Mattheo Riddle (professor) x Geneva potter (you)
(DISCONTINUED. a new story)
Geneva potter the sister of Harry Potter she attended Hogwarts she was normal and had a normal life.
Until the Dark Lords son is the new D.A.D.A teacher.
It starts out a...
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TW. this is the only time i'm gonna put one i just what to let you guys know that this story is disturbing so therefore read at ur own risk. remember mattheo is not a good guy in this book.
1.11.17 MATTHEO POV: the malfoy manor, dark grey clouds looming over the ruinous sky
i sat in all black in my fathers old seat, death eaters filling the seats, i sat there looking at all of them
i already have so much power but to gain more power i need to kill Geneva and the other potter
i had mixed emotions, i don't know what i'm feeling. i brushed those feelings and emotions off and focused on the main thing. which was having control and have complete dominance over the wizarding world
my mind was stuck on that, and it had to be either way, that's how i was raised
bellatrix interrupted my thoughts "you have to kill the girl" she placidly said her lips quivering into a smile, her ugly teeth poking through her smile
"it's not the right time" everybody looked upset, some rolled there eyes, made dirty looks at me, acting childish and completely pathetic
i stood up quickly, my chair pushed back making an awful noise
my lips pressed together before my harsh voice echoed through the large hollow room
"if any of you have a problem with my decisions, i'll gladly fucking kill you with my bare hands" i hissed at all of them. still keeping my composure
i saw one of the death eaters give me a cold dirty look, i tilted my head to the side a bit, staring back at him
a hot feeling running through my veins, burning, waiting to explode, my lips pressed together tightly
snapping my cold icy fingers filled with rage, i pushed my chair to the side, my mind working him. controlling him.
he said nothing, the fear was visible just by looking into his eyes, salty tears soaking his cheeks
his shoulder length black hair sticking to the sides of his neck, it looked like he hadn't bathed in days
i walked out of the large room and into another. this room was semi large but it was enough for me, this room is where i torture and kill people for living. well i have to do it either way.
this room remains locked, me and bellatrix are the only ones allowed to be in this room. besides of course our victims
he followed behind me. no control over his own body. as i was controlling him. i threw him to the ground.
