#hp roleplay

[slytherin-princess-x]

The winner takes it all

Mattheo x y/n

Enemies to something else?

Angsty/ high tension

The animosity between Y/N and Mattheo Riddle was a palpable thing, a thick, crackling energy that hung in the air whenever they were in the same room. It was a dance of disdain they had been performing for years, a well-rehearsed routine of sneers, cutting remarks, and deliberate attempts to irritate each other. It was just... them. Enemies. Pure and simple.

So, when Professor Snape, with a particularly malevolent glint in his eyes, announced that they would be duelling in pairs and then declared, with theatrical flair, "Miss Y/N, you will be partnering with Mr. Riddle," a collective groan rippled through the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Y/N's jaw tightened. Fantastic. Just her luck. Across the room, Mattheo’s lips curled into a knowing smirk. He knew this would be good. Oh, he knew.

“Positions, please,” Snape drawled, his voice dripping with a dark satisfaction that suggested he was thoroughly enjoying the brewing storm.

They stalked toward the designated duelling area, the silence between them thick with unspoken threats. Y/N felt her pulse quicken, and not entirely with dread. There was a thrill, a dark excitement in facing Mattheo, a strange, twisted kind of respect for his abilities, however infuriating.

They bowed stiffly, a formality that felt absurd given their history.

"Ready, Miss Y/N?" Snape's voice cut through the tension.

“Always,” she snapped, her eyes fixed on Mattheo.

“Begin!”

The moment the word left Snape’s lips, the air crackled with magic. Mattheo was the first to strike, a jet of red light shooting towards Y/N with deadly accuracy. She dodged, the spell narrowly missing her head, singeing a strand of hair.

"Too slow, Y/N!" Mattheo taunted, his voice laced with amusement.

"Just warming up, Riddle," she retorted, retaliating with a Disarming Charm. He blocked it effortlessly, and the duel devolved into a furious exchange of spells.

Y/N was a skilled dueller, honed by years of dedicated practice and a natural aptitude for combat. She favoured speed and precision, a whirlwind of motion that made her a difficult target. Mattheo, however, was a force of raw power, his spells delivered with merciless intent. Each block, each parry, was a calculated move.

"Stupefy!" Mattheo roared, the spell whistling past her ear. She countered with a Leg-Locker Curse, aiming to incapacitate him. It hit its mark, and Mattheo stumbled, momentarily thrown off balance.

Y/N seized the opportunity. She didn't just want to disarm him; she wanted to humiliate him. She lunged forward, wand forgotten for a moment, and with a swift move, swiped his legs out from under him. He crashed to the ground with a grunt, his wand skittering across the floor.

A collective gasp echoed through the classroom. Mattheo, on the floor? Unthinkable.

His eyes blazed with fury. "Dirty tactics, Y/N? I expect nothing less."

She smirked, knowing she’d struck a nerve. "All's fair in love and war, Riddle. And you and I, well, we’re definitely at war.”

Before he could react, she was on him, straddling his chest, her wand pointed directly at his throat. She had him. She’d won. This was where she would have disarmed him and ended it… but she hesitated.

He was lying beneath her, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his gaze intense, predatory. He looked... different. Beneath the anger, there was something else flickering in his dark eyes, something that sent a strange shiver down her spine.

“Going to finish it, Y/N?” he rasped, his voice suddenly low and husky. “Or are you just enjoying the view?”

Her resolve wavered. He was deliberately trying to distract her, to throw her off her game. But the proximity, the sheer physical presence of him beneath her, was having an unexpected effect.

“Get off me,” he growled, and then, before she could react, he bucked upwards, throwing her off balance. She landed hard on the floor, her wand flying from her grip.

He was on his feet in an instant, his wand retrieved, his eyes glittering with triumph. The duel resumed with a renewed ferocity.

They traded blow after blow, the air thick with spells, the noise deafening. Y/N conjured a shield to deflect a particularly nasty curse, but the force of the impact sent her stumbling backwards. Mattheo pressed his advantage, his spells becoming more aggressive, more dangerous.

“Confringo!” he shouted, a Blasting Curse hurtling towards her.

She barely managed to dive out of the way, the spell exploding against the wall behind her, sending shards of stone flying. A piece grazed her cheek, drawing blood.

The taste of blood filled her mouth, and a surge of adrenaline coursed through her veins. It was no longer about strategy or skill; it was about survival. She summoned her inner reserves of strength, drawing on all her training, all her anger, all her frustration.

She cast a series of wordless spells, rapid and unpredictable, forcing Mattheo to defend himself desperately. He was breathing heavily now, his face flushed, a cut above his eye dripping blood down his temple.

