Warnings: panic attack, attempted murder, (first fanfic, English not as a native language)
Summary: reader and her boyfriend Mattheo planed a date tonight, so why reader isn't in her dorm room?
It's known to the entire wizarding world that Mattheo Riddle never listens to rules.
He likes to change the time of their dates, change the location of the dates, and alter everything the two agreed on hours ago just because he could, but he always shows up. No matter what happened, Mattheo Riddle never stood her up.
So when y/n returned to her dorm by the end of the day and found a note on her bed that said "be ready at 10 baby, I'm waiting by the gate" she wasn't surprised at all. Even though Mattheo and she had planned their date for an hour later , meeting in her dorm for a usual cuddles-and-movie night, when you're dating The Mattheo Riddle for almost two years, you get used to his spontaneous nature
She quickly changed her outfit, adding another layer of clothing for the cold weather outside, putting on her shoes and running down the stairs to the open gate near the tree where Mattheo and she always cuddled between classes.
There stood her boyfriend, dressed in a black hooded robe, with the hood over his head. She wrapped her hands around herself; she hadn't realized how cold the night would be.
"Matt, where are we going?"
"It's a surprise" he said and reached for her hand.
A typical Mattheo Riddle answer. She chuckled to herself and took his hand as he walked them to the Forbidden Forest.
She should have listened to her gut feeling, telling her that this is not what it seems like, urging her to turn around and run back.
But how could she? When her boyfriend is walking beside her, holding her hand so gently, caressing the back of her hand with his thumb, and looking at her with those big brown eyes that she adored so much.
But when they got near a lake, where the fireflies danced around themselves and spread light at the dark night...she noticed something...something that made her stomach turn and her body freeze.
"Matt... what happened to your nose?"
Even though it was a stupid question to ask -after all, when Mattheo's face was revealed to her by the light of the fireflies, his nose was completely fine... but that's not how it should be.
His hand tightened around hers, his other hand going to his wand pocket, drawing out his wand and pointing it at her. "My father fixed it"
"Your father- What do you mean your father?" After they had started dating, Mattheo swore to her that he would never speak to his father again. He ignored all the letters that were sent to him, and started staying in Hogwarts during the holiday breaks.
Wand still pointing at her, his facial expression completely changed. Now he was looking at her with a dark smirk, eyes so dead that she almost couldn't see them in the cold night.
No. There is no way he got back in contact with his father. Voldemort was his biggest fear. She remembered the nights she had to talk him out of his nightmares, telling him he is not like his father.
But when looking at him now, with that deadly expression and his wand scratching her neck, Y/n realized, that for the first time in almost two years, she was scared of Mattheo Riddle.
So she did the only thing that she could think of.
"Avada-"
She kicked him in between his legs. And ran.
He groaned and fell to the ground, she seized the opportunity, turned around and ran as fast as she could.
Leaves crunching at her feet, hair getting into her eyes and her lungs burning as she ran as fast as she could, out of the forest, away from him.
When she reached Hogwarts' gate, even though she shouldn't, she turned around.
There, by a tree - their tree - stood her lovely boyfriend, smirking that dark smile one last time, before turning to smoke and disappearing. Leaving her heart beating fast.
A heart that is now also broken.
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If there's one thing Mattheo Riddle knows, it's that the love of his life loves him as much as he loves her.
So when he knocked on her door for the third time without an answer, he started to worry. Where could she possibly be?
With a quick "Alohormora" he opened the door and entered, only to find her room empty. She once told him that most of the time her roommate prefers to spend the day at her girlfriend's dorm, so he wasn't surprised when he didn't see her.
But.... where is y/n?
Just as he turned to go look for her, he saw something on her bed. A note.
"be ready at 10 baby, I'm waiting by the gate"
His breath hitched.
There's two options. Either she's cheating on him- It would come as a surprise, but it wouldn't be the first time he found "his girl" in another man's arms.
But not y/n.
Never y/n.
And that leaves us with the second option, which Mattheo had to admit-was worse.
He turned toward the door, ready to sprint to - he didn't even know where- when the door opened.
His scared face experical turned into a big smile when he saw his beautiful girlfriend at the door. Though she didn't look at him the same way, not at all.
Her eyes grew in horror, a wand in hand pointing at him in a matter of seconds, and dried tears turned into new ones, streaming down her cheeks.
Mattheo, who wasn't ready to this reaction at all, took a step back.
"Baby, what are you doing? Lower your wand please"
He was about to come closer when he noticed she was shaking. His heart sank, was she... scared of him?
"Stay back! Don't come near me!" She didn't know what happened to him, but there's no way she's letting him get any closer to her.
That's when he noticed a mark on her neck, not quite a hickey.... more of a....bruse.
"Y/n. What happened to your neck?"
"I - what?"
Her broken heart couldn't hold all those mixed feelings. The look in his eyes- so caring, so warm- and it killed her to look at him anymore. But she couldn't lower her guard.
"I said, what happened to your neck? who did this to you?" Mattheo asked again with a worried expression- a worried expression? She was so confused. her mind trying to piece together the puzzle pieces without a final picture.
But then, she noticed something. again.
The familiar bruise was back on his nose, competing the face of her dear boyfriend.
Her dear boyfriend who had tried to kill her not even 10 minutes ago.
Shit. She should've known.
"It wasn't you there, right?"
"Wasn't me.....where?"
she ran to him.
Closing the distance between the lovers, She threw her arms around his neck, and sobbed. She was so sick of crying, her dry tears being replaced by new ones for the third time that day.
Mattheo was so confused.
One second his girlfriend is bursting into her dorm with a bruise on her neck and asking him if he was present in a situation he didn't even know about, and the next second she'd running- sobbing- into is arms, so fragile and tearful.
"My love, don't cry. Tell me what has happened."
So she did.
From the moment she had read the note to the moment where she had found herself being held with a wand to her neck by none other than her lovely boyfriend.
"I know I was stupid to think it would actually be you there, but is was just so much- and he looked just like you"
"shhhh, baby it's okay, you're okay now, im here with you"
Mattheo took her to her bed and stayed with her, caressing her hair until she fell asleep.
And while holding his beautiful sleeping girlfriend in his arms, Mattheo realized two things:
One, that he had to stand up to his father
Two, that he would protect his girl for the rest of his life, spending every second making sure she would never get hurt again.
I want to try and write a Pansy Parkinson × fem!reader inspired by "Lunch" by billie eilish, where one is making the other jealous. And wanted your opinion on something:
who will be jealous??
PANSY
READER
Voting ended onAug 28, 2024
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I know I'm late and this song gets kinda old but I just got a good idea.
