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Taylor Jordan is new to school she immediately finds her people. But they show their true colors. Then, she meets Mattheo. Do opposites really attract, or will they stay enemies?
I stare at the wall. "It's been 2 days," Bellatrix points out, "He isn't coming to save you. So just tell us how you have it."
"I don't know." I say dully.
"When did it first happen?" She yells.
"When I was lost in the forest," I explain, "I was dreaming and slept walked into the forest."
"The other times?" She asks, smirking.
"When I needed help." I state.
"From Mattheo?" She connects the dots as I do.
"Yes." I quietly admit.
"Scream," She instructs.
I stay silent, staring emotionalessly at her. "Scream!" She yells, grabbing my arm. I try as hard as I can not to Scream, just to piss her off.
She cuts into my arm and I scream out. After years, she climbs off and leaves happily. She wrote, "worthless" on my arm.
"Mattheo!" I scream, hoping he can hear me.
Mattheo's POV:
Her screams haunt me. They follow me into my dreams. No matter what I'm doing I can hear her everytime she screams. I've been looking high and low for where she could be. There's only one place I haven't checked.
"Hello, Cissy," I say to Narcissa as she opens the door. Her face falls, she knows something, if not everything.
"Mattheo-" She starts nervously.
"Is she here?" I ask.
"Listen-" She continues.
I bolt past her and yell, "Taylor!"
"Theo!" I immediately hear her scream back.
I run as fast as I can down into the basement. "I'm here!" I scream.
Her reply is a tortured scream. I hit and slam on the door until someone aggressively grabs my shoulder back.
"Let me go!" I scream, locking eyes with my father.
"Don't you dare raise your voice to me, boy!" He yells, raising his wand, "crucio!"
I close my eyes tightly, but nothing happens. I hear Taylor's high pitched wail behind me. I turn and see the door is open and she's screaming, but to me, it isn't loud. To my dad, though, he's on the ground.
I join in, wailing as well until everyone falls unconscious, minus me and Taylor.
I turn back and she rushes into my arms.
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"You kissed Pansy," She cries.
"I didn't touch Parkinson," I assure.
"Theo, I saw it." She says.
"How?" I ask, "it wasn't- poly juice,"
"Poly juice?" She asks.
"I'll explain it later," I look around, "let's just get the fuck out of here."
