Daddy issues

CHAPTER NINE: THUD

*Draco's POV*

God that bitch could be stupid! She was absolutely impossible, always has been, you should know this Draco. She's nothing but trouble, especially if what she just said was true... it couldn't be could it? She couldn't have possibly have been worse at Beauxbatons? Could she? I mean she was expelled... Ugh she's better than this, you know this. You just need to do as father said... 'Make her presentable, make her into a young lady and not a whore!' But I liked it when she acted up, I liked it when she enjoyed herself, hearing her laugh... hearing her moan. MERLIN! Control yourself you idiot! Otherwise you are not better than her. You need to make father proud. Do as he said...

I decided it best to let the Professors deal with her, I didn't know where she had been sent, I only saw Snape whisper something in her ear before she got up angrily and stormed out. Although, not before I managed to have a word... though I'm not entirely sure it did anything but anger her further. I refocused my attention to the front of the class where Snape was giving instructions on what we should do while he is gone for a few minutes. I had to listen intently otherwise Crabbe may have fucked something up when we moved onto the practical work, after all it was a double lesson, which I rather enjoyed. I guessed I would just have to wait to speak to her back in the common room, after all it was Lunch afterwards and then we had a free period for the rest of the day... I would find her eventually.

*Annabella's POV*

Standing in the cold hallway got very boring very quickly; I leaned against the wall next to the door of the potions classroom, no one was around... it was eerily quiet down in the dungeons. I reached in the pockets of my robes in hopes of finding something to amuse myself with for however long I may be stuck out there. A crumpled piece of parchment? I didn't remember putting that in there... Odd. Cautiously, I opened it up -half expecting there to be some form of poison laced in the ink or whatever was on it. But there wasn't, or at least not to my knowledge. My skin did not burn. But eyes did, after reading that. It said:

Astronomy tower. Midnight. Be there.
All my love,
BZ

My heart must have skipped several beats, or even stopped, my stomach was in a knot. My mind was racing. What did he want me there for? Strange, I would obviously go... I always tend to give into my curiosity, I guess you could call it a rather bad habit. They say curiosity killed the cat, but so far it's never killed me.

All my love? Strange. Cute. But strange... how do I sneak out last curfew? Ugh I'll need to ask someone. Maybe I can persuade one of the Slytherin prefects to let me out? As a tour? Oh shit Pansy said she would do that with me today! Oh well, as long as she keeps her mouth shut, then the prefects won't know any different...

I re-crumpled the parchment into a small ball, tossing it into the air before transfiguring it into a small bouncing ball. I pelted it at the wall in front of me, suddenly wary of the amount of anger that was being contained inside of me. I hadn't been able to release it in a while. Memories from the summer flashed back, of me writhing in pain while Lucius stood over me - a sick smirk on his face- enjoying every minute of my torture. Memories of Draco and I crying into eachother's embrace as we mourned the loss of our childhood, realising that we would have to start becoming adults very soon, that we had no choice in how our lives panned out. Our fate had been decided for us since day one. Memories of the war going on in my head the day I departed from the Manor. I wondered why I was so sad to leave... then I realised no one would like me here. That I was doomed to be feared by all. Even some teachers seemed intimidated during my sorting, and I hadn't even been in the room all that long.

Thud

Thud

Thud

I continuously hit the wall with the little ball, switching hands every now and then. Tears began to stream down my face as I was still blasting the poor ball at the wall in front of me, this time putting more force behind it, almost knocking it back into my face at one point.