Obsessed ; Draco Malfoy

045

Kaira Henderson:

"You may, come in." I heard Umbridge's annoying ass voice say. Many people had joined the inquisitorial, and I had joined the Dumbledores Army. I told the group that I had joined it, except Draco. They were okay with it because they weren't in either of the groups, not wanting to engage in these 'childish and and irrelevant' things. I mean, they're not fully wrong.

No Slytherin, except myself, was in the Dumbledore's Army. Of course Draco was in the Inquisitorial squad. He just has to be the teachers pet. I also can't believe how he hasn't apologized to me yet. I know I didn't give him a chance to explain himself in the library, but he hasn't even given any effort to talk to me ever since. It's almost been a week.

I slowly open the door.

"Ah! Ms. Snape! About time. Please, take a seat." Umbridge says and takes a sit of her tea.

Her office was so pink. There were moving picture cats on pink plates stuck around. On pink walls, pink tables, pink chairs, pink seats. Even pink pens! I love the color pink, but God, even this sickens me.

I slowly take a seat, looking around in disgust. Her room sure doesn't match her personality. "Would you like a cup of tea?" She asks. I shake my head side to side, not trusting her.

"Very well." She purposely smiles as I watch her gently putting her cup back down. She knew I wasn't going to take it anyway. "You're going to be doing some lines for me today, Ms. Snape."

I reach in my bag to get a quill but she stops me. "No, not with with your quill. You're going to use a rather special one of mine." She stood up with a bright smile on her face and she gave me a brown feathered pen.

"Now, I want you to right 'I must not tell lies'." She orders. Lies about what?!

This bitch.

I was about to punch her. But I started breathing heavily to calm my anger down, something Tom would tell me to do every time I got angry. It did really help.

"How many times?" I ask bluntly.

"Well, let's say, as long as it takes the message to sink in." She says.

"You haven't given me any ink." I inform rather aggressively, my clear hatred towards her was now shining.

"Oh, you won't need any ink." She answers. I looked at the pen confused, but I started writing anyways. I just want to get this over with.

As I was writing my 21st line, I felt something tingling on my left hand. But shook it off and started writing again. Maybe I'm almost done, until it kept on hurting.

"Ah." I slowly tell myself. My eyes started to burn at the burning sensation, but I didn't wanna show it. I saw that something was getting carved into my skin. It was getting harder and harder for me to see as tears started to pool in my eyes with pain. It felt like I was getting a tattoo, but not normally. As if a toothpick was carving it.

'I must not tell lies' was carved on my skin.

"Yes?" Umbrdige asks me with a fake worried expression on her face. God, her face itself just drive me mad.

"Nothing." I lie with my eyes watering, I could barely see her.

"That's right. Because you know, deep down, that you deserve to be punished." She says, getting closer by each word. But I stay in my spot, glaring at her with my blurry eyes.

"You may leave now." She says, and without another word, I bolt out of the room. I was walking fast while crying. I couldn't even see where I was going. Blood dripping from my hands. I just want to go home to my Mum and siblings. I want to go back to the time where none of this happened. To the time where Jake Henderson was an actually nice human being. Before he killed my mother. Before he killed us all inside out.