a endless cycle - yn x mattheo riddle x tom riddle

chapter 2 - birthday twin

Enzo's pov:

"Guys we have to do something for Y/N.." I said open to options. Draco went to open his mouth but nothing came out. Pansy thought for a minute before being interrupted by Tom Riddle. He held a genuine smile on his face. "What about a party in the common room?" he suggested. I considered it before agreeing. The others loved the idea, especially Kate.

Y/N pov:

I've never been one to celebrate my birthday. After all, age was just a number. Every year, Pansy and Kate try to plan something special including the whole group. I never told them that I hate this day in particular, November 19. To everyone outside my lifetime, it was just another ordinary day. I had been walking around the halls for the past fifteen minutes in hope of something to distract myself from reality. I heard footsteps not far behind me. I stopped, looking behind my shadows. There was a shadow figure in the near distance. "Lestrange." I could recognize that tone anywhere. "Riddle." He walked out of the darkness with the candlelight shining on him just enough for me to get a glance at his toned structure. Tom had stopped a couple of feet in front of me smiling. "If I'm not mistaken, It is your birthday?" Tom asked, seeming more like a demand than a question. "Yes, it is. How did you know?" I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Tom had that same smug smirk plastered on his face. "I have my ways, but that's aside the point." I had a puzzled look upon my now flustered face. "Well what's the point then, Riddle?" I asked, growing impatient. "I have come to inform you about your birthday twin, Mattheo." My face dropped. As if today wasn't bad enough, this was just the cherry to top it all off. Tom held the gesture for a few more moments before walking away with a quick, "Happy birthday." Well, that was strange. I can't believe the one and only Tom Riddle survived five minutes of human contact.

Theo's pov:

We were almost done. Adding the last banner, fixing the lighting, gathering the drinks, and displaying the food. It was perfect. It had to be. Not much in Octavia Smith's life was perfect. So this had to be. Enzo and Draco had just left to go find Tavia. She is going to hate me for this considering how much she hates her birthday.

Draco's pov:

Enzo and I have been looking for the y/h/c shorty that still hasn't shown up in our eyesight. I sighed leaning against the wall trying to think. Where would she be? Then it hit me. Octavia had to be the one place we hadn't looked. Her dorm. We sprinted down the halls avoiding professors. Once we made it to the common rooms, the group looked at us. Pansy gave me a 'your so stupid why wouldn't you check there' look. I shrugged it off and followed Enzo down the dormitories. Once we made it, I knocked. No answer. I heard rustling before the door opened showing the girl we had been in search for. She must have been sleeping because her once curly hair was frizzy and her mascara was smudged. Still so beautiful. Enzo snapped me back to reality before taking Tav's hand. I shut the door while Enzo helped her get ready. Enzo searched through her closet before pulling out some sort of fabric. I couldn't get a good glance at it. He took it to the bathroom and shut the door for her to change. Enzo came back out grabbing her makeup bag. After around ten minutes they both walked out. My jaw dropped. She was stunning. She was wearing a tight black dress that seemed to be silk with spaghetti straps. She was wearing black heels with a strap along her foot and ankle. If Mattheo didn't acknowledge her, someone definitely would. I grabbed one of the blankets off of her bed while she reached for her phone. I pulled the blanket around her delicate body making sure not to make it look like she just survived war (since the blanket was wrapped around her after she had just gotten ready). We walked into the common room. It was dark. I held the blanket in my arms. "This is what you made me get ready for?" She asked disappointed while trying to seem grateful. God who in their right mind would hurt this girl?

Y/N's pov:

Draco and Enzo finished helping me get ready before guiding me to where I assumed the common room was. Once Draco removed the blanket, I looked around. It was pitch black. I was a bit surprised but relieved at the same time. Before I had a chance to let out the suffocated breath inside my chest, everyone yelled "SUPRISE!" Oh no. After everyone had said their wishes, I walked over to Theo giving him a death glare. He mouthed 'sorry' before going to talk to the rest of the group. Mattheo's birthday. I had completely forgotten about his birthday while trying to forget about my own. I looked around at my surroundings. People were partying more for themselves than the whole birthday thing, thank god. I quickly ran out of the common room taking no notice. I continued walking before changing my location. I remembered Mattheo finding the astronomy tower to be a safety mechanism for him. As I found my body weight shifting to the last step, I cleared my throat making my presence known. Mattheo turned his head in my direction before setting his gaze back to the cloudy scenery. I walked closer to him, leaning against the railing. "Why are you up here? Need to rant again?" He asked sarcastically. God was he additudy. Must be on his manly time of the month. "No actually I came here to-" I was cut off "Cut the crap, Lestrange. You shouldn't be wasting your time up here when there's a party down there practically dedicated to you." He scoffed. I backed up a bit trying to comprehend why he was acting like this all of a sudden. "You know I didn't come up here to brag nor rant to you, Mattheo." I rolled my eyes at his now obvious annoyance.

third person pov:

"Go back down there to your perfect party and live your perfect life. Without me." Her face had completely dropped not allowing any emotion to escape her now shattered soul. "Perfect? Perfect? Nothing about this dang day is perfect Riddle. Not to you nor me." She hesitated before continuing. "I just wanted to say happy birthday." She finished the sentence before walking away. Mattheo was left feeling nothing but built-up guilt for what he had just done to the broken enough girl. He had to. He couldn't get connected. Octavia on the other hand wanted nothing more than to go cuddle her pillow with the silence surrounding her sorrows. She believed the silence said so much more than words ever could. It was her escape. No trying to prove herself. No insecurities. No distributions. Nothing. Just her, her mind, and the quiet moonlight reflection on the clear glassy water that was shown through her window. As she walked back to the common room, the smell of weed and alcohol hit her hard. It was a heavily rotated scent. She walked over to the table in hope of some sort of drink. There wasn't any firewhiskey which is what she preferred. She looked around the party eyeing Tom's hand. Tom was standing with the group talking about god knows what. Octavia walked tiredly over to Tom. She took the bottle out of his hand walking towards her dorm. She shut the door, sliding against it. How could it get much worse for the small, secretive girl? She was about to find out.  

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