𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀! 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌 (𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅).

☞ 𝐖𝐞𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 11𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫, 1996

My head throbbed as I stumbled through the corridors, making my way towards the Great Hall. I had managed to sleep through the morning, missing my double lesson of Care of Magical Creatures. I must remember to send an owl to Hagrid apologising for my tardiness. My throat scratched and burned as I swallowed, making me groan in discomfort.

I burst into the hall, noticing a large jug of ice water right beside Theo. I practically ran towards him, frightening him when I threw myself into the seat beside him, quickly pouring myself a glass and gulping it down. I set the glass down with a content sigh.

"There she is!" Draco quipped, making me glare at the boy. He chuckled and shook his head, taking another bite of his breakfast. Theo and Mattheo grinned at me with dark looks in their eyes.

"What?" I huffed before pouring another glass, this time drinking it more slowly. Blaise then looked up from his plate and smiled at me, as I smiled back. I then noticed the way Theo was looking at me strangely, with narrowed eyes and a raised eyebrow.

"You don't remember do you?" Theo chuckled softly as he and Mattheo shared a look I couldn't quite figure out. They were grinning from ear to ear with smirks plastered on their faces. I glared at the two boys in confusion.

"I remember everything thank you." I huffed before taking a pancake and adding my toppings. Mattheo chuckled, clearly not believing me. "I do! I reme-" I stopped, my face began to heat up. Maybe I didn't remember everything before, but I certainly do now.

"Oh, she definitely remembers now." Blaise chuckled as he leaned in closer to get a better look at my flustered state. My eyes were wide with embarrassment as I slowly looked between Mattheo and Theo.

I dropped my fork on my plate, my hands flying up to cover myself from the eyes of my friends. Theo laughed before placing a comforting hand on my back. "It's okay, Y/n. We've all had our moments at parties and regretted the next day. That's a part of life." He smiled as he spoke softly.

I groaned at his words, he was partly right. I turned to look at him, leaning in to whisper so no one would hear. "But it wasn't with some stranger I can go the rest of my life ignoring! It was with Hermione!" I stressed as I sank lower into my seat.

"You'll be okay." Theo chuckled as my head fell onto his arm. In the corner of my eye, I saw Mattheo glaring at us, making me smirk. He's so protective, it's adorable.

"I'm never drinking again." I groaned, turning my head back to my breakfast, and taking a small bite of it. Opposite me, Draco chuckled making me glacé up at him in confusion.

"As if you'll stop drinking." The blond snickered as I glared at him with a slack jaw. I grumbled profanities under my breath, as I packed up my things to leave.

"Where are you going?" Mattheo watched me throw my bag over my shoulder with curious eyes. I explained how I wanted to leave before Hermione, Harry, Ron or Ginny showed up. I am not ready to face any of them. "Can I come?" He asked hopefully.

I grinned at the Slytherin, my heart swelling with joy. That boy will be the death of me. I motioned for him to come along as I walked out of the hall, waving goodbye to the rest of my friends. Mattheo was quick to my side as we walked towards the Slytherin common room. Mattheo, somehow, managed to convince me to miss my next lesson with Slughorn, seeing as I had no more after that for the rest of the day.

He and I hung out in my room, simply talking. He sat by the open window smoking, despite my protests. While I sat on my bed, writing an owl to Hagrid apologising for not showing up to his lesson this morning, and finishing homework.

"Can I ask you something? No need to be alarmed, just a harmless question." Mattheo spoke up out of nowhere. He put out his cigarette, before throwing it out the window and shutting it afterwards. I watched him expectantly, waiting for him to continue. "Whose side are you on?" My eyes widened as my face fell. I could feel the colour draining from my face.

A harmless question? Please. I am confused as to why he is asking this, of all things, why now? Seeing my inner conflict, Mattheo added more to his question. "No one knows whose side you're on! You are a Snape, with allies across Europe in high society, a lot of them being pureblood. Your best friend is pure. You are a Slytherin, who carries the values of our house with pride. Yet you still run off with muggles and blood traitors, being best friends with Harry and saving his life many, many times. Fighting against fellow Slytherins, even some family members! Yet despite your best efforts, no one hates you, no one slanders your name, no one sees you as a traitor!" Mattheo stepped closer and closer with each sentence, making me shrink into my mattress.

I watched as his face grew red, his hands flying around in exaggeration, his finger pointing at me as though he was prosecuting me. How did this come up? Why does he care? Why does it matter what others think of me? He panted heavily, taking a step back. "I'm sor-" Mattheo began, although I was not having it.

