Mixed Feelings; Mattheo Riddle- Book 3

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 1: 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗢𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀

TW: Torture, potentially triggering to SA victims

"Where's Snow?" Harry asked. "She's going to miss his funeral."  

"I thought she went on a walk earlier? She should be back by now, there's no way she'd miss this," Hermione thought aloud. 

Harry shrugged. "She'll come if she wants to. Let's go." Ron and Hermione glanced at each other, but decided to go along with what Harry was saying. The reception was dark and eerie. No one was saying a word. The weather fit the mood, and the tears were as silent as everyone else.  Many people who came early were already sitting in the chairs, whereas everyone else stood in the back. Harry, Hermione, and Ron held their heads low and their hands clasped behind their backs.  

All the professors were in the front, standing in front of the closed casket. McGonogall made her way to the front, facing all the upset students. Many were in tears, many hung their heads low, others were completely blacked out. "We gather today to mourn and honor the wonder Headmaster Albus Dumbledore," she began, the familiar sound of tears in the back of one's throat was present in her voice. "Dumbledore has made Hogwarts a special experience for all the students in Hogwarts. He was the reason our school stood for as long as it did. He made the environment safe. Hogwarts will never be the same without him, without his bright chuckle and light sould. To continue his legacy, let us remember that light will always prevail over evil." She bowed her head down, finishing her speech. 

Everyone began walking around, talking and comforting each other. For the first time, houses didn't appear to be a thing in Hogwarts. 

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Snow's eyes widened. She tried her best to ignore the burning in her scar. With a single thought, she can just make the lights above the death eaters collapse. "We have someone who has been dying to see you," Voldemort said, motioning to man. Snow stepped in, freezing when she saw the people at the root of her tortured mind- Gale and Professor Doe. 

Her breath caught in her throat, and her wand falls out of her hand. When the Imperius curse is used to force her into a chair, she was too shocked to resist it. She fell into his emotional trap, and she felt so stupid. Gale, with his experimental spells and Tyler's smiles at her pain flashed through her mind. Professor Doe's abuse to make her mind broken enough to use dark spells haunted her sleep everyday. "I can't wait to work with you again Snow," Gale said in the most casual tone possible, making Snow's chest heave more.  He leaned forward, gripping Snow's wrists. "All those spells I couldn't perform because I didn't have a test subject..." He taunted, running a hand through Snow's hair. Snow tried swatting his hand away, to which Gale just held down, bruising her wrist. 

"I don't think you'll want an attitude while you're here, Snow," Voldemort suggested, clearly relishing in her pain. "Gale hasn't gotten any friendlier during your absence." He sat up straighter, more relaxed. "And Professor Doe has only gained more knowledge on the dark arts," he informed, a sickly grin playing on his face.  

"My friends," Snow began, more confidently than she felt, "They will find me and you will pay." She turns her face towards the death eaters. "All of you will pay," she yells. "The deaths you've caused and yet you all sit here as if you did nothing. Fuck. That. I hope that when you get what's coming for you, it's slow, and painful, and torturous." She seethed, watching all the changing expressions of the death eaters in glee at her rant, at the true venom and emotion behind it.  "You wouldn't last an ounce of the pain you've put others through, so I hope you have fun facing it over and over again in hell!" 

She finished, feeling rabid. Professor Doe slammed her head into the table, effectively shutting her up. "And you three!" She continues, despite Professor Doe forcing her face down. "You will be begging for death when I start with you four." Snow manages to get out of her grip, bringing her face back up for everyone to hear. "Gale, Doe, Voldy, and Tyler, all four of you will face what I have for all these years." She exhaled, staring at the shocked faces of three of them, and the anger on Voldemort's face. "So go ahead, have your fun. Mine has just begun." 

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Snow screamed, an agonizing, painful one. Her hands are cuffed and coated with a potion preventing her from performing any type of magic. When Gale dragged her into the cellar, she was humiliated as much as she could be. She was stripped of her clothes, left in her shorts and bra. A knife dug into the outline of her scar. She was chained by her wrists and ankles. 

Gale guffawed, taking another swig from his whiskey bottle as he struck Snow with the Cruciatus curse. It was a break from his experimental spells that were mixes of the unforgivable curses, and plus his made up ones. Tears left Snow's eyes, to which Gale only smiled at. He lifted up Snow's chin, wiping the tears. "I love seeing you break," he whispered against her ear, sending a shudder through Snow. "You really think you're getting out of here? Even if you do, you'll be so shattered, you won't even remember your pathetic plans for revenge," he threatens. 

"Oh Gale," now she being the one doing the taunting, "I will never forget you. I won't go to the grave until you and your pathetic, son of a bitch are in the ground, bloodied and battered and put to shame because of your pathetic-"  He struck her across the face, causing Snow to throw up more blood than the previous hour. Now that she was at the Manor, she wouldn't have a single second of peace.   

"Wonder how long it will take before you're gone again," he pondered. Snow knew by gone, he meant numb to the pain and the world. 

She didn't dare beg. She wouldn't. She stared up at Gale, recovering from the hit. Snow's mouth pooled with blood, which she spat on Gale's feet, now prepared for the 2nd, harder hit that came next. "Beg me to stop," Gale commanded, kicking her hard in the stomach, and then punching her right cheek. Snow coughed up more blood, tears involuntarily spilling out he eyes. 

"Do it again!" Snow looked up, teasing him. "Harder! Don't hit like a fucking bitch, show me what you're made of!" His next fist to her eye is filled with embarrassment and shame. Despite the insane pain she felt, she only said, 

"More!" Another.  

"You hit like a fucking child!" Again. 

"That's all you got?" Right hook. 

"Fucking wimp." Kick to the stomach.

The cycle only stopped when Gale heard a crack after kicking one of her ribs. Snow gasped, huffing at the sudden pain that she never experienced before. Her breath quickly went in and out, as she panicked over the new sensation. A broken rib. 

Gale held his wand to her neck, kneeling to her level. His eyes were red with fury, and his knuckles bloodied and bruised. He gripped her neck, aggressively. "A parting gift before I leave," he eerily said, casting a spell in German that Snow immediately recognizes- 

Instead of being allowed to sleep while her torture was paused, she was sent into a whirlwind of her worst memories that would continue until Gale or Professor Doe return. Her mind's walls began crumbling further. She wasn't sure how many more times she could relive the killing of Sky and Mattheo's betrayal before she goes insane.  

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Adalie was unable to stand. Her legs were too weak to support her body weight from the lack of food. Mattheo sat helplessly next to his sister, his head in his hands. "Please, say something, anything," Mattheo begged, staring into Adalie's lifeless eyes. Her mind was being tortured, whether he realized it or not, it always was. Everyone's mind in these walls were tortured. Broken. In pain. Even Mattheo's. If only he knew it was going to get worse once he realized Snow was in the cellar across from them.  

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