nicknames, Theo, Lorenzo, also known as Enzo, Pansy-Pans, Kate, and Draco (dray). We found professor Hagrid while carrying our luggage out of the compartments we stayed in for the last six hours. I was still on a sugar high because Lorenzo insisted on buying the whole cart full of sweets. Not to mention my feet were aching and I was ready to collapse right then and there from exhaustion. Professor Madden guided us through the cracked stone walkway to the grand double doors. Professor handed us off to the tall, petite, elder woman standing in front of us. I recognized her as my literature professor, Minnie McGonagall. She had always been one of my favorite adults. She led us through the school grounds. The memories seemed to hit all of us considering the expressions everyone had plastered on their faces. I wasn't too hungry the thought of food made me nauseous. I parted ways from the others and made my way to the basement corridor. The only audible noises were the bottom of my platforms colliding with the cold slate floor. Entering the corridor reminded me of last year. The many all-nighters pulled from years fifth through seventh, the variety of games, the laughter that would fill the room, and all the parties thrown from higher years. All the common rooms had specific themes, ours having polyester couches on each side of the marble fireplace. The dark green curtains flowed with the breeze. The windows from the top to the bottom of the wall. We happened to be the only wing in the basement.

I walked through the dormitories looking for dorm '325'. In my favor, it was one of the last rooms. I shared this dorm with Tom Riddle, Pansy, and Kate. Draco, Mattheo Riddle, Enzo, and Theo all shared the room next to us (you can probably see how that's going for them). I started unpacking my clothes, bedding, and toiletries that I found important enough to bring along since the old stubbly material girl that ran this school announced our luggage had to be under 46 kilograms. Once I finished settling down I opened my all-time favorite book, 'It Ends With Us' by the one and only Colleen Hoover. I swear I have read this book at least two times each year. Just when I was about to get to the good part, the floor creaked. I almost immediately stopped what I was doing. I threw my book down and grabbed the seven layers of silky cloth that I was under. I tossed the blankets over my head hoping that John Cena's saying, "If I can't see you, you can't see me" was true. Everyone who would come into the dorm was in the great hall wrapping up dinner. I came back down early to miss hall traffic and prepare myself for tomorrow (the first actual day back). The floor had stopped creaking but I could feel the presence of someone there. The slow steady breathing. The sudden urge to lock the door and pray they would leave. I cautiously walked to the door looking psycho with the blankets wrapped around my body. I took a deep breath before wrapping my trembling hand around the doorknob to feel it already being turned open. In front of me stood Mr. Dippet with something in his hands. A letter? It was sealed with Mrs. Smith, He handed me the letter with a polite grin. It was late and I was too tired to question him about the letter. I accepted the gesture, shut the door, and slid against the wall until my back had completely hit the floor. I wasn't ready for what was in this letter.

~time skip to tomorrow morning~

I woke up to be greeted with a pacing Riddle just in my view frame. Of Course, he didn't say anything or pay any notice. I glanced over to the clock sitting on my nightstand to read '6:12'. I slept in. I was supposed to wake up at 5:30 so I would have enough time to make myself somewhat presentable. Breakfast starts at 7:30 soon followed by first period which is at 8:20. I rose up from the bed soon regretting my fast action when the cold breeze ran up my spine giving me chills down my back. I pulled my phone off the charger and gathered my shower items heading to the bathroom. I played my playlist, "sad songs for sad girlies". I undressed, quickly hoping in the hot steamy shower. If you don't take hot showers what are you doing? I kept reminding myself that I was on a time crunch and didn't have time for a twenty minute concert to girl in red. I got dressed brushing my teeth while attempting to single handedly braid my hair. I ended up using my wand to french braid my hair since I had given up after giving myself knots. I opened the bathroom door in search of my makeup bag. While looking down at my surroundings, I bumped into a cold, hard, stiff figure. I looked up to make eye contact with the one and only Mattheo Riddle. I guess I took a long enough shower because now everyone (Tom, Mattheo, Draco, Kate, Pansy, Theo, and Enzo) were sitting along the beds and desks. "morning tavia" everyone said in their own way. I lost the staring contest between Mattheo and I when I looked around the room still in search of my lost makeup bag. Pansy must have noticed because she said "It's in the bottom right drawer of my vanity" she gestured to the location I hoped to see my bag in. "What's it doing in your vanity?" I questioned longing for a good explanation. "I used it yesterday.." she sighed in disappointment. I'm guessing she had asked me yesterday when I was busy with something. I nodded walking back to the bathroom. Everyone carried on their conversations. Enzo and Draco rushed into the bathroom with a very serious problem, boredom. "Hey what's this?" Draco questioned pointing to the eyeliner laying capless on the counter. "Draco, how could you be so ignorant? It's obviously used for tattoos." Enzo scoffed, straightening his posture to look proud and smart, for once. "It's eyeliner. And no it's surprisingly not used for tattoos. You put it on your waterline." I answered and corrected them while pointing out my waterline. Draco snorted as Enzo slouched down. "Well how do you put it on without poking your eye?" Enzo mumbled. I demonstrated how to put it on. "Oo can I do your other eye?" Draco asked, snatching the tube from my hands. "Uhh as much as I trust you I dont wanna lose my eye to something as stupid as this." I retorted. As I said that Enzo wheezed and Draco took off with the makeup product I wasn't done with. I swear Only Draco would pull this shat. I took off sprinting after draco. Everyone stared at us while Draco and I ran down the dormitory hallway to the common room. Mattheo and Theo not far behind us. The other 4 running a little slower to see the action. Tom, Pansy, Kate, and Enzo all got a front row view. Draco screaming like a little girl. Me pulling Draco's hair while trying to pry the eyeliner out of his extremely tight grip. Mattheo trying to pull me off of Draco. Keep in mind I don't know Mattheo that well. I really only know what Theo, Enzo, and Draco tell me since they share a dorm. Anyways back to the scene. Of course Enzo couldn't stop laughing for long enough to spit out a word. The others just watching everyones every move. Matthoes hands kept sliding up my abdomen until I eventually was let go and dropped, my bum meeting the floor a lot harder than I had wished. Draco surrendered when Kate came over and threatened to shave off all his hair if he didn't let go. With his hair being his pride and joy, he obviously let go immediately. We all decided to head to the great hall for the last fifteen minutes of breakfast.

