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3rd person POV
May 2nd 1998
There he was, fighting and killing innocent souls and for what you may ask? The answer is simple:
A broken heart
Mattheo Riddle, son of the darkest wizard the world has ever seen, finally decided to join his father's side by allowing the poison ink to penetrate his skin and forming a dangerous sign. The death mark. For the others, getting that tattoo would hurt them so much that they would feel like dying but for the little Riddle, not a single drop of pain made it's way to his body. Only a emotionless face could be seen.
Numbness
That would be too little to describe the boy. Some might say that he was overdramatic over his girlfriend's death but she was the reason he was breathing without any pain. He needed air and she was his oxygen. No one could understand except him, that's why he shut all his emotions off. Maybe if he convinced himself he didn't care or he didn't feel anything, maybe, just maybe the pain would go away for a while and would let him breathe.
And I am deeply lost in my own soul, how could I except anyone to understand me?
The only emotion he would feel was anger. The only emotion he allowed himself to feel. That's how he got where he is right now. Torturing those he once was classmate with. How could those people live peacefully, knowing that the sweet Maria Prince is dead? No one tried to understand. No one cared to understand. He knew her story couldn't stop there. What really happened to her?
What the fuck was that deadly disease she had?
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Once he entered Hogwarts one more time and maybe one last time with his death eater mask, all he wanted to do was burn everything but mostly burn the memories. Every corridors he used to sneak out with her late at night, every bathroom they would go to avoid classes and every staircases he would carry her up when she didn't have enough strength to do it herself.
Her, her, her, his.
He didn't want to remember. It was simply too painful to remember. He may be a coward to not be able to face that pain but he couldn't help it. All those sleepless nights thinking about what he did wrong, how he could've stop it and what if they got only one more day together. Just to properly say goodbye . One word would've made all the difference.
Just one more day...
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Blood
So much blood, everywhere. But it couldn't compare to that night when he had her blood on his hands. All those throats he would slit, all those hearts he would stab and all those neck he would break felt like nothing. It only felt like ants you would step on as a child just for fun and not feeling any pity afterwards.
Then, one girl, that girl he saw and 'spoke' to on the train. The one with the dreamy voice and the name that means the moon. The girl with white hair that made him think of the moonlight on those cloudless nights.
Luna Lovegood
The one he was mean too but didn't mean to, stood right in front of him. She was scared, he knew that. She had dried blood on her face, all her body was shaking and her glossy eyes were wide open as she was staring right at Mattheo. For a second he wanted to kill her like he did to all those innocent people but something about her made him hesitate. Maybe it was because Maria used to talk to him about her and how much she appreciated the girl.
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Today, in potion I was pared with that ravenclaw girl. You know the one that people say she's crazy. But you know, I don't think she's crazy. She just think differently. Luna Lovegood, yes i believe that's her name. She's actually very nice. Of course sometimes it takes me a second to understand what she's saying but it's always entertaining.
She's so cute, look, she made me this bracelet and yes they're real flowers, isn't it pretty? Oh Merlin, how rude of me, I didn't give her anything back. I have to make her um... I don't know, oh! A necklace!
Hey, sorry if I'm late, I actually hung out with Luna. She showed me those weird dead horses or something, I forgot their name. I hope she won't be mad. Anyways, as I was saying, she showed me those horses and they were sooooo cool. She told me that only people that seen death could see them. It made sense you know because of my parents...but we're not gonna talk about that.
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Mattheo stood silent for a moment, he decided to spare her life. She was one of Maria's friends after all. He felt like he would betray her if he killed that pour soul.
On the other side, Luna was s looking strangely at the death eater in front of her. Why wasn't he killing her? Why isn't he moving? Is he still breathing? Herself couldn't move at that moment, she only stared at him with a confused but scared expression.
"Aren't you going to kill me?" She broken voice pierced the painful silence.
The boy didn't reply at first, he only tilted his head. He felt like breaking down at that moment, but why? She just made him think of her. Then, with a slow hand, he took off his mask. Maybe it was the biggest mistake he could make but he simply didn't care.
"I know you...y-you're..."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you Luna" he finally decided to speak. One single tear escape his eye and slide along is emotionless face. The girl seemed to relax at what Mattheo said.
"It's okay, I know you're a kind soul deep inside, you're just...sad." He couldn't understand why she wasn't screaming for help and informing everyone he was a death eater and why she didn't run. She really was a strange girl.
"You shouldn't be there, if someone else sees you here, you could be in danger." She spoke again taking a step closer to the boy.
"Why are you like that?" He asked completely ignoring what she said.
"Like what?"
"I don't know...kind?" He looked her in the eyes for the first time.
"Because I know how it feels like, you're trying to forget and distract yourself, you think nothing in life Is worth it anymore. You need help but don't want help. You're just lonely."
Lonely.
He really was lonely and didn't even realized it. He lost everything he loved. First his mom and now the love of his life.
"No that's not true, I'm not lonely. You don't know anything." He protested
'Then who do you have? Your father? I'm sorry to inform you that Mattheo but he only sees you as a new weapon in his army"
She was right, too right. But his father was the only thing that he thought he had left. He hates how she knew him maybe even more then himself. He hated that girl. He hated the way she was speaking to him, his she wasn't scared of him and mostly he hated how she could see through him.
"Stop! Don't make me regret sparing your life!" He shouted feeling the anger rising the more she would speak.
"It's okay, one day you'll see. You know, Maria was a lovely girl."
"Dont' speak about her, I don't want to hear her name."
"She always found time to hang out with me, you see, I've never really had friends but she showed me what the word friendship means and i am more than grateful for her and I know she still lives in the silences between your thoughts, that's why I'm telling you this. She would always ramble about you. You were so precious to her, like a diamond. I don't think she would be too happy to see what you've become. I don't think she would've want you to torture yourself because of her death, she always wanted you to be happy but here you are...tearing your life apart" her tone was not dreamy anymore, she had a dark serious voice, she wanted her words to get to her. She promised Maria to make sure he would move on.
"Oh and one last thing..." she then took out a crumpled letter from her pocket.
"I think this belongs to you, I hope it'll make you open your eyes." She gave it to him before disappearing in less then 2 minutes.
The letter
Her letter
It had his name on it and he could clearly recognize Maria's handwriting. Another tear left is eye and slowly, a lot more tears followed. He didn't waste any second to open it and start reading.
Pain.
Pain was all he felt reading that note. He felt his legs give out and fell to his knees still in the middle of an abandoned corridors of the now burning castle and all kind of spells being thrown everywhere around him.
You never said I'm leaving, if love could've saved you, you never would have died. A million times I needed you, a million times I cried. It broke my heart to lose you but you didn't leave alone because you took a part of me with me.
Why did you leave so soon Maria? Why did you hurt me like that?
It hurts...
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HELLO my lovelies. It feels like a lifetime since I updated. I am deeply sorry for the wait I hope it was worth it, if not, well.. my bad. Sorry if it's sad or whateva I love depressed stories 😃
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