Whispers in the Dark || M.R || ENG

002

The Next Day

The next day comes faster than I expected. I get ready for my first encounter with Mattheo Riddle, board the train, travel for three hours, and then get off. I can't help but feel nervous. It's strange that I'm thinking so much about a stranger, but his connection to Slytherin House and the fact that he's associated with my family are enough to keep me preoccupied.

I decide to leave early to avoid being late. The address he gave me is somewhat remote and doesn't look very inviting. When I arrive, I stand in front of an old, rundown building in a narrow alley. A feeling of unease spreads through me, but I shake it off. I can't afford to be scared.

I knock on the door and wait. After a moment, the door opens, and Mattheo stands there with a confident smile on his lips. "Malfoy?" he asks. "Yes," I say as he lets me in.

He leads me into a small room filled with gray light, surrounded by a faint smell of smoke. A group of young people sits around a table. Some look familiar, as if I've seen them before. Maybe I know some from Draco or something.

"So, what's the deal?" I ask to keep the conversation going. I can hear the nervousness in my voice, but I'm determined not to let it discourage me.

"I have what you're looking for. It's really dumb to travel so far for weed, isn't it? You can get it around every corner," he says with a grin. He pulls out a small bag from his pocket and shows it to me. "I thought we could try it right now."

"Here?!" I ask, wondering if I'm really ready to smoke. "Of course, where else? Haven't you ever?" It feels like a leap into the unknown, and I can't help but feel both excited and nervous.

"Let me show you," he says, offering me the bag. "We'll go to the other side of the room. There are some cozy corners over there."

I nod and follow him. I have a bad feeling, to be honest. He leads me to a small table with two old armchairs. We sit down, and Mattheo begins to roll the weed. While he's busy, I can't help but watch him. His movements are smooth and confident, and I suddenly feel uncomfortable in my own skin.

"Here," he says finally, handing me the rolled cigarette. "This is clean stuff. Trust me."

I take the cigarette hesitantly and hold it in my hands. The smell is intense and sweet, and I take a deep breath. "So, what now?" He laughs lightly; it's obvious that I've never done this before.

"Now we light it up," he says, smiling. His eyes sparkle in the dim light of the room, and I can't help but feel my nervousness turn into something exciting. "Just go with it, Amelia. You'll like it."

I light the cigarette and inhale cautiously. The smoke is hot, and I cough lightly. Mattheo watches me and laughs softly. "You'll be fine. It's not that hard."

After I take a few hits, I feel my thoughts slow down and the world around me blur. I lean back and enjoy the sensation. "Wow, this is... different," I mumble.

"Good, right?" he asks, leaning closer. His proximity sends a wave of nervousness and excitement through me. "This is just the beginning."

I look into his eyes and can't help but feel drawn to him. It's a strange feeling, as if time has stopped. Suddenly, the entire situation feels different—the room, the people, everything seems irrelevant while I focus solely on him.

Mattheo smiles, and in that moment, I sense that something is in the air. It's a strange mix of thrill and desire. "You must have taken all the good genes from your brother," he murmurs as he inches closer. I giggle lightly.

It's obvious what he wants. He's a guy, he doesnt flirt for nothing. However, I don't know if I should say no.

He looks at me, and I can see the desire in his eyes. Suddenly, without really planning it, I lean toward him. Our lips meet, and I feel an electrifying shiver run through my body. The kiss is intense and sweet at the same time, as if the whole world around us fades away. How cliché.

It's a moment that changes everything, and as I look into his eyes, I know I will never be the same again. In this moment, it's clear: I'm here to find my own path, and maybe that means breaking the rules and enjoying the freedom I've missed my whole life.

Suddenly, I receive a call from Draco. Shit.