Y/N Riddle

Capital 167 Good Girls don't lie

Draco's POV:
Good girls don't lie.
I read the headline again.
It was a report about Y/n written by a Lisa mccansy.
"Who is Y/n Riddle really? Why does she always show up at Hogwarts but disappear off the face of the earth during the holidays?
What happened before she turned 11 and started school at Hogwarts.
Y/n Riddle didn't go to any elementary school or any school before Hogwarts.
She didn't exist.
So what happened before that?
I Lisa Mccansy was trying to find out information about Y/n.
She lived in hiding at Hogwarts from the beginning of her life and was a completely normal girl until she was brought out by Rita Skeeter in Year Four as the Who Must Not Be Named daughter.
Rita Skeeter disappeared completely during the following summer holidays after she shamed Y/n riddle and Draco Malfoy for the Imperios Curse on her?
What happened to Rita Skeeter? Is she dead?
Was this Y/n riddle's first victim.
Many would say yes but it is actually not her first victim.
Their very first victim is unknown by name.
It happened one night on a clippe in Ireland.
She sat on the cliff and talked about her first murder.
A Muggle man saw her and called the police.
They came and Y/n disappeared into the forest.
After that we didn't hear from her for a long time, but the file gave us some clarity about her traces, about her murders and about her lifestyle.
After all the research, you can no longer defend Y/n.
She's a monster that belongs where she is right now but what about the Malfoy boy.
His file wasn't found again but apparently he was involved in many of them with Y/n Riddle.
They went on missions together and killed together.
So I'm wondering why the Malfoy boy was exonerated straight away without first making him clear about his actions.
Why didn't he have to go to court but Y/n Riddle had to.
They actually did pretty much the same thing."
I looked up from the newspaper.
Mattheo sat on the end of my bed and Theodor sat on my desk chair.
Holidays had officially begun.
“Boys eat” came my mother’s voice.
"Coming soon" I shouted down.
" What now?" Mattheo asked.
“wait” I said
We went down to the dining room table and sat down with Narccisa.
"New news about Y/n mother?" I asked
"Just that she's fine and Mr Nott can't write to us anymore because they suspect him"
Theodore looked down.
"However, our Lord wants to intercept Potter this holiday.
They have already received an appointment from Snape.
Children, prepare yourselves, there will be a war and we will be right in the middle of it."
"We'll try our best," I said
"What exactly did the report say? Anything terrible about Y/n?" my mother asked
"Not really just normal shit, guesses and stuff" Mattheo said.
"Just that they suspect Y/n of many deaths and make wild assumptions about Rita Skeeter," I said
"What does it mean when they suspect my father?"
"That means he made a mistake and now they suspect him.
Unfortunately I don't know any more."
"Mother, we don't have to be there when they try to get Potter, do we?" I asked
"No, you don't have to, but Lucius will probably have to come with. And this will be the main station for suspects from the snipers, so there will always be something going on here and I don't want you with me when the snipers are here."
"Okay" I said in a whisper.
We all sat down at the dining table.
My father was constantly with Voldemort.
Continuously.
There will be a lot going on in the near future.
Y/n, the Ministry and Potter that's going to mean it's all going to be pretty stressful.

Voldemort's POV:
We were just sitting at the table.
"Potter is supposed to be taken to a safe house in 11 days then we have to be ready.
We'll catch them in the sky and you already know the rest.
Then three days later the ministry is taken over, everything is already underway and then we take care of Iysland.
No one will survive unless they beg or submit to us.
And then we will take over the world.

