Mattheo Riddle X Y/N -STORY
Mattheo Riddle X Y/N -STORY

Impossible (Ch. 5)

Pairings: Mattheo Riddle x fem!Soulmate!Potter!reader.

Warnings: Swearing, some angst, mention of death and my shitty writing.

Summary: Mattheo and the reader are made for each other, literally. In a world where soulmates are connected through physical and emotional pain and a tattoo on the back of their left wrist, Mattheo and the reader must struggle to find a way to cope with the fact that their soulmate is on the opposing team.


“I can’t believe now we have to sit around and just wait for Harry and Dumbledore to get back,” Ron complains and throws his head back.

“We’re keeping watch, Ronald,” I said rolling my eyes.

We were all stuck in Dumbledore’s office, waiting for Harry and Dumbledore to come back from fetching one of the Horcruxes.

“You guys can always walk around?” Mattheo said, “Y/n and I will stay up here.”

Ron and Hermione left, leaving me and Mattheo alone. I know he wanted to ask about the Prophecy. Dumbledore mentioned it briefly when he went over the plan earlier.

“I know you want to ask me,” I spoke up and turned to him.

“What is the Prophecy?” He asked.

“And either must die at the other, for neither can live while the other survives,” I sighed.

I thought that he of all people would know it by now. That maybe his father formed a plan or something.

“What does it mean?” He asked.

“One of us, has to die. So either my brother and I have to die or he has to die. Atleast that’s what I think,” I said, I turned to him and saw that he had tears streaming down his cheeks.

“Oh love,” I said making my way over to him and wrapping my arms around him. His arms wrapped around me, afraid to let me go.

“My father is a powerful man, what if he succeeds? You’ll be dead, we won’t even have gotten married yet or had kids. We won’t be able to grow old together like we wanted,” He said his voice cracking.

“I cannot promise you anything, but I can promise you that I’ll try my hardest to succeed,” I said looking up at him and wiping his tears away.

The next few moments happened all too fast. One moment I was still in Mattheo’s arms and the next I was standing behind him with Voldemort in front of us.

“What are you doing here? If Dumbledore-”

“Dumbledore’s dead,” My heart dropped when he said that, “Come now, Mattheo, leave her. She’s nothing but a distraction and she will stop you from achieving our goal.”

“No, I am not leaving her,” Mattheo said.

I expected Voldemort to lash out and be furious, but he was calm, that scared me a lot more, “You will regret this, Mattheo,” He said before he aparated away.

Mattheo and I rushed to the courtyard and saw all the student there, standing around Dumbledore’s body. Their wands were raised into the air. Mattheo took my hand and together we raised our wands.

“Mattheo, have you decided where you’re staying yet?” Theo asked as we all sat in the common room a few days after Dumbledore’s death.

We were all still pretty shaken up. After Dumbledore’s death, everyone in our friend group got a letter telling them that it was better if they just stayed with other relatives during the summer.

They were all supposed to get their marks during the summer but after their parents found out who they had been hanging out with, they decided that it was best that they stay away, they were worried for their children’s lives.

“No, you?” Mattheo asked.

“Nope, I was planning on going to my family in Italy, but they don’t want me there,” He said.

“Why don’t you guys come and stay with me?” I said and they all looked at me like I was crazy.

“Uh love,” Mattheo said and I looked at him, “Are you mad? They won’t allow us to be there.”

“My brother won’t, everyone else will. They already know about me and Mattheo, Sirius is super keen to meet him, remember he’s my godfather and he is super over protective. I’m not even gonna start on the twins and the rest of Weasleys. Also I have pictures of me and all of you on my wall all the from year 1, so they already know. The only person who didn’t know is Hatry because he refused to go into my room,” I said and they all looked at each other, waiting for someone to speak up.

“I’ll come,” Mattheo said, “I just don’t know how I’m going to keep myself together when I see your brother. I might finish the job that my father couldn’t.”

“I’ll join you, he’ll be dead before he walks off the train,” Pansy said and I chuckled.

“I’ll come aswell,” Theo said.

“Me too,” Enzo said.

“We can’t,” Draco said referring to him and Blaise.

“Right, I forgot you two already got your marks,” I said, how could I forget? “ Well if things get to much, you two can always come, you’re welcome anytime.”

During the train ride, I could tell that everyone was nervous. Mattheo was especially nervous, he was going to meet my godfathers, the people who basically raised me.

When the train stopped and we got off, Mattheo grabbed my hand. I gave it a reassuring squeeze before we all started walking to where Sirius and Remus were waiting.

“Sirius,” I smiled as I let go of Mattheo’s hand and hugged him. I hugged Remus as well before I turned to Mattheo and the rest.

“These are my friends,” I said gesturing to Pansy, Enzo and Theo and then I intertwined my fingers with Mattheo’s, “This is Mattheo.”

Sirius walked over to Mattheo and tried to look intimidating, but Mattheo was taller thsn him.

“Sirius, you’re not at all intimidating,” Remus said.

“You always have to ruin everything, don’t you Remus?” Sirius said rolling his eyes before look at Mattheo holding his hand out, “Pleasure to meet you, Mattheo. I’m Sirius Black, no need for sir or Mr Black. Just Sirius.”

“Pleasure to meet you too, Sirius,” Mattheo said shaking his hand.

I’m guessing that Dumbledore told Sirius about the Harry incident because when we got home Sirius took Harry into his office and you could hear Sirius yelling at Harry all the way from the other side of the house.

Mattheo was allowed to sleep in my room, Pansy and others all got their own rooms. The place was big so it could happen.

That night Mattheo held me while stroking my hair softly, “I can get used to this,” He said causing me to smile.

“Me too,” I said, “Just think in a few years we’ll be in our own house all alone.”

“You’re belly is going to be swollen big by then,” He said and I chuckled.

“Slow down, we have to get married before that happens,” I said.

Mattheo was silent for a few moments before he spoke up again, “Let’s get married then,” He said and I laughed.

“Matt, I’m only 16, I’m not getting pregnant now,” I said still laughing.

“Of course not, but I’m serious,” He said and I stopped laughing, “Let’s get married.”

I sat up looking at him, “You’re serious?”

“Love, we don’t know what’s going to happen,” He said, “What if you die? Or me? What if I die?”

“Don’t talk like that,” I said and he now sat up taking my hands in his.

“I’m serious,” Mattheo said, “Let’s get married. Do one crazy and reckless thing before something happens and then we’ll never get the chance.”

I sighed as I looked into his eyes. I can’t believe him. Fucking idiot.

“You fucking idiot, what the hell?” I groaned and laid back on the bed, his eyes widened at my words, “Twisting my fucking arm, now I have to get a new dress.”

Mattheo sighed in relief before he leaned down and kissed me, “I love you,” He said.

“I love you too, you fucking idiot.”

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