𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐓; DM FANFICTION

Chapter 9

I made a playlist on Spotify the title says it all. The playlist includes-

Unholy- Hey violet
Apocalypse- Cigarettes after sex
Mrs Magic- Strawberry guy
Pretty when you cry- Lana Del Rey
Old money- Lana Del Rey
Happiness is a butterfly- Lana Del Rey
Cake- Melanie Melanie Martinez
Cinnamon girl- Lana Del Rey
Reflections- The Neighborhood
Roslyn- Bon Iver, St. Vincent
Michelle- Sir Chloe
As the world caves in- Matt Maltese
Me and my husband- Mitski
Freak- Lana Del Rey
Blue jeans- Lana Del Rey
I love you- Billie Eilish
The Cigarette Duet- Princess Chelsea
Supermassive Blackhole- Muse
National Anthem- Lana Del Rey
Guys my age- Hey violet
Love the way you lie pt. ||- Rihanna, Eminem

Those are the songs I have added so far! If you'd like to play it on Spotify you are more than welcome to! I'll add more songs that I can think of. Thank you for 1K reads and over 100 votes!
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DRACO MALFOY

HE WON'T TOUCH you. If he does I'll kill him. I will kill him with a smile on my face. You belong to me and only me. I repeated the 27 words in my head. She belongs to me. On me, with me. She is not his. The rage started to grow as I'd imagine another guy stripping her of her clothes. That should be me. Only me.

"Hey," Sage said. "Are you alright? You seem to have your feathers in a bunch."

I turned to look at her as she took a seat next to me on the bench. We're alone in the courtyard. It's dark and only two fancy street lamps gave light. "What's this?" She pulled out a red ruby box.

My eyes grew wide. "Why do you have that?!" I shouted. She jumped in fear. "I'm sorry- I'm really sorry I was just trying to show you a new ring my mother got me..." I hated it when she apologized.

I looked at the small box. It wasn't ruby red. It was small and black. What the fuck? My heart started to pound faster. "I'm sorry- I thought-"
I took a few deep breaths. "Forget it. It isn't important and I'm sorry I was frustrated and I- I shouldn't have shouted at you." She gave me a look of confusion.

Her eyebrows soon became unfurrowed and she bit her lip. "No- you forget it. I hope you're better by tomorrow." She got up and slipped the box into her bag. "Sage-" She continued to stuff her items in her bag. Ignoring me. She does not ignore me.

"Sage-" she isn't listening. She threw the bag over her shoulders. "Sage listen to me!" I shouted. She jumped and turned to look at me. "You listen to me." I said sternly. "I said sorry." I stood up. She bit the inside of her mouth.
"I said sorry. I said sorry." I repeated.
"Just come here and you'll be alright." I said. She looked at me in shock and looked around the courtyard. "Malfoy- is there someone else here?" She asked with a shaky voice.

Before she could answer I pulled her into a hug. I stroked her hair lightly and kissed her temple. She didn't hug me back. So sensitive.
"Just hug me back..." I whispered in her ear.
"Just hug me..." I want her to hug me.

Why isn't she hugging me? I felt her hands slowly wrap around my back. "Just hug me..." I repeated. She held onto my back tightly. I needed her. Only her. "Why are you upset...?" She whispered quietly. "It isn't important." I said.
She buried her forehead into my shoulder.

"I will always—protect you. I will never ever hurt you Sage." I said. She nodded into my shoulder.
"I promise." I whispered.

"You promise?" She asked. "I promise my love." I whispered. She nodded into my shoulder. I felt the watery substance dampen my shirt through the thin fabric. "I promise." I repeated.

I will keep that promise. I will always protect her. She's mine.

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I sat at the desk in my bedroom alone. Wearing black glasses and a plane grey shirt. I ran my hands through my hair in frustration. I don't know what to write. What do I write? Why do I want to write?

I groaned in frustration. What do you write to a father who is in prison? Who deserves nothing for ruining your life. I stare at the dark mark on my forearm. It's not ever coming off is it? I rolled my eyes and dipped my quill into the black ink.
I know exactly what to write. I smirked a bit and glided my quill against the brown parchment.
Two words. So easy.

I looked at the fancy written words.

Fuck you.

It read. I dipped the quill back into the ink.

I folded the paper and left it onto the table. An owl can send it out later. I grabbed the green box on my desk. Filled with pictures of Sage.

Her sleeping. Walking. Talking. Eating. Writing.

she doesn't know. I don't think she ever should. After all. What she doesn't know won't hurt her.

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