This Was A Mistake | Mattheo Riddle X Reader

chapter 21

"Girl talk I can't be apart of?" He put his hand on his heart, dramatically offended.

"Sorry love. You can't." Daphne pecked his lips and he gave up, "alright." He said moving away from us.

"He's so- good." I explained to her some of the details but not too much.

"You know what? I'm happy for you as long as you're sure he wouldn't do anything bad to you. I'm just scared if he does-"

"Daphne, he won't. I promise you. He would never." I assured her.

"I trust you." She smiled.

We talked a bit and she tried to convince me to go and see him.

"You know what, fuck it. I'll go see him tonight at the astronomy tower if he's even there. If he isn't, I'll take it as a sign to forget it all." I waved my hands around.

"Then you'll know for sure." Daphne said.

"Thank you so much, Daphne." I said with a smile. Talking about this made me feel so much better. "Of course, love." She smiled.

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Mattheo
I wanted to see her again. We hadn't really spoken much since that night.

I was so sorry, it wasn't her body. It was never her body, I ignored the fact that it wasn't. It was always her.

I remember her intriguing me when we first met, she was like my first friend here. How I fucking hated everyone. I fucking hate everyone here but her.

I really really wanted to see her again. More than anything.

I'm willing to change everything just for her.

I've never felt anything for anyone like I've felt for her. I'm so desperate for her, for her touch, her voice, every single thing about her.

I need to tell her. I can't hold it back any longer.

What am I even going to say exactly.

How could she want the son of Voldemort. The son of the father who wants to kill hers? She doesn't want me.

Maya
I went up the spiral stairs and felt the cold breeze hit my skin as I reached the top.

It was night, where everyone was asleep and in beds. I should have brought a jumper up here. I was just in my pajamas, a black cropped tank top and fuzzy Slytherin pants.

I was so glad he was up here and if he wasn't it was my sign that I should forget this all. I probably wouldn't have forget it either way.

"Thought you'd be here." I said as I came up beside him. "It's my comfort place." He said as he looked up at the stars.

"Same. Every time I happen to come here, you already are." I leaned over the railing and looked up at the beautiful full moon.

We both stood in silence for a few minutes, taking in the astonishing view, and the sound of the cold whirring wind.

"Have you ever...had feelings for someone?" I asked him, taking my eyes off of the view and looking at him.

The moonlight hit his perfect skin, it showed his beautiful scars that he didn't deserve to have.

He glanced over at me, "Sure." He said.

Is he serious right now?! Sure?!!!???? What was the point in this now?? Should I just leave?

Before I even decided that he looked at me, "Let's see, I may have or had feelings for this one girl." He clicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth.

"What? Who?" My eyes slightly widened.

"Why would I tell you?"

"Because...I want to know who it is." I cleared my throat. "Jealous?" He smirked. "Curious." I corrected him.

My cheeks flushed with pink, I grew nervous.

"I see." He said, moving closer to me.

His eyes were glistening a beautiful glowing brown. I could get lost in them for so long. His soft touchable curls draped over his forehead, just above his eyebrows.

"Will this answer your question?" He said before he grabbed both sides of my face and smashed his lips onto mine.

He pulled me into a strong, passionate kiss. It was different than the others. It was real. A meaningful kiss that showed me everything.

He let go of my face and put his hands on my waist, pulling my cold body closer to his. I felt goosebumps on my cold arms, feeling the coldness of his rings and big hands. I cupped my hands around his soft pink cheeks.

He pulled away and I looked at his lips, they were now just as pink as his cheeks. He was so cute I smiled.

"Did that answer your question?" He whispered. "Just shut up and kiss me again." I smirked and he didn't hesitate to pull me back in again with two of his fingers under my chin and the other still on my waist.

I saw a real smile on his face, not just an intimate one. Or any smile in that matter.

"You're smile is beautiful." I rubbed my finger along his dimple.

"Amaya, you shouldn't be out here dressed like this. It's so chilly." He rubbed both his hands against my arms.

"It's Maya," I cleared my throat, "and I know." I said.

He took off his black jumper and put it around me, leaving him shirtless, "what about you? It's cold for you too. You're shirtless for fucks sake." I almost laughed.

"And you are more important, my love. I'm not going to let you get sick." He insisted. He tilted my chin up with a single finger and planted a soft kiss on my lips.

Now I realized that I couldn't tell anyone about this but Daphne.

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