《Pureblood - Mattheo Riddle x y/n》24
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Jet and I went throughout the week just talking about what we would do to Mattheo so that we wouldn't arouse suspicion.
Hogwarts was still hot because of the elder wand accident even though it was well into March. I guess I did a good job stealing it.
Not a day passed where I wouldn't think about getting revenge, I was growing impatient knowing that everyday Mattheo was still alive.
He taunted me.
I went to sleep in hopes of drowning these thoughts, but I was awoken by Jet ushering me to follow him by grabbing my hand.
As he guided me I asked "What are you doing?" His reply was "Just trust me." I continued following him out of the common room and up the stairs leading out of the dungeons.
We walked out of the big doors of the school and made our way to the forbidden forest, I began to get worried but I didn't want to show it so I just continued to follow Jet.
As we neared the forest fog started to trickle in making the already eerie forest even worse. I moved closer to Jet grabbing his hand tighter, he didn't say a word just kept walking.
After a couple minutes we came to a spot where there were less trees, we stopped. "Why are we here?" I asked Jet trying the best I could to hide my shaking voice, it was so cold. He didn't say anything and didn't even look at me.
"Jet?.." I tapped his should and he turned around, I gasped and started backing up. Mattheo had been the one to reply. "Hello darling," he said as he started towards me, I tripped over a root in the ground and fell back, I tried getting away but it was like my legs no longer worked. I back up into a tree and Mattheo neared me.
"Please Mattheo.." I stuttered we were now face to face. "Shhh..." he put his finger over my lips as I trembled, holding back my tears became harder as my unsteady breathing became more irregular.
I stared at his emotionless face as my eyes started to sting from the tears welling up, his finger was still in front of my lips, "Incarcerous," he said in a calm voice.
Suddenly ropes sprang out of the ground, tying my hands behind my back and my ankles together. He gently reached into my front pocket and pulled out my wand, I couldn't help but let the tears run down my face. He had failed to kill me once I doubt it would happen again.
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I tried moving but it was like I was petrified, I was frozen out of fear. Mattheo stood up with my wand in his hand, he smirked "you really think you could plan to assassinate me without me figuring out?" He paused, "aw y/n, you're getting weak," his smirk suddenly faded and he pointed my wand at me.
"Avada Kadavera!"
My eyes opened and flung myself into a upright position, I could feel the coldness throughout my body. My eyes watered up, "it was just a dream, it was just a dream," I told myself in my shaky voice resting my face in my palms.
I wiped my nose on my sleeve and shivered, I pulled my blanket up over my chest and turned onto my side thinking about the nightmare.
Was trusting Jet a good idea? Was this a warning? I couldn't help but jump from thought to thought thinking about my decisions. I couldn't go on like this, letting my mind trick and taunt me. I had to put a stop to it. I looked at the clock on my bedside table, 2:36 am.
I threw on a pair of jeans, a baggy t-shirt, and a denim jacket. I had to kill Mattheo, alone. I wasn't sure if I could trust Jet anymore and I wasn't willing to take the chance that he might double cross me.
I quickly gathered my things, I tucked away my dagger into my pocket then grabbed my wand. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, I was actually doing this.
I opened my eyes and thought about what might happen if things go wrong, I sighed and gave into my thoughts. I grabbed some parchment and quill then sat down at my desk.
I wrote out letters for my friends in case I didn't make it back, the first one was for Isla.
"Dear Isla, if you are reading this I most likely didn't make it back. I had set out to kill Mattheo tonight but something went wrong, I am truly sorry that I have been distant these past weeks but I couldn't stop thinking about what might happen next to me, my friends or my family if I don't kill him. You are and always have been my best friend and I know that no one else will feel the same pain that you will when I'm gone. Thank you for always being there for me and thank you for never losing faith in me, tell my parents I love them, your friend y/n."
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I quickly scribbled out 3 more letters for Pansy, Draco and Blaise, neatly wrapped them and laid them out on my desk. I walked to the foot of my bed and stood there for a minute looking around, hopefully it wouldn't be my last.
I finally held out my wand and apparated to the Malfoy manor. I appeared in the front hall and looked around, I quietly made my way towards the meeting room to see if there was anything going on. I heard voices but didn't recognize any of them as Mattheo's.
I silently made my way up to Mattheo's room, I waited listened for any sounds for about a minute but everything was silent. I slowly opened the door and peered in, he must have been at the meeting.
I heard someone walking down the hall so I quickly ran into the room and hid in a closet. A little bit later the door opened and it sounded like two people walked in one of the voices was Mattheo's but the other I wasn't quite sure yet.
"Mattheo," the other voice started, "y/n is going to try and kill you and you're not even the slightest bit worried?"
I recognized it now, nobody else knew my plan. I was right about Jet, he was a snake. I opened the door of the closet just a crack, yep there was no doubt about it, it was Jet.
"Jet just let me sleep on things," it was Mattheo speaking now, "And plus I'm not worried about that little bitch," he finished. "Okay," Jet said then left the room.
Mattheo looked at the closet I was hiding in, my heart stopped and I quickly moved my eyes just in case he could see me. He walked towards the closet and I backed up further into the clothes. The hangers squeeked on the rod as I hit it, shit.
Mattheo laughed a cold dark laugh and opened the closet. My eyes met his, "Hello darling," he smirked, I pulled out my wand but just as I did so he cooly said expelliarmus with his own wand in hand.
"Stay the fuck away from me," I said with a slight tremble. He didn't listen but instead walked closer, he backed me up against the wall and swiftly pinned my hands above me.
"I like you in this position," he said as he undid my jeans, there really was no hating this guy was there. He pulled my jeans off with one hand as the other was still holding my wrists against the wall.
He moved my panties to the side and slid his fingers in me, I let out a small moan as he did so. He laughed "I missed that noise," he said as he started fingering me. He started kissing me and I let go of all of my tension. I moaned softly into his mouth as he started fingering me harder. I knew it wasn't right but it felt so good.
"Now are you gonna try and kill me?" He asked with no remorse in his voice. I shook my head and breathed deeply, "No Mattheo," I said, "Good," he replied and sucked my juices off of his fingers.
He let go of me and took my jacket and shirt off leaving me in my underwear. He picked me up like I was nothing and put me on his bed as he undressed, he was completely naked when he started kissing me again and took off my bra and panties.
He kissed my breasts and moved up to my neck, "On your knees," he whispered in my ear and I obeyed. I started giving him head and he thrusted his hips forward and backwards letting out low moans.
He picked me up and sat me on the bed once again then started to tease me as he just put the tip in and out.
After a bit he didn't hold back. He fucked me hard and I grabbed the sheets of his bed tightly, that only made him go faster.
I moaned loudly and he could be heard doing the same, we each reached our climax, I came then he did shortly after. He pulled out and grabbed my chin, "Don't lie, you missed that didn't you?" He said in a cocky tone. I nodded and he let go of me, I was breathing heavy and so was he.
"The next time you think about killing me just remember this moment," he said then got dressed and left. I gathered my clothes and instantly regretted my choice, he was so close, why did he have to be so irresistible. Fuck.
Could I not do anything right? I came here to kill him and ended up fucking him. I shook my head. I quickly got dressed then apparated back to my dorm and thought about the night.
Fucking Mattheo Riddle.
What was I going to do with him?
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