amortentia [d.m]

chapter. 28

*** Draco's pov

Freyja is beside me. Snoring.
She insisted on staying with me, even tho I have acted awful against her. I would rather be alone, but she doesn't care.
It's like she's obsessed with me. With the attention I give her, even if it's negative. She feeds on my touch, my attention, my feelings towards her, and me in general.

She's blind, foolish even. I notice she's trying to distance herself, but it isn't working. It's like there's a magnet inside her pulling her to me, whether she likes it or not. She can't control it. Can't control her feelings for me.
She so bloody blind.
Falling for me, falling for a monster.

Seeing her sleeping next to me is painful. Seeing such an intelligent girl make such a horrible mistake. A mistake that will ruin her, ruin everything for her and her future.

Peace before the storm, isn't that what they call it?

Peace. There has never really been peace around me. My father, the dark lord, my aunt, my whole bloody family, really. The only peace for me was Frey, Theo and Pansy.

Was, everything is chaos now.
Nothing is peaceful.
Nothing.

The whole school is chaos. The dark lords presence has be known. Potter is acting like a hero. Like an arse. How is he so great?
Dead parents?
His dumb scar?
The one spell he knows?
His little minions?
'Defeating' me?
I don't get it.

*** Freyja's pov

Draco is awake long before I am. He's sitting up, thinking. His hair is messy, ugly.

Why the hell am I even here?
Shit.

"Draco?" I yawn.
He looks at me, with a curious look on his face.
"Could you bring me the goblet?" I hope he hasn't noticed it smells like me, or whoever or whatever he loves.
He nods and hands me the cup.
I drink, and immediately feel the affects.

"I love you." I go dumb and fluttery. I have to keep him close, till he doesn't need me anymore. Till I can go.
He sits there, mad at me. Mad at me presence. I know he wishes I was gone, away from his mess.

I stared at me for a moment. "Leave." He says flatly.
"Draco, you must understand. I love you." I garb his hand, but he jerks away.
He rolls his eyes. "It's amortentia. You don't love me!" He's furious.
"No, it's isn't." I reply. "How are you certain? You cannot be certain." I continue.

"Leave." He points at the door.
"No. Tell me why you're certain! Tell me!" I yell, only centimetres from his face.
He balls his hands into fists and bites the inside of his lip. "It smell like you! Happy?!" He steps away.

"It does?" My body sinks.
"Yes! Why do you care?! Yours doesn't smell like me!" He cries out with pain in his tired voice.
"I doesn't smell like anything, like anyone!" My voice cracks and tears stream down my face. "I cannot love." My body sinks to the ground, in a puddle of tears.
The pain inside my chest is unbearable, I can't love Draco. Not truly. It breaks my heart every time I look at him. His love is wasted on a person that can't return it. I know he deserves another, some he can love as much as they love him, someone who can bare children, and someone he can have a future with. And I am not that someone, I will never be.

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