Mattheo's POV:

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The nerve of that bitch. She can't just talk to me like that. I am the son of The Dark Lord. I am not just one of her boy toys who she spends one night with and then leaves.

I'll show her. I'll teach her to be respectful. She'll learn how to listen to me. If she doesn't, well I'm only forbidden from killing her until we create an heir. Then I'm free to take her life.

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It's that whore's birthday tomorrow. She's turning 18. She's having a party late tonight and into early tomorrow. I have no care for how old she is but I still have to attend the stupid party. It's all because I'm her 'fiance'.

But a reason to get drunk is a reason to get drunk and I'll never say no to a reason to get wasted.

Might as well look hot, might find a girl for the night. The party starts at 10pm, so that means that arriving before 10:30 is a stupid idea. No one will be there then except Beth's closest friends, including my younger brother.

I don't know what he sees in her. Yes, she's probably the sexiest girl I've ever laid eyes on but she's arrogant, she doesn't follow any rules, she is reckless and does so many stunts that could get her killed.

She's also the daughter of one of the most feared death eaters to ever serve my father. She was taught from a young age that killing is a game, that torture is a skill she needs to excel in.

I was taught the same but mostly only the murderous part, not torture methods. If I want information, they better tell me on they're about to breathe their last breath.

We're so different but so alike it's confusing. But we're not different enough to fit the 'opposites attract' theory but not similar enough for us to be 'basically the same soul'.

This marriage won't work. I know we'll fight throughout the whole ordeal. It's only for an heir. No romantic attraction. No feeling involved.

I've spent too long thinking, I'm not ready yet and it's almost 10 and I want to talk to Theodore before.

I take a shower, dry and style my hair, put on cologne and then my clothes. I add a small chain necklace and my father's ring.

(The outfit)

(And ring if you don't know what it looks like)

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I head to Theodore's room to get him before heading to the rooftop where the party is.

It's 10:46 so we won't be too late but not too early. He opens the door on the second knock and greets me with a simple "Hey."

"Come on we have a party to get to." I answer and he walks out silently, only stopping to lock the door. As we make our way up the stairs we have a casual conversation about nothing much.

Soon we reach the stairs to the roof. It's silent so that means someone cast a silencing spell.

As soon as we opened the door to the rooftop the sound of loud music, singing laughing and talking hit us. Flashing lights lit up the night sky and all of the people under it.

I split off from Theo to go find some girls to flirt with. Time flew and it was all a blur; drinking alcohol, making out with some needy sluts, smoking, talking with people I knew.

When it was 5 to 12 the birthday girl was lifted up onto her two best friends' shoulders. Tom and Enzo held her up while she went to address the whole party.

She brought her hand to her lips and whistled loudly. The crowd fell silent in seconds and they turned to face her. The power she had over them was incredible.

"Guess who's still 17? Me! But I'm about to be 18 in 5 minutes! Now a small speech and then we can count down yeah?"

I zoned out and didn't listen to what she was saying and decided to check her out.

Since she was higher up and the people in front of me had moved I finally saw what my fiance was wearing. And wow.

She had a tight red silk dress that showed off her body perfectly. Her usually messy curls were in a bun with a few left out to frame her face. A bright red lip and matching eyeshadow. The black boots matched the outfit perfectly because of the red roses trailing up them. Black gloves adorned her arms to her elbows.

(The outfit (pretend there are gloves pls))

The red suites her but I prefer black on her. It matches her personality more.

Knowing I have to marry her, I was thanking the universe that she was at least hot. Maybe I could deal with her if she just keeps her mouth shut.

And maybe with her hands also tied so she can't attack me, she's always ready to. Even now, I can see the glint of a metal dagger on her thigh.

I get brought back to reality by the sound of people counting down.

10

9

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"IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!"

It's now midnight and my fiance is now officially 18. The whole crowd cheers and the girl gets handed a shot by the Malfoy girl and she downs it in a second.

Lestrange jumps off the boys' shoulders and into the crowd of her friends. She makes eye contact with me and her happy and careless expression becomes cold and she glares at me. I just wink back.

As soon as we break eye contact, her face goes back to happy. I make her angry? How great.

I just sit at the side drinking fire whiskey and smoking a cigarette. Theo and Draco join me a while later and we have a light conversation.

1am comes to quickly and people start leaving because they want to get sleep. I'm not tired and neither are the boys so we decide to chat up some of the drunk girls left.

Soon, Theo and I found a girl each that wanted to hook up and we took both to our respective rooms.

I didn't even look back at Lestrange while leaving. Why would I? She's nothing to me. Our marriage is fake, arranged. There are no feelings involved.

However hard my father tries, he can't make us have a real relationship. You can't just arrange love.

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IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! I can't tell you how old I am for privacy reasons and I don't feel comfortable but as a present I could tell you my initial if we get 100 votes on this story. We're at 83 so only 17 more. And we also hit 4k reads. Thank you so much. Please vote and comment, your comments make me smile. Love you all.

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