FORBIDDEN (Draco Malfoy X Reader)

CHAPTER 57

I was blinded by anger and fury for my fathers disgusting idea. He was doing everything in his power to make my life a living hell, but he seemed to think it was alright because at least he was arranging a funeral for Y/N.

I wasn't sure if I wanted a funeral. Not that I had much say in anything these days, it didn't seem to matter what I wanted. A funeral meant I had to say goodbye, it meant I had to move on and let her go. I wasn't ready.

As more days past I'd hear my parents raised voices, yelling about my arranged marriage. My mother didn't want this to happen either, but my father wasn't having any of it. He was adamant that this was what the family needed. What I needed was a bottle of Fire Whiskey so that's exactly what I went to get.

I trudged down the stairs into the hallways and made my way for the kitchen only to find my parents and the Greengrass's, stood in the entry hall of the manor.

Fucking, great.

I tried to just walk on by, as if I wasn't there but I was and my father saw me.

"Draco, boy come and greet our guests" He said, I could hear the warning tone in his voice and didn't dare try and argue with him in front of people.

"We were just discussing some arrangements for the wedding. We were wondering who you would like to Marry ?" Mr Greengrass asked.

Were these people actually fucking sick in the head ? I didn't want to marry anyone. Clearly the dark magic had gotten to them.

I couldn't bare to answer, so my father stepped in.

"The funeral will be next week, the wedding following just a week after so that the affairs aren't too close"

"Yes I think that would be a splendid idea" Mr Greengrass agreed.

I felt sick. Very sick. I could feel the bile rising in my throat and I struggled not to heave my guts up onto the marble floor.

"It was lovely to see you Draco. We will make you acquainted with the Greengrass sisters next week" Mr Greengrass smiled.

A tight smile formed across my lips and as soon as he was out the doors, I was heaving. My mothers hand rubbing light circles on the back of my shoulder. She quickly cleaned the mess up from the marble with a flick of her wand.

"You have got to pull yourself together" Lucius hissed.

"You have got to stop arranging marriages people don't want!" I yelled back.

I grabbed a bottle of Fire Whiskey from the kitchen and trudged back to my room, making a good show slamming my door behind me. I flopped back onto my bed and uncapped the bottle, glugging some down so that I could feel it burning my throat. It seemed that, that was the only thing I could feel these days.

I'd finished the bottle within half an hour and was laying across my bed will the empty bottle resting lightly in my left hand. It was at times like these I truly wondered what I was doing with myself. Y/N wouldn't want this.

I sat up, the effects of the whiskey instantly hitting me. I ran to the bathroom, dropping to my knees heaving. Somehow I still had the bottle in my hand when I stood up. I looked down at the empty bottle and instantly had the urge to gag again. I vanished the bottle and crawled into bed. I needed to stop with the alcohol it wasn't helping, it was making it worse.

My head was light and I was sweating. I downed a sleeping draught and fell into a slumber, only hoping to wake up a little less of an alcoholic.