"Get out." I interrupted with a calm yet commanding voice. Mattheo faltered in his words, eyeing me nervously yet confused. "I will not tolerate disrespect, Riddle. You come into my room, wishing to spend time together, yet here you are yelling at me." I glared up at the boy, while I was still sitting on the bed, arms crossed. "Here I was beginning to think you might've actually cared." I scoffed at my words, feeling utterly naive.

"People do not speak ill of me not because they fear me as they do you, but rather because I treat them with kindness and respect." I added, watching as Mattheo's eyes grew in shock. "People do not disrespect me because genuinely like me." I added, watching how Mattheo seemed to shrink where he stood.

Just as I was about to tell him to leave once more, Mattheo finally spoke up. "I want to be you." I paused, confused yet again. "I want to have everything you have. A place in high society yet the freedom to befriend anyone who crosses your path." Mattheo added, taking a step towards me as I stood from my seat on the bed.

Completely transfixed on the boy before me, I silently begged him to go on. "I adore you, Y/n Snape." Mattheo muttered. "I will never be you, I'm too far gone for that." He chuckled darkly, his eyes now lidded as he stared at my lips. There is it again. The heat between my legs was more intense and uncomfortable than ever before. "If I can't be like you, I want to have you."

Fuck. Mattheo was centimetres away from meeting my lips, his dark eyes looking down into mine. I could almost see the lust he felt in his eyes, playing out his darkest thoughts. "Let me have you." Mattheo added, his hand snaked down my back, beyond my waist and gripped my ass. His hand snaked under my skirt, slightly exposing me.

"Why me? Why now?" That is all I could say, as my eyes never left his. I wanted him, I needed him. The air around us was too thick to breathe in, to think properly. His fingers gripped my ass tighter, making waves of pleasure shoot through me.

"I've always wanted you. Since first year I knew you'd be mine." Mattheo smirked, then added. "Not yet though. You will be mine soon." Mattheo tucked a piece of hair behind my head, holding me closer. "Everything is too complicated right now." He was right, a relationship with the dark lord's son while on the brink of war is not a smart choice.

"Then what can we be." I whispered, now holding him closer, my hand trailing his chest, pushing myself into his growing boner I could feel pressing on my thigh. Mattheo shut his eyes, and his jaw tightened.

"Friends who fuck each other dumb." Mattheo's voice was deep, so deep I would feel the wetness in between my legs dripping down my thighs. I pushed my lips into him, sighing at the feeling of his plush lips on mine. A feeling I've spent many nights fantasising about.

Soon we became a sloppy heap of passion. Our lips fighting against each other, biting, sucking and licking each other's weak spots. Mattheo was skilled, I'll give him that, it was almost like he knew my body better than I did. I bit and sucked his bottom lip, looking up at him with innocent yet playful eyes.

"Fuck, darling." Mattheo groaned desperately. He pulled off his shirt, revealing his toned body. I almost fainted at the sight of his, dripping in sweat as he loomed over me. "Take off your clothes." He demanded. "Take off everything but your skirt."

His demanding voice did sinful things to my body. I eagerly nodded, peeling off my shirt and tie, and undoing my bra. As I slid off my underwear, I turned back to Mattheo, who was watching with hungry eyes. "Mattheo, why do I need to keep on my skirt."

He chucked darkly. "Because, darling. Every damn time you wear those ridiculously short yet innocent skirts, and every time you wear it, I end up rutting into my hand, imagining bending you over in that skirt." He smirked, now rid of his clothes.

My thighs squeezed together as I watched him stalk over to me, his large dick bouncing with each step. "Ass up, darling. I'm gonna fuck your pussy from behind." Mattheo smirked, making me smile with excitement.

Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door, making Mattheo and I's heads snap towards it. "Y/n! Are you decent!" It was Astoria. Mattheo glared at the door with pure rage and frustration on his face. I quickly stood, calling out to Astoria to give me a second. I pushed Mattheo under my bed, using a concealing charm to hide him better.

Once I put some pyjamas on, Astoria burst through the door. "Where have you been!" She began to scold me, although I didn't hear a word of her never-ending speech. All I could think about was the ache between my legs and the boy hiding right below me. About the look in his eyes, his confession to me, his deep voice that managed to make me feel alive.

I cursed Astoria for her poor timing. I cursed her for making me get dressed. I cursed her for packing my bag. I cursed her for making me go to Slughorn's class. I cursed her for making me leave the boy under my bed. Although I did appreciate her very much, for being a kind friend. But I still cursed her for ruining what would've been my first time.

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