Circe Riddle (Book 3)

Chapter 50

TW: Blood, wounds, mentions of self harm?, Negative thoughts, drinking

(Theodore's pov)

Mattheo was still on the floor, unresponsive while I was trying everything I could to wake him up. Suddenly I saw blood start to stain his shirt and pulled his shirt up slightly to see a stab wound in his stomach, a minute later there was one on his chest and his breathing stopped. Was he dying again- I didn't have time to think about it. I apparated to Circe and Indus dorm "Mattheo needs help" Was all I said before I went back to my dorm. A second later Circe and Indu appeared in the room. They immediately went to Mattheo "What happened" Circe asked

"I don't know. He passed out and then suddenly it was like he had been stabbed but there was no one else in the room and I didn't have a knife- it wasn't me" I covered my face with my hands "I promise" I felt tears start to form in my eyes.

"We know you would never do that" Circe claimed as she pulled me into a hug

(Circe's pov)

Indu frowned "I think he needs to be taken to St Mungo's, this is really bad"

"Can't you do something, anything? You helped me when no one else was able to, why can't you help him?" Theo had tears falling from his eyes

"That was different, we need to take him there now. Circe and Theodore you take him, I will let the headmaster and the Hospital wing know"

I nodded my head and with Theodore's help we apparated Mattheo to St Mungos- the hospital. Healers immediately took him away and we weren't allowed to see him until later. We sat in the waiting room, Theodore was up and pacing. "Theodore, pacing isn't going to do anything besides make your legs sore, sit down"

He came and sat down next to me as I pulled him into me with a side hug "How are you so calm"

"He will make it, I know it" I could tell even he could hear the uncertainty in my voice "But currently there is nothing I can do"

He suddenly pulled away quickly and his eyes went wide. "What if they see the tattoo?" He whispered

"They won't, I cast a special concealment charm before we even apparated here, the charm was created specialty for these situations so they won't be able to see it"

"Oh-"He glanced over at me "That was smart to think ahead, thanks"

I nodded my head "Umhu"

"Wait, if you can just do that, why don't you use it on yourself?"

"It only works in certain situations, the charm sorta has a mind of its own and it can determine if the situation is serious enough or not for the charm to be used. Everyday school and school dances don't fall under that category"

"Why?"

"It was created by my father, he believes that covering it up with anything except clothing was a sign of- disloyalty or unwillingness to be a part of the group. Same with harming your skin on the mark- you can't purposely cut, scratch- with the intent draw blood which would pretty much be the same as cutting, or put makeup over the mark without him knowing, even if you use this spell- regardless of if it works or not- he knows" I explained

"Oh"

"Yeah"

"Would you ever get a muggle tattoo?" He asked out of the blue a couple minutes later

"Why are you asking?"

"Just curious I guess"

"I don't know, maybe" I shrugged