Matteo Riddle x Reader

7.

Y/N sits in the Slytherin common room, quite bored.  She rests her chin on her hand, staring ahead to the fire.  

"Father wants to find a way to get under Potters skin.  Even more than he is already," Matteo rolls his eyes.  "He wants a distraction, something that will take Potters mind off of him".

"Well?  Do you have any ideas?" Draco asks.

"I have one one..." a smirk forms on Matteo's lips, looking to Y/N.  "And father already approves and would like for it to go forward".

"What?  I already did my share of damage to Potter," Y/N raises her eyebrows.

"You don't have to do anything for this one.  Except make him jealous," Matteo says.

"And how am I going to do that?" Y/N crosses her arms.

Without warning, Matteo leans in, pressing his lips against Y/N's.  Her eyes widen, hesitating for a moment before shoving the boy off her.  Why did it feel right?

"What the hell, Matteo?!" she scowls.

"That's how we are going to make Potter jealous.  That boy was head over heels for you.  Seeing you move on so quickly will crush him even more and he won't be able to focus on anything else," Matteo explains, wiping his lips.

"I...fine.  I suppose I don't even have a choice, do I?" Y/N sighs.

"No. No, you don't," he smirks.

Y/N scowls slightly, sinking in her seat.  She remains silent for the rest of the night, trying to think of a way out of this.  Without her realizing, their friends one by one head to bed eventually leaving Matteo and Y/N alone in the common room.  Once she notices, she quickly stands.

"Where are you going, love?" Matteo cocks an eyebrow.

"Right, let's get one thing straight.  We are not a couple, and we never will be.  We are merely putting on an act, and we will only act like a couple in front of Potter.  That's it," Y/N speaks sternly.

"And his friends," Matteo reminds.

"Fine," Y/N grits her teeth.

"Why are you so tense?" he asks, approaching her.  He gently caresses her cheek.  "Just let it go.  You're mine now".

"I am no ones," Y/N scowls.

"That's where you're wrong, love," Matteo grabs her chin.

"What do you mean?" she furrows her brows.

"You were destined to be mine from the beginning.  Father had this plan ever since I begged him not to kill you," Matteo explains.

Y/N steps back, her eyes slightly wide, "I will never like you, Matteo Riddle".

"Ah, but I think you already do," he smirks.

"What makes you think that?"

"I see the way you look at me, the way you get nervous.  The way the blush rises to your cheeks whenever I do something.  Like this," he says, brushing his hand on her cheek.

Y/N tries to fight it, but can't help the heat rising to her cheeks.  Matteo smirks more, stepping back, proud of himself.

"Tell me, did you feel as if you were going to pass out when you got the dark mark?"

"Yes?  I thought that was normal," Y/N looks at him confused.

"Hmph," he chuckles darkly.  "No, no it's not.  You have been tied to me, Y/N.  I will be the one you end up with".

"What?  You're lying," Y/N's eyes widen, not believing him.

"Father found me to be weak when I asked him to keep you alive.  He doesn't want me to feel that way ever again.  So he bound you to me.  Didn't you ever wonder why after you got the darkmark that your chest hurt around Potter?  It's because you were dating someone other than me," Matteo explains darkly.  "If he couldn't kill you, then he made it a point for you to stay with me forever".

"I hate you," Y/N spits.

"But you don't.  In order for the spell to work, there had to have been some interest between us," Matteo shoves his hands into his pockets.

Y/N flares her nostrils, barely able to process all this.  She spins on her heel, storming up to her room.

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Y/N lays in her bed, reading over a potions assignment.  She hasn't spoken to Matteo for at least a week, and doesn't plan on doing so any time soon.  But avoiding the boy comes at a cost, with her hardly leaving her room.

"Y/N you have to go to the slugclub.  It's a huge honor!" Daphne says, trying to get her friend to have some fun.  

"I know, but I have to have a date.  I was going to go with Harry but you know.  And now I don't know anyone else to go with," Y/N sighs.

"Well there is someone," Pansy pipes up.

"Who-no.  I am not taking Matteo," Y/N shakes her head quickly.

"Y/N, you know what will happen to you if you take literally anyone else.  Don't make yourself suffer," Daphne sighs.

"I would suffer more if I went with him," Y/N huffs.

But deep down, she knows her friends are right.  If she wants to keep living life like normal, it has to be with Matteo.  She grits her teeth, heading to his dorm.

"Did you forget your-oh, Y/N," Theo opens the door.

"Hey Theo," she smiles, grateful he's the one who answered.  "Is um, is Matteo here?"

Theo smirks and nods his head, stepping to the side, "Yeah, I'll leave you two alone".

Y/N scowls at him slightly, making sure he sees her glares before he leaves.

"So, you've decided to come crawling back?" Matteo smirks, his hands resting behind his head.

"You know what?  Forget it," Y/N scowls, turning back towards the door.

"Y/N wait," Matteo quickly stands from his bed, grabbing her hand.  "I'm sorry.  I know I took your freedom away.  I honestly didn't mean to, I was just trying to stop you from being killed".

Y/N merely glances at their hands interlocked together, not saying a word.

"What did you come here for?" he finally asks.

"The slugclub....do you um have a date already?" Y/N asks, really not wanting the answer he is going to give her.

"I think you already know," Matteo drops her hand.

"Will you..." Y/N sighs, giving in, "will you be my date?"

"I knew you would come around," Matteo smirks.

"Is that a yes or no?" Y/N grits her teeth, hating how he's messing with her.

"It's a yes.  How could I miss out on an opportunity like this?" Matteo grins.

"It's just a dinner, Matteo.  Don't get your hopes up," Y/N rolls her eyes.

"Yeah, yeah.  Be sure to wear something nice, hot stuff," the boy waves his hand.

Y/N let's out a small huff, quickly leaving before he gets the chance to do who knows what.

"Did you two make out yet?" Theo asks from just outside the door.

Y/N jumps, clearly not expecting him to be there, "What the hell, Theo!  And no, that will never happen".

"Mhm I'm sure," he laughs.

"If you find amusement in this whole situation, then you can help me pick out a dress tomorrow for the slugblub," Y/N says, starting to walk away.

"What?  I don't want-" Theo begins to protest.

"Tomorrow at 11:00!" Y/N cuts him off, leaving before he can argue more.