《Forced [Mattheo Riddle X Y/N Malfoy] | ✓》⚜️ 1 ⚜️
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The train pulled up into the station and I woke up with a jolt as my head hit the window. I groaned quietly and picked up my satchel.
I walked out of my compartment and onto the train station. All different sizes of witches and wizards could be seen. Multiple different colours were worn and the station had been decked out with Christmas trees. I was going home for Christmas break.
I started searching around for a head of blond hair. I kept looking around until I bumped into someone.
"I'm so sorr..." I started while picking up my things but trailed off when looked up to see who it was. Mattheo. I rolled my eyes and tried to move past him but he gripped my wrist tightly.
The station was almost empty by now with only a few people here and there. Mattheo had been bulling me for the past six years and It was starting to get on my nerves.
"You were saying something?" He said with a smug smirk on his face. I tried to free my wrist from his vice like grip but to no avail.
"Let me go Mattheo" I said with a sigh. He clicked his tongue in a mocking concern manner and I rolled my eyes.
"Do you really have nothing better to do?" I asked with a scoff but it quickly faded as his face turned into an expression of anger.
He pushed me up against the wall and I whimpered under my breath. His face was inches apart from mine when he growled, "Watch your mouth you might just end up dead someday."
I scoffed as he released me and I rubbed my wrist. I turned around and pushed my trolley through the barrier.
I was greeted with the familiar face of my parents and Draco.
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Oh? Did I forget to mention? I'm Malfoy, Y/N Malfoy. Daughter of Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy.
I approached them with a smile on my face. My father always preferred my brother over me but at least my mother still adored me.
My mom embraced me in a hug and said she missed me so much. "I missed you too mom!" I said and started moving towards our car but my parents stood rooted to the spot.
"What's wrong?" I asked. My father spoke in a hushed voice and said, "The dark lord had chosen our house as refuge this year. We are awaiting the arrival of his son to take him with us."
"His son?" I said and stood next to them again. No. It cant be. "His son is..
MATTHEO!?"
I said as he walked through the barrier. Oh great. Mattheo Riddle living at my house. That is just great.
He didn't even greet any of us and just shoved his trolley towards Draco. He walked out of the platform as we all shared glances.
This is going to be a long year.
We all walked outside the station and my father gestured for us to link our arms.
I held hands with my mother and Draco and Draco held Mattheo's.
Then it felt as if I was being sucked into a dark hole. It was dark and suffocating until it all went away in a split second.
We were standing in front of the manor. We raised our right arms with our wands in a kind of salute and walked straight through the dark metal as if it was smoke.
We walked into the manor and I ran up to my room. I plopped myself on the bed and let out a long groan. I heard someone knocking on my door and I got up with a sigh.
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It was my mother. She came inside my room and laid down a beautiful green dress onto my bed.
"What's that for?" I asked.
"Get ready and come down, I promise I'll explain everything once you come down." She said and with a kiss on my cheek left to go downstairs.
I was left confused but put the dress on nevertheless. It was very simple yet elegant. I pulled up my hair into a bun that sat on the nape of my neck before removing a few strands to hang low in front of my face.
I went downstairs and saw that everybody was sitting at a long table. A strange man with a snake like appearance was sitting at the head with a crazy looking woman at his side. I could only assume the man was the dark lord.
My mom and dad were sitting opposite each other and Mattheo was sitting next to my father.
I went up the table and the snake man said, "Ah Y/n. Take a seat." I looked at him confused but still took a seat next to my mother opposite Mattheo.
My father kept looking down at the table and my mother gave me a sympathetic look. I grew even more confused and turned to the dark lord for an explanation.
He looked at my father and my father immediately spoke up. "Y/N, Your mother and I have decided that its time you were to get married. The lord had been kind enough to accept our proposal for his son."
"WHAT?" I said and stood up. I looked at Mattheo with widened eyes and he looked as furious as I was. He stood up as well and said, "You cant do this to me, there is no way I'm getting married to her."
"Neither am I" I said and turned around to leave. My mother grabbed my wrist as the lord screamed, "ENOUGH"
We both stopped arguing and sat down. "You both will be getting married this Christmas to continue our pureblood line. This is NOT up for debate."
I couldn't believe it and turned to my mother for help. She just kept looking forward and gripped my wrist. I felt a lump grow in my throat.
This couldn't be true. I cant be getting married to this arrogant ass guy. I cant.
===========End of Part 1==========
Hello loves!
I hope you liked this chapter. I've really been wanting to write again and now I finally am! Also don't worry I've changed their ages so they are both 19 but still about to end 6th year.
Ill try to update soon!
Love,
P
Word Count : 1042
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