Mattheo's POV
"Just dead end after end," Akeno sigh in a stressed manner as he falls back into the couch. Never thought I'd say I was spending time with Grindelwald and his family in their living room. They had a fancy penthouse in New York (I know, that's so random).
Paper's scatter everywhere. Absolutely anything we can find out El. As usual, she always hide her tracks well. We looked at information dating back from before she joined Hogwarts, but there was nothing. Not single record. We even looked to see if she purchased anything from a random bogeda, but there no paths even to dead ends.
"Just got off the phone with Beauxbatons," Said Elijah as he walked into the room. If phones were a thing, why put owls at labor?
"And?" Questioned their father hesitantly.
"They said she withdrew from living off campus first week in school, and she barely attended. Eventually she got expelled," He said calmly. I have never heard that speak more than 5 words.
"Expelled?" Akeno questioned.
"Yeah, assulting another student. Left in a coma for a week. during her testimony she said and i quote 'A week? that's bare minimum'," Elijah answered in a monotone.
"Ok," Akeno said taking that in.
"If she withdrew living from campus, then where did she stay?" Cairo questioned. All 4 head turned to me.
"I actually have no idea. She never mentioned any of this," I say. She kept a lot from me. But can you blame her Mattheo?
"What is we go to her dorm, try and see if we can find any clue there?" Cairo suggests. And that's where we went next.
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Elliot's POV
The keys rattle as Malia unlocks the door. the door opens and we walk in side to an empty studio apartment. It was surprisingly big considering the small exterior of the apartment block.
"The glass and the walls are all bullet and soundproof, and no one really lives in this apartment beside the elderly on the first the floor." Malia states as she closes the door behind us while i take a look at everything around me. Well there was nothing to look at, but the grey gradient walls were nice to look at.
"Ok cool," i just blankly say, i'm not quite sure why we're here. A sign leaves Malia, and I turn to here.
"Elliot, why are we here?" she asks.
"Am I suppose to know?" i questioned confused.
"I explained in the car on the way here. You can't live with me for the rest of your life, the apartment's yours," i stood there in slight dis beliefs.
"Your kicking me out?! but why, i've only been there for two days?" i say.
"You're getting a place for your own elliot,"
"I guess that's cool."
"Ok the apartment is paid for," she says handing over the the paper work "but paying the bills are all on your hands, see at work on monday" she said before leaving.
I have my own house.
When the door shuts and I squeal jumping around a bit. I look at the apartment leasing papers, Aurora Harkness.
The name was basically my other life, well only when it came to buying groceries and stuff like that. But for now, we party.
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For the record i wasn't actually gonna throw a party. what i meant was hustle.
Got a mail. My first mission after 2 years. Anyone wanna guess?
It was some cartel leader who mainly profited off young girls. I wouldn't mind killing him.
'Tomorrow 3 hours after dawn he has a couple drinks at the locus casino, his daily routine. seduce him, kill him, leave with no traces' Said Malia's pre recorded invoice. I remembers these so much. 3 years ago i wasn't allowed to leave the base without Malia's permission so i made sure to record my mission and make up my own sentences. Man it was good to be back.
'This message will self-destruct in 3, 2-" shit.
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FanfictionMattheo Riddle and Elliot Spellman; both the son and daughter of killers, and they want nothing more than to lead a normal life like any other teenager, even if it were a muggle or wizard. Little did they, their life were more than being the childre...