𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 || 𝐌.𝐑

13. 𝔉𝔲𝔠𝔨, 𝔍𝔱 ℌ𝔲𝔯𝔱𝔰

Going back to Hogwarts wasn't easy. Death Eaters were patrolling the school. Half of them were looking for Harry and the other half were looking for Mattheo. When we got to Godric Hallow a few days ago, Harry had given us a clue where to look. Which made it easier to get past the Death Eaters. We quickly went in the place unseen.

A man gave us a look. He told the portrait to fetch Neville.

"I wasn't expecting you two. But since you are friends of Harry's I'll help." He said.

"Thank you." I said.

He smiled. Just then Neville walked through the portrait, staring in surprise, at the two of us. He led us back to the RoR. There, we've met all the houses together. Harry was in the front. He hugged me and I hugged him back.

We pulled away and he gave Mattheo an acknowledging look. My smile faded as I realized we were currently at war. Everyone here was in hiding from the Death Eaters. Merlin, I wish this thing never even begun. Harry led us to sit with him at this living room. He informed us what was happening.

One, Harry destroyed all Voldemort's horcruxes besides the Raven-Claw crown and the snake. He needed time to find the crown since it's in the Room of Requirement. We needed to find a safe place for the rest of the students in the room. Since the RoR was going to be in use. I crossed my arms as Harry continued. He had this plan of his thar he was sure to succeed with.

Harry was going to announce himself. He was going to fight back. But he needed help from everyone that was against the Death Eaters.

"Exactly how do you intend to kill my father? Nagini is at his side 24/7." Mattheo asked.

"If we destroy the crown, she's left. The only way to kill her is getting her alone." Harry explained.

"Harry...don't you think that...you might be a horcrux? I mean the way you said you felt like she's a horcrux, it's possible that living things can also be horcruxes." I suggested.

"That's not possible. So that means I have to..." He trailed off.

"Harry James Potter, you listen here, the resurrection stone can be used. And you have it since Tom riddle's ring has the stone." I told him.

"You never use my full name. It's scary that you do." He smiled.

"Just use the stone. You'll survive." I said to him.

"I will." He said.

"Good." I looked at Mattheo. "We'll take care of the first year to the fourth years." I reassured Harry.

We got up and left. Mattheo and I both shared concerned looks. There were innocent children present as well. They'd be traumatized after the war. I just hoped Harry was smart about this. If not, this could end in a disaster.

We led the First til Fourth years to the dungeon. We made sure we didn't walk into the twins. Merlin, I hated them. We safely got the children to the dungeon without getting caught. They were safe for now, we gave them dorms to rest in. A group made out of three.

We sat down onto the couch. We had to look after them and keep them safe. Safe from the war that was about to happen. I knew the force would probably not hold for much longer. An owl flew into the window. She was Hermione's.

I took the letter from her and she flew away. I opened it and read it. My eyes widened.
I looked at Mattheo.

"Tom's back." I told him.

"How?" He asked.

"I don't know. Hermione spotted him with the twins patrolling." I informed him. "Do you thi-"

"Put two and two together, Ethan?" We heard a familiar voice.

I got out my wand.

"Come closer and I will crucio you for what you've done to me, Riddle." I warned him.

"Aww, not so fun when you're prepared for a fight." He taunted.

"Fuck. You." I said. "Crucio." I threw the spell at him.

He came down in pain. He wasn't use to this anymore. I smirked at the scene, this felt like the perfect revenge. Mattheo killed him with the killing curse. This time he was going to stay dead. We quickly got out of the dungeon, locking the door.

We ran outside. Only to hear that my brother was announced dead. The Death Eaters were cheering and laughing. Then Voldemort spotted Mattheo. He had a displeased look on his face. He noticed me and realized why Mattheo was on our side.

"Mattheo, come. This is your legacy, don't throw it away for a filthy half-blood." He said.

"Sorry father, but I'm choosing the right side. Damn your legacy." Mattheo replied.

"How unfortunate." Voldemort coldly replied.

Before anyone could say anything, Harry jumped out of Hagrid's arms. Neville took the sword of Gryffindor and killed Nagini with it. Mattheo grabbed my hand and ran inside. We got to an empty classroom. He caressed my cheek and kissed me.

"Stay here." He demanded.

"No, I'm going with you." I said.

"Ethan, he's going to kill you." He warned.

"I don't care. I love you and I want you safe." I hugged him.

"Why do you have to be so stubborn?" He asked.

"Get use to it, Riddle." We pulled away.

We walked out and got our wands ready. Bellatrix surrounded us. She had a crazy and creepy smile on her face.

"What a shame. I was hoping you'd be my son-in-law. Especially with that courage you have." She said.

"Oh, I'll be your son-in-law. You just won't be there to see it." I replied.

"Brave words." She aimed her wand at me. "Sectumsempra." She casted.

I began panting as open wounds filled on my body. I collapsed down. Unable to form a sentence as the pain increased. I was screaming and crying. I hoped that the pain would stop.

"Stay with me, Ethan. I'm not losing you." Mattheo begged.

I looked at him in pain. He carried me to the Great Hall. Mrs Weasley ran to us. She looked at Mattheo concerned. She called Madam Pomfrey as Mattheo set me down onto the floor. The started casting a spell to heal my wounds.

After a few minutes, I was able to breathe normally again. I got up and hugged Mattheo. Hermione and Ron sat down with each other. Holding onto each other. I noticed that both Tonks and Remus were dead. I crouched beside them.

I lost them. I lost the people that cared about me. Tears started streaming down my face. Plenty of familiar faces were dead. I felt arms wrap around me.

"It's alright, love. It's not your fault." He whispered.

"They're dead, Mattheo. My only dad and someone who felt like a sister to me is dead." I cried.

"They're memories still live on inside of us." He comfort.

We heard footsteps. A boy ran in and declared that Voldemort was dead. Harry had killed him. Mattheo put his hand under my chin and lifted my head to look at him. Then he kissed me.

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Extra lore to make it even sadder. Hopefully, I tried my best to write angst cuz I can't.