Hopessly Intoxicated // Tom and Mattheo Riddle

7.|BOYFRIEND|

|SHE'S GOT A BOYFRIEND|

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Corvina Scamander

My hands were shaking and my heart felt like it wanted to burst out of my chest.
I leaned my body against the door of the Riddle brothers' room to catch my breath.

It was then that I was finally aware of all the pain my body was emanating.

My neck was throbbing, my skin ached, it felt like I had been run over by a freight truck.

The corridor seemed to be lonely so I made my way to my dorm, hoping I wouldn't run into Pansy or Daphne, I knew I looked terrible.

But even the common room seemed lonely, the sunlight across the lake indicating that perhaps it was early morning.

I opened my bedroom door slowly, to my luck it was all alone, I rushed in and ran to the bathroom, only to look at myself in the mirror and let out a gasp.

I truly looked awful.

I had dried blood between my nose and lips, my skin looked even paler, and on my neck, a huge handprint marked between reddish and purple. Not counting what couldn't be seen, the pain throughout my body. Damn Riddle brothers. I'm going to destroy them.

I used a few healing spells on me, leaving the handprint almost unnoticed, my hurted body felt a lot better, I was truly grateful I had learn those spells.

After doing so I took a well needed shower, cleaning the blood of my nose and the dirt of my knees and fixed myself, trying to look as better as I could.

I wouldn't allow for anyone to see me weak.

Once I got out of the common room, the hallways were still empty, everyone must be in classes.

"Corvina?!" a familiar voice called me behind my back, my brother was sat on the floor of the entrance of my common room, his light brown hair was a mess and his eyes looked red and wet.

He got up immediately and ran to me, wrapping his arms around me.

"Shit, shit, you're okay" he whispered with a small sob, an involuntary gasp came from my throat as his arms pressed hard against my back, still sore. "are you, right?"

He pulled back a little to look at my face and observe every detail of me.

"You got a mark on your neck, didn't you?, because of that asshole Riddle" he spoke with rage on his face. "Did they do anything else to you?, where were you?, why did you disappear for a whole day?"

Was it a whole day?

I bit my lower lip, unsure if I should tell him what had happened, it would only worry him more.

"please don't lie to me, there has to be an explanation and I know they had something to do" I sighed, looking into his swollen eyes, I couldn't lie to my twin, to my other half.

"let's say we started some kind of war between us..." I mumbled, hoping he wouldn't listen but he did. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion for a second. "Since we arrived almost two weeks ago, we've had some confrontations, they used the cruciatus spell on me yesterday apparently, I was knocked unconscious until today, they want to know how to do one of the spells..."

"cruciatus on you? Those bastards..."

"it's fine, Rolf, really, I did something similar to them too..." I confessed, almost embarrassed, I always felt proud of my knowledges but not with my family, with them I feel ashamed.