𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖚𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖋𝖑𝖞 𝕰𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖈𝖙 ; 𝕯.𝕸

Chapter 3~I'm Not Leaving

Time at school continued as normal. I had received an invitation to Slughorn's club, but the weight of Draco's increasing need for space began to weigh as if a shadow had been cast upon us.

News of Katie Bell's hexing added a layer of tension to an already rocky atmosphere. Draco's withdrawal from Quidditch, and neglect of his duties as Prefect deepens the feelings of unease I began to have with him causing anxiety and my need to pull away.

Months have passed without a private moment between us. The absence of his presence and the small stolen glances we passed throughout the years in classes only intensified my feelings of worry. The decline in Draco's physical appearance had become evident. He hadn't been eating, the hollow look in his eyes, and the way his clothes no longer fit to his shape. 

I've attempted to make any sort of progress with him, I tried to get him to tell me the truth of what is going on, but there was no luck. One night I had followed him through the castle until he disappeared.

Tonight's the now much anticipated and overdue Gryffindor versus Slytherin game. Which is why I'm surprised Draco took an active role in not playing. He'd never give up a shot at upstaging Potter. 

I get changed into winter clothing wrapping my scarf around my neck before making my way to Draco's dorm to see if he's ready. When I knocked, I was surprised he answered wearing a pair of sweats and a long-sleeve shirt. He has his usual scowl on his face though.

"You're not going?" I ask.

"Nope." He keeps his answer short. I huff and go to turn around to leave. He stops me pulling my back against his chest. "You're not going either." He whispers.

My breath gets caught in my throat. 

"Why not?"

"Because you're going to stay here with me. We haven't had a moment alone in forever."  

"I know what you're thinking. Stop." He whispers in my ear keeping one hand on my arm and the other sliding down my stomach popping the buttons of my jacket open.

"Draco." I muffle out.

"Say it, say my name." He whispers as he kisses behind my ear. 

I'm fully aware his door is unlocked and one of his bimbo friends could walk in at any moment. The thought of getting caught riles me up more.

"Have fun at the game." He says plopping on the bed and picking up the book on his bedside table.

"You're seriously not going?"

"Nope."

I walk over to him leaning over him and lining my face with his. "Fine. I'll see you after." I peck him once more before getting up to leave. 

As I'm closing the door, I hear him mutter, "Fuck." 

I smirk knowing I won and I'll pay for it later.

~

Slytherin lost the game. I mean how? Weasely was playing. He somehow blocked every goal. Which is surprising. 

I walked through the common room to go up to Draco's room but he wasn't there. Now I'm currently searching the halls for him. I make my way to the Astronomy Tower knowing he likes to watch the stars. 

I walk up the thousands of steps finally making it to the top. The doors locked. It's never locked.

"Alohomora." The door clicks and I push it open. I can hear the music from the Gryffindor common room blasting from the tower.

I see Draco standing at the railing leaning over deep in thought. He doesn't realize I'm here. He's wearing his black suit with no jacket, the winter air cold against my skin raising goosebumps.

"Legilimens," I whisper.

I don't want this.

I want it all to end.

I just want to die.

Why me?

Fuck my father. This is all his fault.

I could end everything right here right now.

I want to scratch this bloody thing off me.

If I jump no one will miss me.

"Draco!" I call, making him turn to me. "Draco, don't do it. You promised you wouldn't."

"I can't do what he wants me to do." He says tears brimming his eyes.

"Do what?" He's gripping the railing hard. I can see the white of his knuckles from where I stand, "Draco step away from the ledge please." I reach my arms out to him. 

He slowly walks over and collapses in my arms. Just full-on sobbing. I've never been good at comforting someone. Neither is he. I just sit there holding him on the cold floor of the tower. He doesn't say anything he just sobs into my chest soaking my shirt.

Another cold breeze passes us sending chills down my spine making him shudder against me.

"Let's go inside and lie down," I whisper. He doesn't move he just sits there staring into the void. "Draco, common it's cold and you don't even have a jacket."

"Good, maybe I'll die of hypothermia." My heart drops after he says that. I feel a tightening in my chest as I start to sweat and my anxiety hits me like a truck.

"Don't talk like that. Please don't talk like that." I whisper kissing his temple.

"It's hard not to when my life has gone to complete shit. I'd be doing everyone a favor." I pull him away from me, staring into his icy eyes. I wrap one hand around the back of his neck and place the other on his cheek.

"Never say that, you aren't doing me a favor." His eyes move away from mine. "Draco, look at me." I pull his face back to make his eyes meet mine. "You have so much to live for. I don't know what's going on but you can talk to me. I will always be here for you. You don't have to do this alone." 

Tears slide down his cheeks. I wipe them away with my thumbs pulling his forehead to mine. 

"I'm not leaving, I'm not going anywhere," I whisper. 

He plays with the charm of my necklace spinning it a few times. Next thing I know there's white surrounding me and a flash.

I'm no longer with Draco at the astronomy tower.