amortentia [d.m]

chapter. 19

*** Draco's pov

"Draco, a letter has arrived", my mother enters my dark bedroom.
"Thank you", I rip the letter from her hands.
She stands there looking at me with sad eyes.

"Go on then", I snap.
She looks concerned, but exits anyway.

The letter is from Freyja.
I skim through the letter.
"Fuck", I mutter. Returning to Hogwarts will be hard, I can't go back yet.

Dear Freyja,

I will not be returning to Hogwarts any time soon,

Draco

I send the letter to her, hoping she will understand.
I can't believe I have left her.

*** Freyja's pov

"Frey, you've got a letter! It's from Draco.", Lilith and Ambar are standing at the foot of my bed, staring at me.
"Hello?!", Ambar can barely stand still.
"Okay, okay. Give me the letter then.", I rub the sleep from my eyes.
I open it slowly, to slowly for Ambar apparently. She's pacing around the dorm.
"Ambar, calm down.", Lilith grabs her.
I finally get the letter open.
I read it quickly. My face goes pale. My eyes get wet.

"Freyja, are you ok? What did he write?", Lilith sits down on my bed, close to me.
"He's not coming back.", I try to smile.
"It's fine. I'm fine.", the sniffling doesn't help the situation. I quickly wipe the tear from my cheek.
I get swarmed with hugs from them both. They try comforting me. I doesn't help. I need him. I need Draco.

He cannot leave me, not like this. He will come back. He must. I will wait for him.
I will wait.

***Draco's pov

"Draco! What are you doing?!", Narcissa cries out.
My mind races. I cannot do this.
The furniture and decorations fall to the floor. Crushing upon impact.
She tries to drag me away.
"Stop!", the tears hot against my cheeks.
I fall to the floor, between glass shards and pieces of broken furniture.
She sits down next to me and pulls me close.
"Draco, my sweet, sweet boy. That is what you are, a boy, not a monster. I love you. Forever and ever.", her hug is almost suffocating.

"Stop!", I shout even louder. She loosens her grip. I slip from her hands and run back to the guest bedroom. To Freyja's bedroom.
The room still smells like her. Familiar and nice. I lay down on her bed, still sobbing.
I begin to feel drowsy.

***Freyja's pov

My dearest Draco,

I am incredibly sorry for your loss. I am here for you, remember. Just owl me whenever.
I love you so much,

Freyja

I scribble the message down on a piece of parchment, still in tears.

I run up towards the owlery, which is quite a long long run from the dungeons. I can barely catch my breath. I have to get there quickly.

"Freyja! Are you okay?", Fred stops me.
"Yes. Yes, of course.", I make an attempt to smile.
"Your eyes look a tad.. shiny? Are you sure you are okay?"
"Don't worry about me. I'm fine. Thanks for the concern. How are you?", now my smile is actually genuine.
"I am marvellous. Just pulled a big prank on Ron. He was not happy.", he smirks.
"Sorry to keep you from your urgent issue. See ya later.", he adds, the walks away before i can answer.