~time skip to first period~

I had first period with Pansy, Tom, and Theo. During the class, DADA, I kept feeling a familiar glare burning into the side of my head. Not one where someone is trying to read my mind but one of a stalker whom I happened to share a dorm with. Tom Marvalo Riddle. Over the couple years I had shared a dorm with him I observed how quiet and secretive he was. Although he wasn't the only one who could keep secrets..this was different. It seemed as if he were to ever let the slightest detail slip, someone would end up six feet under. I, on the other hand, had secrets that remained untouched for various reasons. I held a barrier between myself and others that just seemed to keep getting taller. The only one who had successfully broken the barrier was Draco. During my darkest moments he was there. If I needed something he had it. When my mom, Bellatrix, kicked me out after I went rampage on her about how I wasn't going to let some no-nosed smurf control me for the rest of my life, Draco took me into his home. Narcissa and I had become really close. She was the closest mother figure I had ever received. It's sad. It really is. I mean how could someone have a kid and not even want it? What was the point in having a kid then? Lucious held a hard shell on the outside but deep down he had a soft spot for me. It was weird how close we had gotten considering he despised everyone and everything but himself and his lord. I had done unspeakable things that I would much rather not bring up. I continued dazing in and out for what seemed like the whole period. I was shaken out of my haze when someone repeatedly tapped me, adding more force with each encounter. I glanced up to see Snape glaring at me with stern eyes that contained worry. Ever since first year Snape took me under his wing. He was like the other half to my messed up family. The most considerate person to a father for me. The group and I would sometimes have dinner with Snape on Fridays after class because we wanted him to have company on the weekends. We would have the kitchen elves make dinner, of course tipping them with new clothing and shoes, soon followed by a card or board game. This tradition was home for me and many of the others. Snape had no one. No one but us yet he seemed so fulfilled with our presence. The simple things are what mattered. Snape was still looking at me while saying something that I couldn't clearly focus on. Once my mind formed the words that danced out of his mouth, I realized it was the end of the day. (On mondays we only have DADA - and for the others they had only one period too).

~time skip to dinner~

I decided to skip dinner which seemed to bother Mattheo as the expression he made was unsettling. I was too excited for the upcoming event. My seventeenth birthday is in two days and I don't know what to expect. I skipped down the corridors heading to the astronomy tower where I spent most of my alone time. I had always been fond of the constellation. Of course nothing could replace the sun. The sun had something nothing else had. It was taken for granted while the moon was admired by all. The sun came out every morning only to be tucked away behind the night sky and cycled everyday for 365 days year after year. I want to be loved the way I love the sun. I want someone that will be there every morning and every night. Although I wasn't crazy about the moon, I saw it as another form of the sun. One where the sun could relax while still being by my side. As I walked up the last step I noticed two tall dark figures leaning on the railing looking out into the scenery. As I walked closer they acknowledged me in their presence. I recognized them as Mattheo and Tom. Although I would never admit it publicly, I found Mattheo to have some sort of affect on me. It wasn't bad but it wasn't the greatest. I hopped up onto the ledge letting my feet dangle off the edge into the open air. I admired the view finding peace in the quiet.

Mattheos pov:

I glanced over at the small girl who was looking out into the beyond surroundings. Something about her observance seemed to fascinate me. How closely she would take in everything. Her y/h/c wavy hair brushing past her rosy cheeks with the breeze that blew past her. Oh my gosh Mattheo we can't be thinking like that. Especially because of what we have to do.

Toms pov:

I noticed how closely Mattheo was observing this girl that sat in between us, filling the gap. I had never been one to notice feelings nor have them but something about the tension between the two was different. He cared. She knew. She cared. He knew. Mattheo can't fall for her. Her mother would be furious if she found out he failed to meet Bellatrix's and the lord's orders. As much as I hate to admit it, I couldn't stand imagining something happening to this girl. She had something no one else did. No, I didn't have feelings for her but something inside me was an instinct to protect her and I knew Mattheo felt it too.