ℍ𝕠𝕨 ℍℙ 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕥

² There's only one bed trope

***for those who didn't read last part, you didn't go to hogwarts because of your father you'll find out more about it later**

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Mattheo Riddle

It has been 3 weeks since you got shipped away to live with the Riddles and you and Mattheo still hate each other just as much as you did when you first got there. Stupid arguments over nothing, you just leave your room once a day and Tom Riddle was fed up with it. At dinner he announced that you will be moving into Mattheos room in hopes that it might help you get along. You were both furious but Tom was set on the plan. You went back to your room and got all your stuff before heading off to Mattheos room. You knocked and he slammed the door open. "Put your stuff in the corner" you rolled your eyes and did. You looked around, his room was beautiful. Black, and silver themed, a huge king sized bed and a pillow and blanket on the floor. "You really expect me to sleep on the floor" you hissed "well seriously" it was already 11pm so you were to tired to argue. You got down onto the cold hard floor and covered your body with the small blanket. You layed there for 10 minutes, you assumed Mattheo was asleep so you let the tears fall. You silently cried or maybe it wasn't silent because Mattheo sighed loudly. "Do you really have to cry? Shut up I'm trying to sleep" you didn't listen and kept crying. He sat up and looked down at you. "Fine, get up here but stay on your side, if you touch me your dead y/l/n" He said laying back down. You slowly got up and climbed into bed. You made sure to stay on your own side. You layed there for a few minutes before closing your eyes when suddenly two arms wrapped around your waist and pulled them into his body. Why was he touching me? You thought to yourself. You were scared to move so you just closed your eyes and fell asleep. After numerous nightmares you woke up still in his arms. It was morning, you could tell by the hot sun shining in your face. Mattheo mumbled something before waking up. Once he saw that you were in his arms he moved away. He cleared his throat before getting out of bed and practically sprinting out of the room, leaving you all alone in the big bed. It was kind of nice sleeping in his arms, sort of safe, "nope nope stop thinking about sleeping in his arms again y/n" you said quietly out loud to yourself.

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George Weasley

You got to the Burrow 2 weeks ago and you and George both still despised each other. You got along great with Molly though, you were always cooking and talking to her. She called you and George both down to the kitchen and told you she needs you guys to go to Hogsmeade, it was almost 9pm so she told you that you'd have to sleep at the three broomsticks. She gave you money for one room and told you that there would be two beds and to stop fussing. George got into the car quickly and yelled at you. "Hurry your ass up y/l/n!" You got into the car and he took off in a hurry. It took you guys a while to get there and the whole time you were both silent. Not a single word was said until you got to Hogsmeade. "God walk faster" he growled while you were walking up the stairs to your guys room. Once you reached the top you were out of breath. He took the key and opened the door. You both stood there with your jaws dropped at the sight of there only being one bed. "ONLY ONE BED!" You both yelled in unison. You looked at him, he looked back at you before you both sprinted into the room. You both jumped into the bed at the same time. "Get the fuck off I'm sleeping on the bed" "no, the LADY should get the bed asshole!" He pushed you off the bed and you hit your head on the ground. He started laughing but you weren't. You touched the back of your head and felt a bit of blood. You went onto the chair and cried silently from the pain. George layrd on the bed and closes his eyes. You kept crying and he sat up. "You're really crying because you didn't get the bed? Pathetic" you turned around and pulled your hand away from the back of your head. "No asshole I'm crying because you pushed me so hard my head is bleeding" he sat there for a minute before speaking. "Come here" you looked at him confused. "Fuck y/n get your ass over here" you stood up and walked over to the bed. "Just don't touch me" you nodded and layed down with your back facing him. After a few minutes you saw him look at you. You pretended to be asleep and he got up. He came back shortly and put a wet cloth at the back of your head cleaning up the blood. Once he was done he moved your hair over to look at the wound. He looked at it for a while before pulling away and going to sleep. Why did he help me? You thought to yourself. You shrugged it off before falling asleep next to your "enemie"