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Riddle Secrets

Age 14- Riddle Manor

"Mattheo have you ever thought about, you know, changing your ways into a better person?" Tom asked his brother with a snide smirk on his face.

Mattheo continued to eat his dinner, disregarding his brother. He was used to how his brother treated him. Tom had done this for years.

People believed Tom was the nice brother with good morals; however, Mattheo knew the truth about him and one day he planned to expose the truth and make Tom pay for everything.

"Aww is little Mattheo upset that I called him out? No wonder you can't stay in one school. You're a failure and a disgrace to the family. It won't be long until Father realizes you need to be 'taken' care of"

Tom continued to taunt him until Mattheo couldn't take it anymore. He stood up, threw his dinner plate at Tom, and beat his face against the table, wall, and tile floors. "I am so sick of your stupid shit. I hate your face, your voice, existence. Everything about you."

"No wonder you can't keep a girlfriend. Poor Samantha had to deal with you for far too long."

"I dumped her. I don't care about her. Never did. She was a quick shag and she was quite freaky." A chuckle escaped his lips, "I'll never care about a girl. Look at that sleaze of a mother of ours. Quick to open legs for anyone."

"When you find someone decent, you'll change your mind and then I hope she breaks you into a trillion pieces."

Mattheo never believed he would ever find someone he truly cared about. As a child, his mother caused him enough heartache that he began to hate all women.

Since that day, the relationship between him and Tom had been strained, possibly with no hopes of it being repaired.

The room doesn't seem as cold or dark as it once did. It was pretty pleasant at moments. Whenever Mattheo would leave the room, his scent lingered for a few hours, giving her ample time to fall asleep to his smell.

Although she is unable to use magic if she hears him approaching, she will attempt to fix her hair and make herself look nice. Never in a million years did Pansy think she would have feelings for Mattheo Gaunt. Or who she now knows as Mattheo Riddle.

"But for your question, if I am going to kill you..." He paused and looked deep into her eyes

Pansy reading his mind

Fuck, I love this girl, but she loves my stupid brother.

She's so beautiful.

How could Cassius ever treat her less than an angel?

How can I tell her that I caught him sleeping with some Hufflepuff the other day when I was going to bring him here for her?

"Tom slept with a Hufflepuff?!" Pansy shouted at the top of her lungs, knowing it was only going to echo in the room, hurting both of their ears.

His eyes widened, "Pansy, you read my thoughts? How did you..."

"Theo, is it true?"

"I'm sorry. It is. Some blonde girl. I think her name is Anna or something with an A."

She chuckled, "Annabelle. He had mentioned to everyone how he thought she was cute."

Do I kiss her? Is she happy that he slept with this chick? Why are women's emotions so difficult to read?!

Before he could answer her, she slammed her lips to his. "Theo, stop overthinking. Yes, I'm shocked he did it, but I'm not mad."

She couldn't stop thinking about everything that had happened within the last few months. She did know that the feelings she has for Mattheo, are genuine, but she's worried.