Not a love story - Matheo Riddle & Y/n Lestrange

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"oh fuck me," I groan this stupid class has dragged on not to mention I'm  3 fucking weeks pregnant nearly four, or something and i have the constant urge to throw up, not to mention I cry every two seconds

"what was that miss Lestrange," this stupid substitute teacher asks

"why is this class so fucking boring," I ask 

"detention after classes end," he snaps

"but I don't want to go to detention," I complain getting laughs from my classmates

"stop talking," he says

"bloody hell whats up your ass," I roll my eyes

"OUT NOW," he yells 

"alrighty im leaving," I smile at him

I decide ill go to the bathroom, I sit down, thinking how id usually smoke but I don't want to hurt this little thing inside of me. the concept of something growing in me gives me chills

I watch the clock tick by as the time slowly changes, and its next period

by the time the next class starts the last class ends.

were sitting at dinner as Dumbledore drones on about some shit. after eating I realise I have fucking detention kill myself. I feel like I should say that less like I say that only on a daily basis

I leave the table and walk to the detention class, to my lovely surprise my boyfriend is smoking a cigarette at the back of the class, his looks could kill someone right now. oh, he can fuck the shit out of me any time. I mentally groan at the thought

he hasn't noticed me and I sit down at the front 

"alright you guys will be in here for an hour," the teacher says then leaves

I turn to watch Matheo carve something on the table as all the other kids talk to each other. I walk over to him and whisper in his ear

"Hey baby," 

"fuck off," he says before realising it's me

"oh shit sorry ma, what are you doing here," I say sitting on his lap sideways becasue there are still people around as I play with his hair

"I talked back to the substitute teacher," I say

"no way was that you who said why is this class so boring," he laughs

"yes," I say laughing 

we sit there as I take his knife and start to carve random shit into the table. Matheos hand slowly rub my belly, i haven't gotten any bump yet but he acts as i do. 

"hey when should we go to the doctor," he asks

"I guess we should try to go this weekend," I say

he smiles at me but the smile disappears until this girl a little taller than me, with brown long hair and green eyes  starts to talk to Matheo

"hey Matheo, you wanna hang out tomorrow night," she says winking at him

disgust fills me to the brim

"no," he snaps at her death staring her

"aww, why not," she says

"he said no," I snap at her

"you got  little slut to protect you," she laughs

At that time I grab her hair yanking it down as she yelps

"he said no so fuck off," I spit pushing her to the floor

I roll my eyes as she gets up and runs out of the classroom crying