Y/n x Mattheo

5

Y/n/n=Your Nickname Y/l/n=Your last name.

*The rest happens just like in the movie. You, Mattheo and Tom didn't get revealed though. Now it's summer, and you're at a death Eaters meeting*

I've been staying at the Malfoy Manor for the summer. Today there was a death eaters meeting, and I had to go. Apparently, I had a 'special part' in this meeting. I'm kinda scared. I walk in a bit late, and is greeted by the Dark Lord himself.

Voldemort:"Ahh, Ms. Y/n. About time you joined us. Have a seat."

He gestures to a seat next to Tom and Mattheo. Mattheo and I still weren't friends. Yeah, he still hasn't forgiven me for almost killing him the night of the 3rd task. I sit down and we get started.

Voldemort: "The reason we are having this meeting, is because we are welcoming a new Death Eater."

He gestures to me and I panic a bit. 

Mattheo: "My lord, she's only 15; she's still in school. Maybe we should-"

Voldemort:yelling "Are you questioning my decision?!"

Mattheo flinches back and I almost feel bad.

Mattheo: "No, I'm not My Lord. I'm just saying maybe we should check with her, or her parents, if they're here."

My parents weren't there. Thankfully.

Y/n: "My Lord, if I may have just a day, 24 hours, to think about this. Please."

Voldemort: "Fine. Just one day. You're all dismissed." 

People start to leave and I go to my room. I was gonna be a death eater. I was gonna sell my soul to the devil. My breathing starts to get uneven and my vision goes blurry with tears. 

Great.

Another mental breakdown. I've been getting them more and more often since last year. I barely heard the door open. I wipe the tears quickly and turn away from the door.

Y/n: "Go away."

Mattheo: "Tom and I want to talk to you- wait are you crying?"

I wipe another stray tear and turn slightly to him.

Y/n: "No. I'm not. In a few minutes. Now go away."

Mattheo: "You obviously are. What's wrong?"

Y/n: "That is none of your business. And, please just leave."

I feel a hand on my shoulder.

Mattheo: "Y/n, why are you crying? I'm not leaving until you tell me."

Y/n: "Well you're gonna be here for a while."

I swat his hand off my shoulder and try to calm myself down.

Mattheo: "Do you want me to get Tom?"

I don't answer.

Mattheo: "I'll be back."

I hear him leave and I know I only have a minute. I let out all of my emotions. Tears flowing from my eyes, and I somehow ended up on the floor. 

Tom: "Y/n? Y/n!" 

I hear Tom and I can't bare to look up at him and admit to weakness.

Y/n: "P-please. Just, go away."

Arms wrap around me, and I look up. Tom Riddle was hugging me. I sob into his shoulder, unable to hold it in.

Tom: "Y/n/n, what's wrong?"

Y/n: "I don't want to be a death eater, but he'll kill me if I don't!"

Mattheo: "We didn't want to be death eaters either. We didn't even get a choice. You're lucky."

I look back at him. He was leaning up against the door frame. 

Y/n: "Yeah. Not much of a choice though."

Mattheo: "Got a point there little Y/l/n."

I glare at him.

Y/n: "Don't call me that."

Tom pulls away. 

Tom: "Now that you seem to be fine, why were you crying?"

Y/n: "Mental Breakdown."

I see Mattheo about to say something, but I cut him off.

Y/n: "Yeah, I have mental health too. I'm not an entire black hole."

Mattheo: "I didn't say, or think, that. We all get them. If you didn't I'd be a little worried."

I laugh a bit and wipe my face.

Y/n: "At least we can agree on one thing little riddle."