The Girl Who Loved

«5th Chapter»

AN: Did I skip my English class because of this? Yes. Was it worth it? Yes. Will I pass my exam? I hope so.

This was fun to write. Or I don't know if fun is the right word to describe this chapter.

My exams start Monday. Wish me luck because I haven't been active in my classes. I'm scared that I don't pass any of the exams.

Well, let's start reading!

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It's been a week since Dumbledore told me to keep Draco Malfoy safe. I don't even know why but he said that professor Snape will tell me everything I need to know. Sadly, Snape only told me to keep an eye on Draco and report everything he does.

That's why I've been snooping around and spying on Draco Lucius Malfoy.

I have noticed that he's really weird.

He bullies people who get on his nerves. He even pushed one first-year student down the stairs. Yes, THE stairs. I'm glad that the boy survived, thanks to Hermione.

He is really mean and toxic and pathetic. He doesn't care if you're a girl or a boy, young or old, he could literally jump on you.

But when he's with his friends, he is different.

One time I saw him smiling, not smirking, he literally smiled. And I couldn't but stare. His smile is so mesmerizing.

I can see that he has only a few people he trusts. I think Blaise is the most important one and after him comes Pansy and Theodore. Grabbe and Goyle are just literal memes in Slytherin.

I'm not really his friend, I'm rather his classmate. We're on good terms, at least for now.

I think I am the only one who knows this one particular side of him. Well, it's because I spy on him and I think it isn't fair to him.

One night I was making sure he was in his dorm. I heard something so I slowly opened the door and I saw him crying.

He was crying so much that my heart shattered. His voice broke my heart.

He didn't see me but I could see there was something on his arms. There was something big on his left arm and his right arm was red. It was red from blood. When I realized what they were I broke down.

I looked down on my wrists and saw them. Marks that will never leave my body. They are there to remind me where I belong, that I'm nothing.

I didn't tell about that night to Snape.

It was too private and I felt guilty for sneaking to his dorm. I want to apologize for Draco but I know I can't.

It's my last detention with Snape. He's reading some kind of book. A couple of rings shine on his fingers and his eyes move with the book's text.

"Is there something you want to say, Ms. Craves?"

Oh shit. Did I just stare Professor Snape?

"I- I just- just wanted to know more about my task", I try to cook up some explanation.

"You've done great work with your task. And now when I still remember I have to take you somewhere tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? I have school, professor."

"Yes, you're skipping. This is a part of your task. Now, go to your dorm and pack your bags."

"Um- Yes, professor."

What the hell? What can be so important that I have to skip school for it?

I see Draco going to his dorm. I have to talk to him.