《Forced [Mattheo Riddle X Y/N Malfoy] | ✓》⚜️ 17 ⚜️
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There was a loud knock on the door. I stirred lightly in my sleep before I heard Leanne's voice.
"BITCH WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN THERE? WE HAVE TO GO!"
Mattheo was still sleeping calmly, his arms around my bare body. I wanted to melt away at this moment but then,
"IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS DOOR, I'M BREAKING IT."
"Fuck" I said lightly as I tried to make Mattheo get up.
"Get up!" I whisper shouted into his ear. He opened his eyes and squinted in confusion at my haste.
"Wear your clothes! NOW!" I said again as he scrambled out of bed and put on his shorts.
A big bang sound was heard as we saw our door fall of its hinges in slow motion onto the floor, Leanne on the other side wearing a short silver dress with her wand drawn out.
She looked inside to see Mattheo standing beside the bed in only his shorts with a very stunned but still somewhat hazed look on his face and me who was sitting on the bed, trying her very best to cover up with the blanket.
Her eyes widened as they landed on my clearly very bruised neck. Mattheo tried to get past her but to no use.
She swiftly turned and pushed up Mattheo against the table, his hands up in the air with her wand digging into his cheek.
"DID. YOU. HURT. HER."
"Leanne! He didn't hurt me! Well, not in that sense anyway." I said understanding that she thought that Mattheo was abusing me.
"THEN WHY IS HER NECK BRUISED!" She screamed into his face as he tried so hard to getaway.
"Leanne!"
"WHAT?"
"They are hickeys."
"Oh shit."
"Yeah."
She turned as red as a tomato and withdrew her wand. Mattheo ran out of the room at top speed. (he's a runner, he's a track star. Lmao sorry😭)
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"Well, get yo ass out of bed, we gotta go."
"I completely forgot about that. Give me 10 minutes."
I got out of the bathroom, fully dressed in a black slip dress and subtle gold makeup with my hair down.
I picked up my clutch as he walked down the stairs. I walked with a little wobble if you what I mean.
When we got down to the common room, we found Astoria and Ananya all dressed up, looking beautiful as always.
Mattheo was sitting on the couch and turned his head to look towards me. His jaw hung low as I made my way towards him.
I shut his mouth as he pulled me down for a kiss.
"We're going down to the club," I told him as he rose his eyebrows.
"In that?" He pointed to my dress.
"Yes, Mattheo. I can wear what I want, without you controlling me."
"Ok fine, go."
"What?"
"Go"
"Fine, I'm going then."
"Bye."
I left the common room with a huff, having expected more of a reaction from him.
We all walked over Hogsmeade before apparating to the club.
Y/N left the common room with her friends tagging behind her. I know I had made her mad, but it was cute to see her lift her tiny nose in the air and walk out.
Wait, what am I thinking. No, I have to stay focused. The task commences tonight.
I shut the book in my hands closed and started walking up to the dorm, trying my very best to ignore the fight that was going on in my head. I knew what I was doing was so wrong, but I had to do it. I had no choice.
I flung open the dorm door, my heart aching seeing all of Y/N's stuff on her side. What was I doing! I shook the thoughts out of my head and put on a pair of pure black robes that came level with my ankles.
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I withdrew the mask that was hidden in the depths of my closet. The mask stuck onto my face as if it were made with a precise mold.
I pulled back my sleeve before digging the tip of my wand into the center of the colossal skull. A gust of black smoke engulfed my body and in an instant, I was gone.
The club came into sight as we all stopped spinning. It was in a hidden area, A club, especially for Hogwarts students.
We pushed through the doors to be met with loud music blaring from the speakers amid colourful beams of light. Smoke machines were going off in every corner and multiple people were either by the bar or dancing on the floor.
We made our way towards the bar and order shots. We downed them before licking the salt off our palms. Leanne ran over to the dance floor, pulling us with her. She started grinding on Ananya who was enjoying the whole thing.
Someone on stage spotted Leanne and pointed to her telling her to come onstage. She practically jumped onto the stage before playing Beyonce.
She started dancing onto the pole in the middle, spinning around it and showing off her moves. We all cheered for her as a chair appeared in the middle of the stage. She pulled Ananya up and made her sit on the chair.
Leanne hiked her dress up slightly before putting both her legs above Ananya and giving her a lap dance. She occasionally bent towards her nibbling on her neck. Ananya looked like she was having the time of her life.
Leanne got up from her and got on all fours before crawling towards Ananya, slowly spreading her legs apart and sending multiple kisses on her thighs. Then abruptly she backed away just as the song ended. We all cheered as loud as we could, our voices growing hoarse.
They got off stage and hurried to us. We gave them pats on their backs as Leanne disappeared into the washroom. Ananya hurried behind her as I and Astoria returned our attention to the bar.
We downed more shots as I saw Adrian out of the corner of my eye. "Give me a second," I said to Astoria as I made my way towards him.
"Y/N! You look delicious." He smirked at me. I gave him a fake smile before kicking him right in his balls.
He doubled over in pain as I walked back to Astoria an evil grin on my face as she hyped me up. "Yas queen!" she screamed as I sat down in triumph.
A few minutes later we saw Ananya running over to us.
"What's up?"
"Leanne's missing."
=============End of Part 17============
Hi loves!
I hope you liked this part!
THE TASK IS FINALLY COMMENCING! sorry for the cliffhanger.
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