They were both bleeding, both bruised, both exhausted but neither one wanting to back down. Y/N wiped the blood trickling into her eye. “Accio Mattheo’s wand!” she yelled, wandlessly summoning his wand into her hand.

He was quick however, wandless spells were not an area he was weak in and he had sent one of his own. “Expelliarmus!” directly towards Y/N’s wand that she had retrieved from the ground. The tip of his wand glowing blue. She used protego to defend herself and was getting frustrated that she hadn’t been able to disarm him. Y/N was good at wandless spells and that was her advantage.

He launched another spell at her, aiming for her legs. Y/N jumped out of the way “Flipendo!” she yelled, it hit Mattheo directly in the chest and he flew backwards.

The force of the spell stunned him but didn’t knock him out. He laid on the ground gasping for air.

Y/N stood over him, panting, her chest heaving. Blood dripped from the cut on her cheek, mingling with the sweat on her forehead.

She was a mess. But so was he. They both were. This was taking too long.

Suddenly, a wicked smile spread across her face. “All that blood looks good on you, Riddle,” she said, her voice husky with exertion. “It really brings out your eyes.”

And then, to further goad him, she wiped the blood from her lips with the back of her hand, deliberately smearing it across her skin.

Mattheo pushed himself up on his elbows, his eyes blazing. Y/N knew she’d pushed him too far.

“That’s it,” he snarled, his voice dangerously low. “You’ve done it now, Y/N.”

He launched himself at her, tackling her to the ground. The classroom seemed to fade away, the only reality the feel of his body against hers, the raw energy that crackled between them. This was more than just a duel; it was a battle of wills, a struggle for dominance, a twisted expression of the strange, undeniable connection that bound them together.

Snape watched the whole scene unfold. There was no doubt that he was relishing every minute of it. He made no attempt to stop them, content to let their animosity reach its fever pitch. He knew they would not severely injure each other, they were too similar for that. This rivalry was what brought balance to the classroom.

Before he could recover, Y/N was on him, straddling his chest, pinning his arms to the floor. She raised her wand, pointing it directly at his throat.

"Any last words, Riddle?" she hissed, her voice laced with venom.

Mattheo stared up at her, his eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and… something else. Something that made her stomach flip. He shifted, trying to dislodge her, but Y/N held firm.

Instead of answering, he smirked, a slow, infuriatingly arrogant smirk. "You're on top of me, Y/N. I’d say I’m winning."

Y/N hesitated, her concentration wavering. This close, she could see the flecks of gold in his dark eyes, the way his lips were slightly parted. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, the way her own heart was hammering in her chest.

The moment of distraction was all Mattheo needed. With a surge of strength, he bucked her off, rolling her onto the floor. He scrambled to his feet, retrieving his wand.

The fight resumed, but now it was fueled by something more than just pure animosity. There was a raw, animalistic energy in the air, a sense of danger that was both terrifying and exhilarating. They exchanged blow after blow, their faces flushed, their bodies slick with sweat and blood.

Finally, Y/N landed a particularly nasty blow, a spell that caught Mattheo off guard, sending him stumbling backward. He crashed against the wall, sliding down to the floor. He was bruised, bloodied, and clearly winded.

Y/N stood over him, panting, her own body aching, her clothes torn. She wiped the blood from her lips, a strange feeling churning in her stomach. The blood tasted… almost sweet.

She looked at Mattheo, sprawled against the wall, his dark eyes fixed on her. He looked… different. Vulnerable. And strangely… beautiful.

"All that blood looks good on you, Riddle," she said, her voice breathy, barely a whisper. She deliberately smeared the blood from her lips across her cheek, wanting to provoke him, wanting to see what would happen. "It really brings out your eyes."

Mattheo’s lips curled into a half-smile, his eyes flashing. "You think so, Y/N?" he rasped, his voice low and husky. "Maybe we should make a habit of this."

Snape, who had been observing the duel with undisguised amusement, finally cleared his throat. "Enough!" he barked, his voice echoing through the classroom. "Miss Y/N, Mr.Mattheo, a draw, I presume? Take yourselves to the Hospital Wing!"

Y/N stared at Mattheo for a long moment, the air thick with unspoken words, with the residue of their brutal, almost intimate battle. Then, without a word, she turned and stalked out of the classroom, leaving Mattheo Riddle to pick himself up from the floor. She knew, with a terrifying certainty, that this was far from over. Their war had just taken a very interesting, and very dangerous, turn.

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[incorrectquotesharrypotterv]

Professor Snape, sighing: Just skip to the part that’s going to anger me.

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