Enemies to Lovers || Mattheo Riddle

Chapter 41

Kiara was feeling numb. The sight of her brother lying there on the floor. The thought of how he did it for her. Guilt and sadness taking over. But mostly anger. Anger towards her father.

"Kie wait" Mattheo called out. "KIARA!" He snapped.

Kiara stopped in place. Mattheo moved infront of her. His hands placed on her arms. He looked down at her, sorrow in his eyes.

"Don't do this" he whispered.

"I.. I have too" Kiara spoke softly, looking into his eyes with sincerity. "I have too" she repeated, her eyes filling with tears.

Mattheo nodded slowly. He knew there was no changing her mind. "Okay" he softly mumbled, pulling her into his arms. His arm wrapped around the back of her neck as he pulled her in tight.

"Let's go find him" Mattheo said, pulling away from his embrace.

Kiara took a big gulp and nodded slightly.

They made their way through the corridors. A sharp, agonising pain overwhelmed them.

Kiara threw her hands up to her ears. Mattheo placing a hand on the wall with the pain in his ears.

"What is that!" Kiara shouted out through the pain.

"My father" Mattheo groaned.

Voldemort began to talk. Kiara listening to none of it, until hearing Mattheo's name. She looked over at Mattheo with worry.

"Mattheo.. my son.. come" his evil voice echoed.

Suddenly the sharp, agonising pain had gone. Everything was clear again.

"K..Kie.." Mattheo stuttered.

"Go" Kiara nodded. "I don't want to loose you too" she admitted.

Mattheo pressed his lips against her. "I'll see you soon" he mumbled through their lips.

Kiara knew deep down that Mattheo had to go. She couldn't risk his father killing him if he disobeyed him. He was one of them after all, a swish of his father's wand would kill Mattheo in an instant.

She watched as he left through the great double entrance doors, making his way to where his father and his followers must be.

Distant voices could be heard in the great hall, a lot of rummaging.

Kiara slowly opened the door out of curiosity, not realising the emptiness of the school around her.

Injured people sat on the sides. The dead lying in the middle. The deep pain of seeing all of her fellow students and professors overwhelmed her. But she did not cry.

Her thoughts focusing on revenge towards her father, but she had to wait. Knowing he would have retreated with the others at Voldemort's command.

Kiara's eyes dazed slowly around the room, as she analysed everyone's thoughts and feelings.

Thats when she saw Harry, standing over the Weasley family. The sight of Fred lying there reminded her of Theodore.

"H..Harry" she mumbled softly, reaching her hand on his shoulder.

Harry looked Kiara up and down, the pain of his eyes sinking lower. He nodded slow and soft before brushing past her and leaving the great hall.

Kiara watching him as he stumbled away. Her eyes drifted off to the right, into the back corner.

"Pansy" she mouthed.

Pansy was wrapped around Blaise, crying into his chest. Tears rolling down the cheeks of Blaise trying to be supportive.