The Eleven Years Curse (Mattheo Riddle)

The Eleven Years Curse (Mattheo Riddle)

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Wizarding World: Harry Potter
"It's all my fault, Riddle... I can't lose you too..." I whispered as I felt the tears roll over my face when I could finally said that. "It's not your fault and you'll never lose me, I promise..." he answered when he looked into my emerald eyes and his hands touched my cheek gently. ♡♡♡ My name is Avaline Madden. My father poisend me with the 11 years curse when I was six, which meant I would die in eleven years. It's been five years since then, which meant I only had two years left to live. My godmother took over raising me and homeschooling me. At school I have a strong connection to the son of Voldemort. Is a relation ship between true enemies or is it love and do I have a crush on him? - Warning! Only read when you know the Harry Potter series, else you won't understand ;) - - It is JK Rowlings fantasy world, with a little turn of mine. - - It's my first book ever wrote and I can use commentary if I do something wrong. -
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"Why don't you just leave me alone?" I spit at him, the anger laced in my voice angered him and I loved it. I watched as he clenched his jaw, staring at me as his eyes darkened; walking up to me, soon towering over me making me realize how small I was under him. "Because," he tilted his head, walking me back up against the stone wall, my back slamming against it, sending a shock down my body. "You're the only girl that doesn't beg on their knees for me," he leaned closer to me, his breath fanning my face, his curly hair brushing against my forehead. Suddenly his hand pounced onto my neck, tightly grabbing it, causing me to let out a loud gasp. I brought both of my hands to cover his, but he was much stronger than me-and watching him watch me struggle, I noticed a wicked grin crawl onto his face. He leaned in closer, his lip brushing against my ear, and I feel him smirk. "And it fucking infuriates me." All Rights Reserved to jegulusarcturus on Wattpad. Copyrighted 2021 best ranks #1 in spice #55 in hp #41 in draco malfoy #38 in harrypotterfanfic

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