Falling for the Enemy||Draco Malfoy Love Story Fanfiction

Chapter 15

Chapter 15: Break up with your boyfriend

"Sure!" I said. I was in a good mood. Xander ran his fingers through his hair and fidgeted.

"The thing is, I...I want to break up with you," he said finally. I froze.

"What?" I laughed nervously, certain I had heard him wrong.

"It's just that I haven't really been feeling it lately," he admitted, "it was fun whilst it lasted, though."

"Fun whilst it lasted?" I shrieked. So it had all been fun and games to him? I couldn't believe it.

"Well guess what? I wasn't feeling it either," I hissed. His eyes flashed.

"Alright, then. We're done."

"You can't just do that!" I gasped.

"Why not? You said it yourself." I stared at him in shock. And here I thought he was someone I could trust. How was I so foolish?

"Besides," he continued, "I've discovered it's been someone else." And just like that, he kissed Romilda Vane, who kissed him back, giving me a triumphant smile. I felt sick and betrayed. A sense of deja vu hit me, almost sending me reeling. Turning around, I fled the common room. The cold air of the corridors hit me as I ran, tears blurring my vision. How could he do this to me? I trusted him. After everything that had happened to me, I had chosen to leave the past behind. And look what happened! A sob tore from my throat. I didn't even care that the cold wind was breezing past my clothes, skin and hair, nor that it was probably after curfew. I just had to get away.

Running up a flight of steps, I burst out onto the top of the Astronomy Tower. I tried to even my breathing, but I continued to cry as I leaned heavily against the edge of the tower. The winter wind blew against me, whipping back my dark ringlets. I stared up at the midnight sky and the peppered stars. The darkness seemed to engulf everything, like a monster devouring its prey. Like evil swallowing light. I knew that Voldemort was coming. I could feel it. A building sense of dread, drawing nearer and nearer. The bitter wind stung my tear-stained cheeks.

I flinched as I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist, drawing me into their tight embrace. I smelt mint and apple, and expensive cologne. Draco. I breathed a sigh of relief as I turned around, burrowing my head into his chest. The tears slid down my cheeks and probably soiled his designer suit, but he didn't seem to even notice, nor care. Draco gently led me away from the edge and sat down, pulling me into his lap.

"What's the matter, Merielle?" He softly asked in my ear, "Shouldn't you be partying or something? Gryffindor did win, after all. Why so upset?" I lifted my face up. His thumbs brushed across my cheeks, wiping away the tears as his burning grey eyes stared into mine with a certain intensity.

"It's nothing," I mumbled, "I shouldn't be getting so worked up."

"Everyone cries. It's perfectly normal," he smirked, "Your words, gorgeous." I blushed profusely, and I couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of my lips.

"Now tell me what's wrong," he raised a pale eyebrow. I sighed.

"Xander broke up with me. We got into an argument. He said that he wasn't feeling it and that it had been fun whilst it lasted. And then he told me that it had always been someone else, and proceeded to kiss Romilda Vane in front of me!" I could feel fresh tears coming.
"And the worst part is, I trusted him, Draco. Even after everything I had suffered, I gave him a chance. Went against my better judgement. Oh, I was so stupid!" His grey eyes burned and I saw his jaw clench.

"That bastard," he snarled lowly, "How dare he do this to you! I know how much it must've costed you to trust him, Merielle. To give him a chance. And he dared to take advantage of it. He's not worth someone like you, Merielle. You deserve way better." He stroked my hair soothingly, though he was furious as his face contorted in rage.