《Forced [Mattheo Riddle X Y/N Malfoy] | ✓》⚜️ 27 ⚜️
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TW: Death and gore.
The wand landed on the floor as it cascaded from his fingers. Lucius looked in the direction of his children, realisation overcoming him as tears filled his eyes. What had he done? All for just a little taste of power? He was supposed to be a father, a parent who was supposed to shift heaven and hell just so that can protect their own flesh and blood from harm. He had become the devil instead and he hated himself for it. What use was power if he didn't have his family to share and celebrate his triumphs with? What use was power if being alone was the price he was going to have to pay for it?
Draco looked at him as his father went through a multitude of different emotions. His face contorted from sadness to guilt to rage all in a matter of few moments, sadness at the realisation, guilt for his actions and rage at himself. Draco willed himself to get off the ground and stand up but the task seemed impossible as pain seared through his abdomen. He observed everyone for a few moments, Y/N lay there, her hands free from the bonds but still unconscious, his father was pacing around the room and he was sitting with his back against the wall.
Lucius thought for a few moments and then moved to the other side of the room and went down a flight of stairs. Draco thought that all was over now, that deathears were going to emerge from behind his dad the moment he returned. He prepared for the worst, crawling over to the fallen wand on the floor. If he could somehow reach it then he would be able to defend himself and his sister.
Y/N was starting to slightly stir in her unconscious state.
I opened my eyes to find myself in a black room. The nothingness streached for miles as I tried to make sense of it. I slowly got up from the floor as I looked around my surroundings. It was dark and cold. I walked forward a few steps before my head bumped into something and knocked me off my feet. Thats when i realised that I wasnt in an endless abyss but was instead in a glass cube. A glass cube suspended from the ceiling which also looked like it was lost in the black
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I walked over to the edge again and looked down in curiosity but as soon as my eyes meet what was underneath, I leapt back in horror. All I saw were the mutilated bodies of my loved ones. Mattheo, Draco, Sirius, Remus and my friends were all lying on the floor, blood oozing out of their bodies, their faces ashen white. I watched as my tears started to flow. They arent dead. They arent dead. They aren't dead. I kept repeating these words in a fruitless attempt to calm myself.
I crouched down as I held my heart in my hands. This want true. This wasn't happening to me. I placed my back against a wall as I felt an oncoming panic attack. Suddenly all the bodies started moving and they leapt onto the cube. The bodies were now plastered against the walls of the cube as I looked around in panic. They all looked like they had been through hell and none of them had eyes it looked like they had been gouged out by someone.
As I watched, their mouths started moving and formed coherent sentences.
"This is all your fault."
"You did this to us"
"You're the reason we're dead."
"I wish I had never met you."
"Look at us! YOU DID THIS!"
The zombified bodies started repeating these words as I looked around with tears staining my clothes. I-i didnt do this! I didnt kill them! I was locked in here!
"I-i didnt do this!"
"I didnt do any of this!"
I screamed at them. It was more of an effort to reassure myself rather than a scream. A feeble attempt at denying what I was seeing.
Their words overlapped and turned into noise as I looked around at them. The voices were crowding my head and I couldn't think straight anymore. I felt pain. Pain like I'd never felt before. A pounding in the back of my head.
I held my head as I crouched down and let out a loud ear shattering scream. The bodies around convulsed retreated at once, leaving smudges of blood on the glass.
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I opened my eyes again when the voices stopped. The pain was slowly starting to fade as well but it was still noticeable. I took a few deep breaths trying my hardest to calm myself and find my way out of here.
I looked down as I placed my hand on my stomach for comfort. My palm made contact with my sweater but instead of the regular bulge I felt, it was flat. No, No no. I repeated to myself as I looked down to see a big pool of blood right between my legs. No. This wasnt happenig. This has to be a cruel trick. IT HAS TO BE! IT CANT BE! I CANT LOSE THEM ALL.
I cried and sobbed into my arm. This was my worst nightmare and now it was coming true, right in front of my eyes.
My breathing was fast as my heart raced at a million miles. Tears clouded my vision which forced me to close my eyes. The tears flowed as I sat there. All alone.
A few seconds later I willed myself to open my eyes but when I did, I saw that all the darkness melted away as the familiar courtyard of hogwarts came into view. It looked normal but something was off. It was cold and dingy instead of the bright rays that had always illuminated the place. I walked over to the edge of cube and looked down to see somthing or rather someone.
Mattheo.
I was so relived! H-He was alive! I knew I hadnt killed anyone. I knew he would never leave me like this! I tried to knock on the wall of the box to get his attention but it was as if he coudlnt hear anything at all. As I looked down a scene started to play right in front of my eyes.
"You have failed me you insolent child. You betrayed your own flesh and blood and now you shall pay the price." Voldemorts snake like voice drew out. Mattheo was sitting in the middle of the stone floor, his hands tied behind his back as he sat on his knees.
"I dont regret anything." Mattheo said bravely.
"CRUCIO!"
Mattheo writhed on the floor in pain as his screames echoed throhout the area. My eyes started to well up with tears seeing this happen. I tried harder to beak down the wall but it just wouldnt budge!
His screams filled my ears as my tears now flowed uncontrollably. His shirt was almost soaked all the way through with blood as he lay on the floor, the curse taking away every last once of energy he had in himself.
"Mattheo!" I Screamed out for him, hoping that somehow he would be able to hear me. I pounded on the wall and kept punching again and again and again untill my knuckles were stained crimson. I didnt care how bad the wounds stung. I had to save mattheo!
"I love you Y/N." I heard mattheo say as I looked down again, stopping my craze for a second. Voldemort was standing above him as my eyes widened in the realisation of what was about to happen.
"No, no no no, NO!" I screamed as I doubled my efforts to break the stupid glass.
"Avada Kedavra."
==========End of part 27==========
Hi loves!
I hope you liked this chapter. I was having writers block but i still think this turned out fine. Thank you for the never ending support.
The chapter is late because I had to go to the doctor to find out that the skin allergy that had made me bleed and make pus boils on my body when I was 25 days old has now returned. Even the joint between my eyelids hurts. So I'm sorry. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed!
I didn't care to proofread so feel free to point out any mistakes.
Love,
P / Paridhi Prabhakar
Word count : 1419
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