《Forced [Mattheo Riddle X Y/N Malfoy] | ✓》⚜️ 37 ⚜️
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Some say the world will end in fire
Some say in Ice
From what I've tasted of desire
I stand with those who favor fire.
Desire is a powerful emotion and a person who feels it can only go one of two ways. They either walk on an ethical path, working hard to achive their desires or the person indulges in all the wrong activities, gaining power in order to fulfil them. But who are we to decide whats wrong and whats right? Everyone is diffrent and so is their perception of wrong and right, which is why one cant decide weather I am evil or bright.
Voldemort was the one clouded with this desire, a desire to own the world, a desire to be the most powerful person in the world, where was it going to take him? He now stood before hogwarts watching the blue shield as it krept into the darkness, moulding around seemingly nothing, forming a dome. It shined brightly in the night, a warning to keep out to most, an invitation to invade to him.
Y/N on the other hand stood inside this dome, mind racing at a million miles per hour. As soon as the last fragment of the spell joined together she walked up to it, looking up at the hill which was now covered in black specks, his army. She looked up there with an intensity that could burn a fire into fabric. She formed the power in her palms bringing them up.
"Come and get me."
She said before placing her palms on the shield, the black matter spreading through it like blood coursing through veins. It moved from her palm all the way to the top of the dome. The people inside watched in awe as the matter filled in from every direction, closing on the top.
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Voldemort and his army could no longer see inside, unable to track movements and plan accordingly. The people inside however could see eveything on the outside. Y/N moved away from the shield and went over the plan one more time in her head.
The war was about to begin and this was the last moment of peace. She looked around to see everyone ready with their wands pointing towards the bridge. The stone guards stood on the entrance, their swords and mallets on the ready. The proffesors stood at the front, ready with all the spell required to enable the contraptions they had set up. They were closely followed by the adults and students who were filled with anxiety, their parents beside them. Slytherin students who had been brave enough to fight against their family were standing with professor Mcgonagal, she giving them a pep talking and appreciating how brave they were. Giants were stationed at each corner of the castle and hagrid had his bow at the ready. House eleves stood behind, armed with anything they could find. Proffesor sprout had placed the mandrakes right outside the shield.
This was it. This was the moment the war began. The moment eveything changed.
She looked over at mattheo who gave her a reassuring nod. He used legillimency to communicate with Y/N.
'I love you Y/N.'
'I love you too.'
'Go get this son of a bitch'
And so, It began.
The streached out arm held a wand that blasted the first spell onto the dome. A second later they saw a blinding red light, attacking the center of the dome. The people inside covered their eyes slightly, fear growing as the sky bled red. The intesnsity of the spell grew and Y/N saw the first crack. More red lights joined the orignal, the others more dimmer. They all attacked the same region on the dome, attempting to break through.
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A few hundred started running downhill, towards the battlefield, screaming the battle cry. As soon as the first one attempted running straight through he burned to hell. The others stopped in their tracks seeing their predecessors fate. They stood outside confused at what do next and that was when the mandrakes were uprooted with a spell.
The ones that didn't have enough time to cover their ears fell prey to its cry. Next the heavy books fell onto the heads of the remaining.
Y/N formed the matter in her palms and lifted herself off the ground, her eyes turning a pitch black, darkness coursing through her veins. Her pale skin had black lines all over, replacing the red in her blood vessels.
She flew high and above, keeping an eye on everyone around and on top of the castle. Fred and geroge were sitting together, sharing what looked like the last heartfelt moment.
Y/N flew over to the crack in the dome, using her power to reinforce it, knowing it wouldn't last much longer and she would have to face the music. Harry came up next to her, riding his broom.
"Y/N!" He screamed.
She turned to look in his direction, strain clear on her face as she held it up. "What?" She screamed back.
"We have a problem" He said
"No no, YOU have a problem, I have an idiot that keep getting into one" She retorted
"What is it?!" She asked
"Dumbledore had left me a note. Voldemort made horcruxes. 5 of them to be exact!" He hesitated before replying.
"AND YOU'RE TELLING ME THIS NOW?!" Y/N screamed at the top of her lungs. She felt betrayed at how he could keep such crucial information from her. He had endangered not just his but the lives of all the people fighting on the ground.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" She screamed again, anger radiating around her, her aura pulsing.
"I, um- Im sorr-" he started saying before Y/N slapped him across the face with her magic.
"Okay, I deserved that but hear me out." He said, holding his face with his palm.
Y/N looked at him with a fire burning in her eyes.
"The 5 horcruxes are people! They are Bellatrix Lestrange, Rudolphus Lestarnge, Barty Crouch Jr, Peter Pettigrew and uh" His voice faltered as he gulped looking down on his himself instead of at Y/N.
"AND WHAT?"
"Lucius Malfoy"
=== End of part 37 ===
Hi loves!
I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Day 3 of 12 days of updates! The updates will going up at 9:00 pm IST every day so make sure to be there!
I hope the cliffhanger isn't too bad
Again, I love all of you so so much, Make sure to nourish that beautiful body of yours and drink enough water.
I will see y'all tommorow!
Love,
P / Paridhi Prabhakar
Word count : 1130
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