Opposite Hearts || Yn x Mattheo Riddle

Chapter 29, Finding the Horcrux, Part 4

An:
In Harry Potter Dumbledore saw the day his sister died when he drank the potion, but in this book it's just going to be a potion that tortures the drinker, and causes them alot of pain.

Yn pov:

"I'll do it"

I don't know why I said it. I didn't even realise what I had said until I said it. Everyone stared at me shocked. Out of everybody, I was the most scared, and nobody had expected me, out of everybody to offer to do it.

Mattheo's pov:
I looked up at her shocked. She looked shocked herself, but stayed still, in the middle ready to take the potion. I couldn't let her take it. She could die. Wait-why do I care if she dies. I sighed. There was no point hiding it. I was- I was i-in lo- I cant say it. I hated it. I was the son of Voldermort, I was supposed to be emotionless and not care about anyone or anything. But here I was. I had feelings for a girl, and I was trying to destroy my father.

"No" I said. Everybody looked at me.
"You cant take the potion".
"Well no one else wants to take it amd it is my fairytale anyway, if anyone is doing it, it's me" she said.

Yn pov:

"I agree with Riddle" said Pansy and everyone else nodded.
"Too bad, I'm taking it" i said, way more confidently than I felt. But I pulled myself together and reached to pour the potion.

"Are you sure?" Draco asked
"No, I cant let you do this" Pansy said, grabbing my wrist to pull me back but I shook it off. It is my fairytale. My mission. No one should suffer more than me. No one should suffer at all. They are my friends, I'd do anything to make sure theyre safe, no matter how scared I am.

I took in a deep breath, and lowered the crystal goblet into the potion. For a split second I hoped I wouldn't be able to touch the potion with the goblet, but the crystal sank into the surface as nothing else had, when the glass was full to the brim, I quickly lifted it to my mouth before anyone couls stop me, or I would back out.

Mattheo's pov:

She drained the goblet. I watched, terrified, ready to help her if she needed.

"How do you feel?" Pansy whispered anxiously, as Yn lowered the empty glass.

Yn shook her head, her eyes closed. I wondered whether she was in pain. She plunged the glass blindly back into the basin, refilled it, and drank once more.

In silence, Yn drank three gobletfuls of the potion. Then, halfway through through the fourth goblet, she staggered and fell backwards. I quickly grabbed her, catching her in my arms before she fell against the ground.

Her eyes were still closed, her breathing heavy.

"Yn, can you hear me?" I asked, my voice strained, as everyone crouched down around her, worry in their eyes.

Yn didn't answere. Her face was twitching as though she were deeply asleep, bit dreaming a horrible dream. Pansy stroked her hair and Enzo held her empty hand in his.

Her grip on the goblet was slackening; the potion was about to spill from it. I reached forwards and grasped the crystal cup, holding it steady.

"Yn can you hear me?" I repeated loudly, my voice echoing around the cavern.

Yn panted and then spoke in a voice I didn't recognize. It was scared, fragile, and in pain.

"I dont want....Dont make me..." She whimpered.

I stared into her whitened face and didn't know what to do. She shouldnt have taken the potion. It should have been me.

".... Dont like...want to stop..." She moaned.
"You...you cant stop, Yn. You've got to keep drinking, remember? Here..."