He who must not be named's son has been assigned to take the life off a fellow student at Hogwarts, but he needs to find a way to get close to her in order for his little plan to work. But what happens if he gets to close to her? What would his fath...
He rushed me into his extended closet where he released me from his hold and placed me onto the island in the centre of his walking wardrobe. I get he's the dark Lords son 'n' all but come on. Does he really have to have the best dorm room in Hogwarts?
"I'm sorry" He looked genuine. Like actually genuine.
"Mattheo, What's going on? Your scaring me" I had to admit it, what he was saying made no sense to me, i don't know what to expect.
"Just listen to me before you say anything. My Father is controlling me an-"
"Woah woah woah, your Father is alive?" I stammered, not really knowing how else i could phrase that.
He rolled his eyes at me "Yes, and Harry fucking Potter seems to think that he's going to kill everyone i know"
"So your saying he's not evil?" Bull shit. Of course he is but whatever Riddle is trying to say, makes so sense.
"Course he is, he's the dark Lord Y/n, but he's not going to hurt anyone i know" His hands began to curve around my lower waist pulling me closer to his torso. "I'll make sure of it" I was still sitting on the counter with my legs hanging over as he was stood in between my legs pretty much in the perfect position to just make out. Not that i was going to kiss him obviously.
"I'm confused. So Harry's making things up?" I attempted to ignore his grip on my body kind of enjoying the attention from him.
"Well yeah, he's probably just paranoid." He insisted, his fingers rubbing circles up and down my back getting lower and lower down my body. It feels so good.
"Y-yeah" His actions made me that more nervous causing me to completely zone out of what he was saying so i just agreed.
"Wait stop." I snapped out of my daze and forced his hands off of my body. "Your not really my boyfriend. You can't just do that"
His smirk grew larger as his head found its way to my neck leaving small kisses behind. His strong hands once again placed themselves back on my butt. No matter how wrong this was. I liked it. I liked his touch. It felt so right.
"Stop me then" He whispered between kisses, his tongue flattening against my neck as he forcefully sucked my skin. My hands gripped onto the back of his neck as his stayed latched onto my arse.
Mattheo Pov
I started this expecting to be able to stop. I knew that she would cave in and the more she gets attached to me, the more impressed my father will be. But i know it's wrong for this to feel so right. I'm scared of her. I'm scared of getting attached to this feeling. But i can't stop. It's like the more i feel her body against mine, the more i crave it.
My lips moved from her neck to her cheek, planting rough kisses harshly against her skin avoiding her lips incase i got used to the feeling of it. If i kissed her i fear the passion that it would hold. The reminder that i have feelings. I don't want to cross that bridge.
"Mattheo Stop" She sighed.
Y/n Pov "Mattheo stop" I didn't really want it to but at the same time i did. Id only known him for what felt like hours and here we are doing whatever this is. He's not my boyfriend. He can't just do that no matter how good it feels. I pushed myself off of the counter and sat down on the connecting sofa chair as his gaze followed me.
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"I cant" He whispered.
"What?" I scoffed
"I cant" He said sharply playing with the string of his hoodie.
"You make no sens-"
CRASH
The sound of the dorm room door being torn open interrupted my speech.
"Y/n! Are you in here?!" Harry's worried expressions could be imagined by his screeching words.
"Fucking Pottah. No wonder my cousin despises him." He whined. Cousin? Who's his cousin?
He stood from our 'mistake' and starred back at my vulnerable body scanning it as if he wanted nothing more.
"Stay. Here." He commanded, pausing between words. I nodded in response even though i wanted to see what goes down between both boys.
Mattheo Pov
I left the confused girl alone after starring at her as a warning to stay out.
"What do you want Pottah" I hissed sliding through my closet door and back into the main room that he just broke into.
"Where is she Mattheo Riddle?" He angered stepping towards me. Mistake.
I grabbed him by the throat and pinned him against the wall glaring into his bitchy eyes.
"Don't break into my place ever again. You'll regret it next time"
"Next time. So your not going to kill me like you are her? Where is she?" He made out, i'm surprised he could still talk from my harsh grip.
"Mattheo! Stop!" An irritating voice entered the room making me groan in frustration. Why is everyone just helping themselves in?
"Put him down" Hermione Granger. Great. Just who i wanted to see. I motioned my hand towards her sending her flying to the other side of the room resulting a heavily bang whilst my other hand remained on Harry's throat waiting to be crushed.
"Mione" He squealed. My grip getting tighter and tighter.
"What are you doing!" A voice cried from behind, hurrying over to the unconscious girl.
"Stop it Riddle!" She perked. Flashing me an unsettling look as she propped the Gryffindor up onto the side of the wall. Why's she helping a pathetic Gryffindor anyways?
"Or what?" I snapped, Strangling the boy even more.
"Or our little secret gets let out" None of us wanted that secret out. It wouldn't benefit her, everyone would know she's been lying about having a boyfriend. But more concerning, everyone would know i supposedly 'got someone to poison her'. Better than them knowing it was my Father though.
I groaned at the blackmail and dropped him in a thud. "Go on. There she is m, talk to her but get out my room".
A/n-
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