Dangerous Love | Slytherin Boys X Reader

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It's been almost two weeks since I last spoke to Harry. I've felt too bad about everything to even hardly look at him. I want to talk to him, to tell him everything, but I'm scared. Scared of what he'd say, how he'd react... if he'd tell someone. I don't know what to say, so I just simply don't say anything. I go to class, get my work done, and vanish before he can walk up to me.

I'm walking with Mattheo to our defense against the dark arts class. He gently shakes me a bit, "Hey, are you okay?" I force a smile, "Y-yeah... yeah... I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?" He looks at me like a parent who doesn't believe you, "Mhm, well," he looks away for a moment, his eyes widening just slightly, "Well, you might wanna tell the truth, because Harry's coming this way." I look, and sure enough: he's right, "Oh no, I... I can't talk to him right now!"

I look around for a bit before spotting an empty classroom, "Come on." I grab Mattheo's arm, pulling him into the classroom with me before closing and locking the door. I look out the window to see Harry stop where Mattheo and I had been standing moments ago. He begins to look this way and I duck under the window, praying he didn't see me. Mattheo looks at me, crossing his arms, "You know this isn't going to help you, right? There are rumors that we're seeing each other behind Harry's back."

I lean against the door on my back as I slide down it, holding my face in my hands, "I know... but I just can't bring myself to tell him about me." He walks over to me, sitting beside me, "Then you have to do the next best thing," I look at him and he continues speaking, "set him free, sis." I feel my heart sink into my stomach again, "Are you sure that's the only option?" He cocks his eyebrow, "Sis, would you want someone you were dating to just suddenly stop talking to you out of the blue and find out that they may be going out with someone else?"

I look at him, "Gross." He rolls his eyes, chuckling, "Well, think about it from his point of view, he has no clue that we're family. And from the way you've been avoiding him, it makes it seem like we're together, or that we're sneaking behind his back and doing things." I drop my head, "Can't I just hide in the shadows forever and pretend I don't exist?" He pats my back, "You have to be up front with people, especially if you're going to be with them."

I exhale, standing up. He stands as well before I open the door and see Harry still standing there, "Harry...?" He looks at me as I walk out, his look of worry turning into fear and sadness once his eyes land on Mattheo, "Where have you been? You don't talk to me, you're always gone as soon as class ends," he notices me looking at the ground, "and you won't even look at me!" I conjure every bit of courage I have and look in his eyes, "Harry, please listen to me carefully."

He looks like he's about in tears and I don't think I can take it for much longer, "My father is Tom Riddle!" He's shocked at first, and then he gets a mixture of feelings in his face, "What?" I close my eyes, sighing, "I ran out of the class a couple weeks ago because the man that the boggart turned into... was my dad... and at the time, I had no idea who he was or what he had done, I just new he had done bad things."

I open my eyes, looking at my hands, "But, after Mattheo caught up to me in the library... we started talking... and... after he told me his name... I begged him to tell me about my father." Harry's looking at me like he doesn't know how to feel about this, "And once he told me, I couldn't bring myself to face you... I never wanted to hurt you..." After a few minutes of silence he speaks, "Is that all?" I look at him, "I would like it if you kept me being related to Mattheo a secret... I'm not even supposed to know..."

He looks at me in disbelief, "So, let me get this straight. You just pop up, out of the blue, after almost two weeks, and tell me that you're related to a man... who's related to the man that tried to kill me as a baby-who killed my parents. And I had to worry and listen to everyone else talk about you two, and now what? I just have to keep your secret?"

I look between him and Mattheo, "Do whatever you think is best, I guess..." Harry looks at me, hurt still in his eyes, "I think we're done here, have a good day." He walks off, leaving me and Mattheo standing there. I look up at him, "Well, Mattheo... I did it... everyone might find out about me... but I did it..." He places his hand on my head, rustling my hair a bit.