The deal

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Matteo's perspective

"Matteo knew this would happen, and sadly my dear I have made a promise and you dying is not an option. If it weren't for him, I would've gladly killed you." He gives a slight nod and two minions grab her holding her back as she is given the dark mark.

This is not the future I wanted for her and she might hate me for this but I just can't stand the thought of losing her.

I could see the colour drain out of Y/n's face the moment my father spoke those words. I still can't believe it myself. I still can't believe that for the first time ever, my father had kept his word. But he was right, I knew she would say no, because that's how she is. She would rather inflict pain on herself than pain on others, and I hate that. She doesn't know that her life is not only hers but the people around her as well. She doesn't realize that there are people out there that want to see her smile and live her life. I am one of them. I haven't realized it before but it's because I love her. I love her personality. I love her smile. I even love the snarky comments she sends my way.

But that will all be gone, from her side at least. If she even had any feelings for me, they'll be gone. I might actually lose her this time, all because of Theodore and my father. If only Theodore wasn't there that night, I might have been able to avoid them removing me from her memory. But she shouldn't have to suffer because of me, the son of the cruelest man on earth. Why should the girl I like also be the one my father intends to use until she dies. It's all because of my father's hatred for me and his need for torturing his only son.

My fear of losing her was so strong that it caused me to lose her anyways, but at least I can make new memories with her, or I hope so.

It's quiet, too quiet. Why isn't she screaming? The spell they use to give the dark mark is extremely painful, so it would make sense if she sobs at least. But no, there is not a single sound that leaves her lips. By now I can't stand the fact of not knowing what's going on, so I slowly turn around.

She looks scared, but why isn't she fighting back? Why is she just letting this happen

I can feel my father smiling as he wipes me from all her memories

"Obliviate"

It's done. She no longer knows me, and we are back to strangers.

Next, they put the dark mark on her wrist and before I know it, tears are streaming down both our faces. I can't stand seeing her like this.

After the dark mark is finished forming the minions let go of her and, by instinct, I rush forward grabbing her in my arms. I manage to hide my tears, but it's obvious I'm trembling like a leaf.

Y/n snuggles closer to me, and because of that I bite my lip so hard I think it might fall off.

As we leave, I can hear my father and his minions discuss what to do of her when she returns. They continue the meeting as if nothing ever happened. As if they didn't just ruin a person's life.

My life.

The next two days were hell, and the anticipation of her waking up was killing me. How will it be once she wakes up? How will life be without Y/n Y/l/n? I don't know if I will be able to act as if I don't know her, especially when Theodore is the one holding her hand.

But after the days had passed, she finally woke. I was in potions class when I was called to the hospital wing, and when I heard she had regained consciousness, I ran. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I ran, in hopes of being the first one there. By the time I reached the door I was out of breath, but it didn't matter I was going to see her right now.

Taking a deep breath, I open the door.

I see y/n sitting there on the bed, perfectly fine, staring lovingly into the eyes of Theodore Nott.

For the first time I see the result of my choice.

I can't tell anymore if it was the right thing to do, would it have been easier to stand next to her grave than to stand by while she gets stolen from me?

I know its selfish of me, but I think I might just kill Theodore for what he's done.

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