Daddy issues

CHAPTER TWELVE: "You will be mine, one day"

*Annabella's POV*

I awoke to the sweet smell of pancakes and the sound of birds singing. Something was wrong. The Manor was never this cheerful.

I rubbed my eyes as I adjusted to the lighting around me, stretching my arms above my head, letting out a big yawn before sitting up against the headboard. Then I saw him. What the fuck is he doing on my bed?

"Morning princess! Lie back down. I want a hug... not a fake one. A real one, like what you have my mother at the station the other day" I was utterly bewildered. Why is the little prick lying next to me on my bed and demanding a hug?

"Um, okay? What do you want a hug for, I thought you hate me?" I replied, slowly sinking back into the soft comfort of the mattress.

"If I remember correctly, you were the one who screamed that you hated me..."

"Oh shut up, you know what I mean."

"Yeah and I've stopped haven't I? With the whole being mean to you thing?"

"I don't care if you stopped, you can never take those words back Draco. I will never forgive you for that shit!" I looked at him in disbelief, what did he think was going to come out of this conversation, but I was taken off guard by him curling up into a ball next to me, resting his head on my chest, starting to sob. It reminded me of that night in October when he left my room after Blaise was there and started -what sounded like- trashing his dorm.

"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry... I'm a horrible person. I'm just like him, I made you hate me, I made you scared of me. I'm a terrible friend. And... and... when I realised what you did to yourself because of me, I wanted to stop. I tried to but he..." Draco didn't finish his sentence, he only buried himself deeper into my chest, wrapping his arms around me tightly as if I may evaporate the second he let go. Of course I wouldn't, he just said the words I had been waiting to hear since the first day of school, way back in September. I loved him too dearly to throw fifteen years of friendship down the drain. But then again, no one had hurt me like he had before. If anything, those words hurt more coming from him.

I shook my head trying to calm my racing thoughts, I wrapped my arms around him as well, bringing him even closer to me -if that was humanly possible. And we lay like that for quite some time. We both knew I wasn't going to deny what he said about being a terrible friend, because in the last nine months he had been. I just didn't want to be angry with him anymore. That was all I needed him to say... to say that he was sorry and actually mean it.

Slowly I began to pull away from the hug, to sit up; my body ached. We had arrived back to the Manor, had a lovely evening meal and caught up of what had happened while Draco and I were away at Hogwarts. Apparently not that much. However, it meant that I got to bed later than usual and my body was already drained from the journey. I stretched out again, and reluctantly crawled out from beneath the sheets, much to the un-amusement of Draco, who pouted childishly when I pried myself from his grip.

"Ahem... can you leave?" I looked at him and then at the door.

"What? Why? I thought we are back to being friends now?" He looked confused. Truth was yes I forgave him and had healed from his words, but I wasn't going to have him around me 24/7 again. Also, I wanted to shower and change into my clothes and we have never been that close and I wasn't prepared to be... maybe one day in the future but not right then.

"Yes, no we are but... I'm... um well I want to have a shower and get dressed" I was very awkward and self conscious as I was only in a very thin silk pyjama set, I crossed my arms over my chest suddenly becoming very aware of my breasts being almost on full show.