Addicted | Mattheo Riddle

Mattheo Riddle

I stride into the manor with confidence, my head held high, although deep inside I'm dreading to do the thing i'm about to do.
Although I have to, if i won't I'll have a whole army of Deatheaters up my ass, and I'd rather avoid that happening.

My hand wraps around the necklace tighter as I enter the dining room inside of my manor, the one i've lived in for years.

I really didn't want to steal her necklace, but there is no way I could've bring my father back in any other way, and everyone demanded me I had to bring him back.

Multiple Deatheaters I know look up at me as I walk inside, and Lucius malfoy walks up to me, along with Bellatrix Lestrange.

Octavias mother.

"Do you have it?" It's the first thing they ask me, both perfectly in sync, and I slowly nod before holding up the necklace as it dangles between my fingers.

They smile at me, and then guide me over to the middle of the dining room, all the other Deatheaters surrounding us, cheering and laughing, praising me, shouting my name.

I absolutely do not want to be here. I want to be at Hogwarts, talking to my friends and Octavia. I really don't want to bring my father back, but like I said, if I don't do this, i'll be killed by an army of Deatheaters, so here I am, in the middle of my dining room, while Bellatrix looks up at the people surrounding us.

"Tonight, we have come together to once again praise the lord as he will return, his son helping him in the best way possible. After he is back, we will once again take over the ministry of magic, and then we'll take over the world" She speaks, before laughing like a maniac.

I sigh as everyone looks at me expectantly, and then I open the necklace I'm holding.

Octavias necklace.

Shaking my head, I grab the small stone inside the necklace and feel it through my fingers. I focus on the feeling of it, and before I know it the face of my father appears in front of me, and when I speak the words of the spell, he completely grows visible for everyone else.

As soon as I'm done with the spell and put the stone back in the necklace, a loud cheer goes through the room, and I stand eye to eye with my father, the man I fear the most in this whole world.

I keep my head held high and smile at him, before walking over. "Father" I speak, softly nodding at him.

He turns to me and nods while I hand him his wand. "Mattheo, my dear son. You've been brave, thank you" He speaks, his voice is cold and icy, and people only cheer louder as he softly and awkwardly hugs me.

I know he's fully back, because of the pain on my arm.

He is back, and it's my fault.

Now that I've come to think of it, I would have rather be killed than brought back into this dark world I am creating.

"People, people. Thank you for being true to me, to follow me still while I was dancing on the line between life and death. Thanks to my son, I am back stronger than ever, and together we'll fight to make the world of wizardry pure again, and then we will all rule" My father speaks to everyone, and they cheer and scream his name.

I shake my head at the people, it's sad to see people signing their life away to the man that is everything a living nightmare represents. I get that people say i'm like my father. I get angry a lot, and look at me now, i'm helping him once again.

It bothers me, I wish i had a different name, hell, I'd rather have been a muggle instead of dragging myself in the mess that my father is going to create soon.

The whole wizarding world is going to fall down, just like years ago before he disappeared after trying to kill the Potters. It is going to be a dark time for everyone, I just know it already.

Blood will be spilled, innocent lives taken, and it is all going to be because of me.

After my father is done with his speech, he dismisses everyone and I walk out the room first, and up the stairs towards my room in this mansion.

I can't really remember when the last time was that i've slept here, and it feels incredibly strange and unfamiliar to sleep here again, but it is late and there is no way I can go back to the castle now.

Sometimes I feel lonely. Yes, my friends are there for me, but they don't know what it's like to be the son of one of the most darkest wizards of all time. It's like I have so many friends, Yet no one really knows the true me.

They try to be there for me, show empathy and care about my trauma's and stories, but no one would understand it exactly like I do without living through it, without having the same thing happening to them, and that is what makes it so incredibly sad.

It eats me alive, knowing the war that is about to come is because of me, because of the work that i've done, but it is too late to turn back now, too late to get my father out of here again.

The door of my room opens, and the pale face of my father is shown once again as he strides inside before closing the door, his face haunting me.

"Son" He says, before pointing his wand at me. "You have been very brave and true to me"

"I know, Father" I speak, straightening my back. "I'm forever loyal to you, just like I promised years ago, before you disappeared"

The unbreakable vow, he made me do it when I was just seven years old, exactly six months before his disappearance, he made me promise I would stay loyal to him and do whatever it takes to bring him back if he would ever disappear.

Look where that got me.

"I expect you to keep the necklace and the stone safe, if not, I will die again and that wouldn't be anything we want, right?" He speaks, his voice cutting through the quiet air.

My father nods, before placing a hand on my shoulder. "I want you to go back to the Castle tomorrow, your education is important. I on the other hand, will slowly take over the ministry. After that, we'll invade Hogwarts and make it the most pure school known to wizards" He speaks, smiling at me. "Take care of your friends, son, they will be spared in this battle if they show their loyalty to me"

I nod and smile at him, showing him I appreciate him. He waves his wand and the curtains close, and then he opens the door. "Sleep now, my son. Big things are going to happen soon, prepare yourself and your friends" Is the last thing he says, before exiting the room, closing the door with a soft slam.

He really is back. My father is back, and the blood that is about to spill because of him is at my hands.