Y/n's POV:
I was sitting on the sofa and watching Julian search the ceiling in front of me.
He stood on the sofa table and looked for a microphone.
He was wearing a T-shirt and his muscles were constantly stretching.
"There's nothing here. I'll go do my room. Then we'll do the whole living room together later" said John.
He just walked out of the living room and disappeared.
Julian came down from the table and stood in front of me.
I looked up into his eyes.
He smiled at me and then came forward.
Our lips pressed together.
His one hand immediately went into my hair and delved into it.
I put my arms around his neck.
I opened my mouth slightly and our tongues touched.
He knelt half over me on the sofa.
His hands went down to my hips as we kissed.
I felt butterflies racing through my entire body.
I felt the need to want more.
To feel him inside me.
Suddenly he went onto the sofa and I sat on his lap.
His one hand placed on my back and slowly went lower.
I kissed his neck and he moaned softly.
I continued down to his chest still kissing.
"Wait a second babygirl" he whispered.
I went back briefly and looked at him.
Suddenly he took off his T-shirt.
His abdominal muscles came into view.
My stomach turned at his body.
I went forward again and kissed his chest further and then slowly further down.
He laid his head back on the pillows and closed his eyes.
I slowly kissed his abs.
My fingers ran over his chest.
I noticed how my desire increased and I got goosebumps.
I kissed back up his chest.
"If you're finished with your room, you can still do the gym" came Michael's voice.
Julian looked up and we both had the same thought.
We should do the rooms.
"I mine, you yours" I said
I immediately got off Julian's lap.
I went straight to my room and closed the door behind me.
My body was pumped with adrenaline.
I leaned against the door and closed my eyes.
After a short while I opened them again and looked up.
There was something wrong with the ceiling.
One panel was a different color than the rest of the ceiling.
I pushed a shelf from the wall to the ceiling.
There was also a lamp and a vase on the shelf.
I carefully climbed up onto the shelf and pushed the plate up from the ceiling.
It was dark up there
I pushed the plate further back.
I stood on my tiptoes and ran my hand over the area where I could.
Suddenly I felt something.
I grabbed it and pulled it out to light.
It was a live rat.
I grabbed her by the tail.
She immediately started squealing and tried to bite me.
I started screaming and threw her against the wall.
I noticed how the shelf started to shake.
I tried to hold on to something but then it was all gone.
I fell forward and hit my head on the ground.
Something sharp laid on the floor.
I suddenly saw the rat coming towards me.
I pushed myself up off the floor and jumped onto my bed.
The rat scurries around the room.
I felt a pain in my head.
I touched my forehead.
My forehead was wet and sticky.
I looked at my fingers. They were covered in blood.
I quickly grabbed it with the other one.
There were now broken pieces on the floor where I fell.
A shard of a vase probably cut me when I fell.
Suddenly the door opened.
Robert and Michael stood in front of it.
“Fuck” came from Robert immediately.
Suddenly the rat ran to the door.
Robert and Michael both started screaming..
They jumped around as the rat ran past them.
My gaze was focused on the rat when suddenly a shoe crushed the rat.
I looked up from the rat.
James had just crushed the rat.
"Seriously from a rat?" He asked Michael and Robert.
His eyes went to my forehead.
He walked past the two of them and to me.
Suddenly a ceiling panel fell down.
James responded immediately.
I was pulled down onto the bed and then ceiling tiles fell down on us.
They were stone slabs.
James laid over me and tried to protect me.
I immediately put my arms over his head.
I felt a stone slab shatter on my arms.
There was a loud rumble and the breaking of stone slabs.
I closed my eyes and pushed my head closer to James.
It was as if we had just been buried by the stone slabs.
One hit my leg.
It hurt so much that I grimaced.
The dust made everything foggy.
I couldn't see anything.
"Don't move" James said to me.
" Are you doing well?" I whispered
"Yes, probably a few small cuts but otherwise yes"
Suddenly one hand rested on my hand and the other on James' back.
"Come out of here"
It was William's voice.
James stood up from me.
He immediately collapsed.
"I'll take James, you take Y/n," came Julian's voice.
I saw James being picked up by another person.
William took my arm and pulled me up.
I was carried out of the room.
My arms were around William's neck.
My head hurt badly.
Suddenly we came out.
William closed the door of my former room and carried me into the living room.
James was already lying on the sofa.
With his back to the others.
John and Robert just arrived with wet towels.
Julian ripped open James's shirt.
There was a shard stuck in his back, otherwise he had a few injuries but nothing as bad as the shard.
William sat me down on the sofa.
I immediately went next to James.
Julian took my hand.
"Not you! Sit back there!" It was definitely an order from him.
He didn't sound angry.
I pushed myself back a step and sat on a chair at the dining table.
I looked over at James.
William was pulling out the shard and Julian had a sewing kit in his hand.
I noticed how I was slowly getting tired.
My head became heavier and I rested it on my legs.
My vision blurred and I fell asleep.