Your changed heart ఌ︎ [Mattheo Riddle x Oc]

[8] - ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ

The tutoring with Harry was quite fun, and I had to practice my magic once again, since it's been a few months since I've been able to do spells, since no magic is allowed outside of school.

I walk through the semi-crowded corridors since it was in-between the end of classes for the day, and dinner.

I notice two what seem to be first years running around giggling their butts off.

I walk by the room of requirements, the only reason I know about this room is because there was a party here once in 5th year.

I run my hand along the walls as I hear some sort of muffled noise coming from inside the room.

I press my ear against the cold wall, cupping my hand around my ear to try hear the sound better.

It seems that someone is crying, and the sound sounds familiar.

I decide to wait a few moments to see if they would step out.

Soon enough, someone walks out, Malfoy.

"Draco?" I ask, his eyes widen as he is taken by surprise, not expecting me to be here, it appears his half way wiping a tear.

"Uh, Melaine." He starts. "What are you doing here?" He chuckles awkwardly.

"I heard crying, Draco, you've been acting off, you didn't come to our welcome party." I say, rasing a brow while crossing my arms.

He tries to walk away, I raise my hand, blocking his path.

"Just stressed, okay!" He says, louder.

"Jeez!" I mutter as he storms away, what was his problem?

I brush it off as I head to the Slytherin common room.

What was up with Draco?

Why was he in such a werid mood?

I decided to brush it off and assume he had a bad day or something.

The second I get back to my room, I see my family's owl, Nova.

She was a pretty big owl, she had light brown feathers, and black eyes.

I walked up to her as I took the letter from her claws. She gave me a look that indicated that she was hungry.

I chuckle as I give her a few treats. I notice the letter with my family cresent.

I take a deep breath as I open the letter, it was quite short

Dear, Melaine

Hopefully your journey to Hogwarts has been smooth, I hope you're adjusting well, we exepct you to come back home for the Chirstmas holidays.

Next Saturday we would like you to come back home, we already owled Dumbledore, we have decided you are ready to get the dark mark, to prove your loyalty to the Dark Lord.

The dark mark? What the actual fuck! I'm only 16! And I'm being forced to "Prove my loyalty" to the Dark Lord?! Just because my parents worship him, does not mean I should!

I know this may seem hard to accept.

Your parents.

Holy shit, I'm going to be a death eater.

Are my friends death eaters?

Does Draco in the room of requirements have to do with You-Know-Who?

I begin to cry, I fall to my knees, I feel a surge of anger bubbling within me, the walls seemed to close in, my breath quickened. I grabbed the nearest item, a glass vase, full of flowers, tulips to be exact.