Delicate - Mattheo Riddle

just a dream.

"I was wrong. You aren't very smart."

I tried to respond before an excruciating pain exploded in my head, making my body violently shake as I screamed uncontrollably.

I dug my nails a hard as they could go into the concrete wall to try and handle the pain. He held my head hard into the wall and twisted his wand just enough for me to screech again.

Tears poured down my face. My skin scraped against the concrete wall. The tears burned my eyes almost harder than the pounding pain shooting through my bod-

My body jolted awake. The itchy grass beneath my skin was buried under my clenched fists. I finally breathed and tore my eyes open to get a look at my surroundings.

We were still in the forest. Mattheo was besides me, looking me up and down frantically.

"Elle?? Shit, what the hell happened are you okay." He held my shoulders tight.

"I-I'm ok-okay." my lip trembled making my words stumble over.

"It was a dream princess. You're okay. You just... You were screaming your head off and crying." He smoothed my hair down. I just now realized the tears stinging my eyes.

"It was a dream." I repeated. My voice shaky.

"Just a dream."

His nails dug into my skin.

The scent of my own blood.

My body jolting as volde-

It was a dream.

My body sighed in relief. I wasn't still at that horrible basement with voldemort, or anyone.

I let my head fall on mattheos shoulder as he rubbed my back gently.

I waited a few moments before lifting my head. He was looking behind me, his eyes mixed with confusion.

Before I could ask what, my body jolted my head to the side.

There were three people, walking in the woods with backpacks and bloodied faces. Only until they were close then I realized it was Harry, Ron and Hermione.

I ran as fast as I could up to Harry, almost knocking him over with my hug.

"Elle, oh my god." He squeezed me tight, his head buried in my hair. "thank god you're okay. I saw him in my dream, and you were there. I was scared for my life." He pulled me tighter in. The breath litterally being forced out as our bodies combined.

I pulled away and looked at his face, the stubble growing on his face and the glint in his eyes.

His eyes traveled beyond mine as my gaze followed his.

Ron was trying to stop Hermione as she held a wand to Mattheos neck, who was almost twice her size.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" She spoke directly and full of command. I ran up and stood between the two of them as soon as possible.

"Hermione what the hell?" My eyes narrowed.

"Estelle, he's not on our side. You know that. He works for them." She kept staring at him. Her gaze full of wrath.

"No he's not. he's gonna-"

"she's right elle." his voice was low, and full of sorrow.

My head turned, slowly followed by my body. "what do you mean?"

"I'm a death eater princess. It's not safe for me to be with all of you."

"yes, but you aren't gonna hurt us.". I reached out to touch him but he lowered my hand.

"But he will. You just had a nightmare about it elle. I'm not risking you getting anymore hurt."

"Then why did you come with me?" my eyes flooded with tears.

silence met the air around us. the humidity thick and the tension thicker.

"To get you somewhere safe. And with someone safe. I have to go." He rubbed my face with his thumb.

"But-"

"No buts." He lowered his hand. "I'll see you on the other side princess." His mouth curved up into a sweet smile and he disapporated. I reached out to where he was, the scent was lingering for too long after he apporated.

I waited.

waited .

waited.

waited.

for him to come back and say 'just kidding' for him to smile and hug me saying he was never gonna leave me again like he promised. to tell me he loved me properly. but he was gone.

"Come on elle." Harry's hand met my shoulder, his warm palm resting softly.

I nodded, A tear gliding down my cheek. I didn't know If I was ever going to see him again. That seemed to be the theme of our relationship recently.

I turned around and held harry's hand as we walked up the hill back to their camp.