Darkest desires

s n a p e

Chloé POV
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"This is all your fault!" Shouted someone I couldn't really recognize.

"How is this my fault? Are you listening to yourself?" Said a deeper voice, very similar to Draco's.

I slowly opened my eyes and took time to adjust my sight, the light in this room hurt my eyes. Once I realized I'm in a Hospital wing, my body went through a shock. What happened to me?

There are two people standing by the end of my bed I'm laying in, talking and cussing at each other. When I looked closer, I realized it's Draco and Fred. That isn't a good combination.

"Fuck..." I cussed and tried to sat up, but my head hurts so much I can't.

They both noticed me, finally.

"No, you should lay." Announced Fred.

"Don't tell her what to do...Chloé, how are you?" Draco sighed at Fred and rolled his eyes.

"Never better." I said and grunted in pain.

Why does my head still hurt? I thought I'm in a hospital, they should've helped me by now.

"Look, she jokes." Giggled Fred and sat on my bed. I saw Draco's face, his patience is boiling.

"What happened to me?" I asked after a while.

"You fainted." Replied Draco.

Oh yeah, I think I remember now. The voices and everything, but faint? I've never fainted before. How can he...the Dark Lord...get to my head? How is that possible?

"Get out, Weaslebee. I have to talk to her, alone." Said Draco through his teeth.

"For the millionth time, it's WEASLEY! And I'm not going anywhere until Chloé tells me."

Fred looks funny when he's angry. But Draco's right, he should go. Fred wouldn't understand what's happening and I don't want him to.

And after all, I'd like some private time with Draco. Who knows how much we'll see each other when I'm out of the Hospital wing. I have to take every chance.

"You should go, Freddie." I said and made a pouty eyes at him.

"Right..." he mumbled and stood up from my bed. Poor him, he looks disappointed. He just wanted to help...

Within a few seconds, he was gone and me and Draco were finally left alone. Thank god I'm the only one in the hospital, otherwise we shouldn't be seen together.

And suddenly, there was silence. We both didn't know what to say, so we just kept looking at each other, enjoying our presence. What am I even supposed to say? I'm not sure if I should tell him the truth about the voice. It'd only make him worry more and I don't want that.

Draco sighed and came closer to me. He sat next to me and tangled his fingers with mine. His hand is stone cold, it always is. He looks like he hasn't slept, judging by the light purple bags under his eyes. Is something bothering him?

"Now tell me what happened." His voice is calm now.

"My head hurt and I fainted."

I'm usually a good liar. I always got my way through lying, I used to do it everyday and my parents still didn't know. But I'm not so sure with Draco. He's a much better liar and liars recognize lies much better than anyone.

"Chloé, you screamed 'make it stop'. Tell me what really happened and I'll help you."

I like this side of him, that protective and caring one, that would do anything to keep me safe.

But I can't tell him.

"It was a migraine, I'm sure. A lot has happened these past days. I just need to rest and that's all." While talking, I didn't break eye contact.

"But-"

"Draco, you should go, too. You look tired, get some sleep. And anyway, we shouldn't be seen together, like you said."

I sent him away but deep in my heart I knew I wanted him to stay. It's up to him now.

He sat up and leaned over to my face. He is so close I can see every bit of his face, his addictive smell hit my nose. Draco placed a little, but long kiss on my forehead. I closed my eyes to enjoy this moment, because it might be the last.

"You're a very good liar." He whispered to my ear and without any more words, he left the Hospital wing.

He knows.

What, was I really supposed to tell him? I'm sure it wouldn't bring any good. And what would he do with it? Tell the Dark Lord to stop it? Funny.

I laid on my right side and scoffed. I just want my head to stop hurting and go to my room to sleep it off. This is stupid, I'm here basically without any protection, the Death eaters can come here any time and no one would notice.
I'm just laying here like a bait.

For a moment I thought that was all Draco's plan.

What if he's all just pretending?

What if our whole relationship is based on a lie just to make me show them my old school?

I know it's a serious thing, but it's not impossible. Not with Draco. I still feel like I know very little of him, when he knows about me. I'm an open book to him, he can read me any time.

It can't be true. Draco loves me and I love him, I've seen the way he looks at me, there's no way he's just faking it.

It can't be...

"Miss Delacour? Hope I'm not interrupting..."

I turned to see who is talking to me. Tall man dressed in black habit, black hair brushed back...it's Snape.

"Oh, not at all..."

I wonder what he wants.

"How are you feeling?" He asked me when he came closer to my bed.

"Umm...I'm well now, thank you." I lied. My head still hurts.

"Glad to hear that."

Did he make his way all up here just to ask me this?

"Professor, might I ask why-" I wanted to ask but couldn't finish.

"Your sister heard the same voice..."

I gasped my mouth open, that's the only thing I could do in that moment.

"I don't kno-"

"You know very well what I mean, Chloé, and all I can say, is that I understand you might feel scared and worried, like there's no way out of your situation...and there isn't..."

That's the first time he called me by my name.

"...I advise you to take it very seriously. After all, it's not only your life who's in danger. Mr. Malfoy and Zabini are in this, too."

"Zabini? Blaise? What on earth for?"

"There's no time for doubts, you simply have to do it. You can announce it to your closest family, but no one else can know about this, understand?"

"But Draco told me-"

"Draco is just a boy. Whatever he says, he can't protect you. Don't leave it to him, you have to take care of yourself. Goodnight, miss Delacour. If your head still hurts, come to my office and I can make you some potion."

"Goodnight, professor..." I mumbled and pulled the blanked over my shoulders. Suddenly, I was cold.

Whatever he said, he was right. I can't leave this to Draco. I have to take this into my own hands.