If only (Mattheo X Y/n)

~⚠️C H A P T E R XXIV⚠️~

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The party (Part II)

⚠️emetephobia warning ⚠️

"What is it that you wa-"
I began before the common room door was burst open revealing an angry Mattheo.

"I remember now"
He spat moving past me and getting up in my brothers face.

"About fucking time, Theo"
Jett smirked, they were eye to eye both starring at one another trying to scare them off. It wasn't working. They were the same height. Stupid boys.

"Don't fucking call me that"
Mattheo raged, grabbing the dark haired by the collar and tugging at his fabric harshly.

"Mattheo! Stop!"
I cried, knowing the power my brother had was so much more.

"No, no. Let Riddle be a pathetic kid. Just like you Y/n."
He chuckled, staying still with his hands slung by his side allowing Mattheo to keep tugging at him.

"Leave her alone before i fucking hex you"
Mattheo's anger grew stronger as something didn't feel right to me. What did he remember? Have they met before? 

"Y/n. Get inside"
The curly haired insisted whilst releasing the other from his grasp.

"What? No!"
I yelled back, stepping towards them.

"I said get inside"
His scream echoed down the hall, bouncing off walls which sent shivers up my spine. I've never been so vulnerable. The most powerful two boys in all of Hogwarts both shouting at me. I just hope Mattheo doesn't get himself killed.

Mattheo pov

I didn't mean to scare her. Truly. But i have business out here that she doesn't need to see.

"So i'm not the only boy my sister is afraid of"
The cunt laughed, pushing me back and brushing his shirt adjusting the creases.

"Why are you back"
I sighed, cooling myself down.

"your Daddy wanted me to keep an eye on you since you failed before"
That permanent smirk of his remained as he knew what he had just said pissed me the fuck off.

"So your his little bitch again ey"
I laughed mocking his unfortunate circumstance.

"Look, both of us want one thing. To be a real death eater. So you better not fail this for both our sake yeah?"
He spoke with genuine. Why doesn't he care about Y/n? It's his sister for crying out loud!
But if i can get him on my side, it will prevent Jett from killing her instead to get the spot. I need Y/n to be safe.

"Whatever, just leave for now before people get suspicious. I have a party to get back to"

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Y/n pov

If one more person tells me how drunk i am i swear to god i will puke on their shoes. I've had a few shots. That's it!

"Hey"
A comforting voice mumbled from behind me.

"How's my favourite boy"
I smirked. Pulling him closer to me and wrapping my hand around his neck.

"Y/n, your drunk"
He laughed, keeping his hands where they are. He seemed sad, sort of uncomfortable with my hand placement.

"Everything alright?"
I questioned with meaning, removing my hands and pulling out a chair for him at the quiet spot.

"Not really, i wish i could tell you bu-."
He began. But suddenly, an awful taste filled my mouth as my promise was literally made. My throw up covered his shoes. Fuck.

"Shit i'm sorry"
I squirmed. Wiping my mouth and standing up from the chair running away from the embarrassment. I never want to see him again now. So so embarrassing.

"Y/n! Wait!"
He shouted in the distance to which i ignored and continued running to my dorm room.

I don't get it. I haven't had that much to drink? I haven't been sick from nerves before? It's probably just a bug. Yeah. It has to be!

I slung my door open and pulled my soaked dress down past my feet leaving me in just my lingerie. I sprinted straight to the bathrooms were i continued to be sick. Luckily into the toilet this time not on someone's shoes.

As i sat on my knees, head over the toilet, pounding broke out at the door. Why can't i just be left alone.

Following that, the sound of my lock was opened and foot steps rushed towards me revealing my favourite Slytherin. Pansy.

"Y/n?"
She whispered in a concerned manner. I hate people seing me in such a state, but Pansy is an exception, she had to deal with me when Draco accidentally made me puke slugs for hours. Don't comment on that. I still hate him for it.

"You haven't even drunk that much, hun."
She pointed out, wrapping my hair around her hand holding it out the way for me whilst rubbing my back.

"I know"
I whined, spitting more out of my mouth.

"Have you had sex recently?"
She spoke calmly whilst laughing knowing Mattheo and i have 'issues'.
I looked up at her as tears fell down my cheeks.

"Oh babe, it'll be okay. I have some tests you can use, c'mon"
She warmly spoke, keeping me calm whilst rubbing my back.

She left me for a second to my own dismay and filled her hands with different brands of pregnancy tests.

"Just know. Whatever happens i'll always be here for you"
She smiled at me, bringing more tears to my eyes.

Pansy placed her hand on my shoulder before waking out of the room allowing me to piss on 3 sticks.

Pansy pov

I feel for the girl i really do. I've been here before. Scared out of my mind, hoping not for a teen pregnancy.

Without addressing, the dorm room door opened startling me slightly. A tall brunette boy wondered into the room with soaked hair dripping down his chest causing his shirt to go see-through. I hope he had a shower, if it's raining i'll be so mad.

"Is she o-"
He started before i put my finger to my mouth shushing him.

He's her boyfriend, he's allowed to be here. Surely Y/n won't mind.

Confusion was plastered on the boys face as he stepped towards me with his eyes brows meeting.

Y/n pov

I closed my eyes and counted to 1 min, then 2, then 3. I just couldn't look. What if it's positive. I can't have a baby at 17, i can't have a baby at Hogwarts. I don't know anything about kids. Fuck. I can't have a riddle baby! Not with it being related to the dark lord. But what if it's negative? I'd be alone. Why am i sad over something i might not even have?

"Pansy, you look"
i cried, my hands covering my head as tears aimlessly ran down my cheeks.

The door was pushed open as Pansy wondered through, coming straight over to me and filling me in her embrace.

"On the count of 3, i flip it"
She smiled, attempting to keep me sane.
I nodded at the girl and took a step back, sitting on the toilet seat.

"Okay...1..."
My heart began to pound. The counting felt like years.

"2..."
I don't know what to do...just breath y/n, breath. Like Pansy said, it will be okay.

"3..."
She grabbed hold on the test and turned it over looking at the mark.

Without looking at me, she took hold of the other 2, comparing the results.

"Y/n..."
She mumbled, looking at me with a pitiful expression. Oh god...