Alone

Christmas Eve

I couldn't bring myself to get up, I couldn't stop thinking about her. Every time I closed my eyes flashbacks from last night came back.

"Fuck off Pottah" I said

"Gladly" she shouted at me.

"No I- I didn't mean you Rory" I shouted after her.

"I hate you! I was finally getting better and now it's going to have to start all over again because you went and got high! You don't mean anything your saying and you'll probably forget this all by morning."she shouted at me.

I regretted everything, every last bit of it. I was drunk and high just like she said and I couldn't think right. I know she's better off without me.

She shouldn't have to deal with me. . . I'm so fucked up it's unfair to have someone as perfect as Rory have to put up with me.

Someone as perfect as Rory, I wish she could see how perfect she was.

As I scrambled through my thoughts I couldn't help but think back to those words. . .

I hate you

I hate you

I hate you

I hate you

They danced through my head, three words I couldn't seem to forget. When she said it before at Hogwarts I could tell she didn't mean it but last night was different. She meant it last night and no matter what I did those words crept back into my head. Haunting me. Never letting me forget what happened nor what I did.

Blaise then opened my door and quietly knocked, interrupting my train of thought. "Your coming down for breakfast" he ordered.

"No I'm not, now fuck off" I growled at him as I turned over onto my side.

"Yes you are, now get up! You came out of your room yesterday and that was a start! We're not letting you go backwards. Only forward!" He said before walking over to me.

"Fuck you and your positivity" I snapped at him.

"Fuck you and your negativity!" He mocked me.

"I mean it, Blaise, leave me alone!" I hissed at him. He then walked to the end of my bed and grabbed my ankles. He started to pull me out of my bed by my feet. "Go fuck yourself, would you?" I asked him before grabbing the top of my bed.

He managed to pull me off of the bed and when my head hit the floor he laughed. "Now get up" he shouted at me.

"No" I replied plainly with my arms crossed.

"Fine" he hissed before picking up my feet and pulling me into the hall. He pulled me all the way to the stairs. "You're going to have some serious brain damage if you don't get up!" He warned as he looked over to the stairs.

"I hate you Blaise" I growled before standing up and walking down the stairs. I hate this.

"Oh Draco, I'm so glad you decided to join us!" My mom greeted me. I gave Blaise a dirty look before walking into the kitchen. I sat down at the head of the table next to Tracy. She looked up from her plate of food to give me a dirty look.

I looked down at my plate, I wasn't hungry so I just sat there. Looking out the window at the snow.

After a few minutes of complete silence my mom looked over to me and smiled. "Are you not going to eat?"

"Not hungry" I replied plainly.

"Come on, you have to eat Draco" she protested.

I sat there staring out the window but now instead of seeing plain white, I saw three ginger's heading towards the mansion. I shot up out of my seat and headed for the front door. When I opened it, Fred, Ron and George stood at the foot of the mansion stairs.