In the Shadows (Mattheo Riddle)

chapter 32

I stormed out of my room and headed straight for the common room, where I knew he'd be. I was going to kill him. I seen him the second I turned in and darted straight for him.

All the boys stood up, my guess is in an attempt to stop me, wasn't happening.

I walked straight up to Draco and put my wand directly up to his neck. The whole room was staring at us now. None of the boys knew what to do, they've seen me mad, but never like this. And they knew better than to get in the middle of Malfoy business.

"I am going to fucking kill you Draco, I swear to it" I snarled, pushing my want deeper into his neck. Staring eye to eye with him.

"You're nothing but a fucking fool Amelia, I hope he was worth it." His eyes never left mine.

"You threw me to the fucking wolves, I'm your sister Draco. YOUR FUCKING SISTER" my wand was so deep into his neck, I didn't know if he'd be able to answer.

"YOU'RE NOTHING TO ME NOW." He pushed me off him. "You'll get exactly what you deserve."

Without thinking my fist balled up, and connected to his face. I heard the oh's of all around.

"You better hope they kill me Draco, because I promise if they don't. There will still be a Malfoy funeral." And I stormed off.

Theo tried to grab my arm, but I brushed him off and kept walking. We were awfully close, I knew if he still had his love for me, he would find me later. I'm sure he had to help Draco and his broken nose first.

I had no idea where Mattheo and Pansy were off too, but I was all alone in my dorm room. I stared our the window, trying to process exactly how much time it would take that stupid owl to fly to the manor. How long it would take my mother to read the note. How long it would take for my father to then rip the note from her hands. And how long it would take for him to get news to his lord.

Once it got to him I knew everything moved quickly, so it all depended on how long that fucking owl could flap its wings.

I wondered what would happen to me. Would I be tortured? Killed? A part of me wondered why it would be such bad news. My father was Voldemort's right hand man. How could their children falling in love be a bad thing?

Then it hit me. Love was the only thing he was incapable of. He never knew happiness, and he was going to insure his child didn't either.

My thoughts interrupted by a knock at my door. Who could this be?

I opened my door, to a very bloody Mattheo.

I couldn't help but get a glimpse at my future.

"Are you joking?" I slapped his chest.

"You should see the other guy" typical of him to make jokes right now. I pulled him in, threw him on my bed and walked to my bathroom to get a towel to clean his face up.

I sat next to him, pulled his face towards me, and started to clean his fresh cuts.

"Its his damn rings you know, if he didn't have them I wouldn't look close to this." He sighed.

"What happen?" I questioned, I wasn't in my room for long before he showed up.

"When you left, I intended on following you. But he kept running his stupid mouth saying you'll get what you deserve. So I punched him. And it started. I got on top and really started doing a number. When Theo had to rip me off of him. I came straight here." He sounded ashamed saying this to me, his eyes looked sad again.

"You don't need to defend me to him Mattheo, I could handle him." And I could. I had big plans for Draco.

"Yes I do Amelia. I can't believe he actually did that." He stood up now, pacing.

"well he did, I told you I can handle whatever will happen to me. Ill be okay, I promise." I stood in front of him, to get him from pacing.

"You better be or I swear ill-" I cut him off with a kiss. When I pulled back all I could see were his deep brown eyes.

"i know, but I will be okay?" I smiled. Hoping to fill him with a little hope.

He leaned back down to kiss me, I didn't feel a single ounce of fear when he did. He pulled away when my door opened.

"Can I talk to Amelia alone for a moment?"

It was Theo.