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Trigger warnings: cutting? Idk.

Enzo's POV:

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Poor Lizzie. She doesn't deserve this. Her life was tough enough but whatever controls fate decided to throw Mattheo into the mess.

Speaking of Mattheo, he decided to have a 'conversation' with me once Tom had carried Lizzie away to her room.

I was on my way to the roof, almost up the stairs, when he found me. He grabbed my arm and made me face him. He looked mad.

"Wha, what?"

He just glared at me without answering and dragged me up to the roof, and sat down on the closest chair. He pointed to the one opposite, wanting me to sit too.

I sat, not wanting to anger him more. I usually would have put up some resistance, and not listened to him right away, but seeing that he had made Lizzie burst into tears barely 10 minutes earlier I was not going to risk it.

But I did sit on the arm rest of the chair, not the seat itself, to show he can't boss me around. And seeing his eye brows crease at that, I knew my message came across.

"What do you want Riddle?" Most people think I'm the weakest in our friend group, but it's actually Draco. Even Cassie has more of a back bone than that ferret.

"Just answer a few questions for me. Truthfully." No fair. I wanted to lie. "What if I  do lie? How will you know if I do?" Gotta check.

He scowled. "I can give you veritaserum, but you won't like that. So either answer truthfully without the potion or I will tip the whole bottle down your throat."

Rude.

"Fine. Ask." How bad could these questions be?

"Why has my future wife got cuts and scars on her arms?" Oh. The questions can be that bad.

I didn't know whether to tell him. I said I would answer but what do I do now? But I'm also confused.

I thought he would know that most of the girls in pure blood families are punished for bad behaviour by their parents by having their wrists cut by them.

But Lizzie got even worse because she decided to protect her sister and cousin. Cassie and Aurora can't be punished but instead of them, Lizzie will be hurt. Sometimes her own mother would use the cruciatus curse on her.

"Answer me!" He banged his hand on the table to get my attention. So he really wants to know? Too bad. I stay silent and don't even flinch.

"Tell me! Or at least tell me if she made the cuts herself."

"No." Vague answers, thats the key to getting through this questioning.

"Then why does she have the cuts? Is it from you, or my brother?" His glare is so sharp I feel it cutting into my own eyes. Trying to find an answer.

Why does he want an answer though? Why is he so persistent. Why does he suddenly care for the girl he has always hated. Why?