How deep is the lake. ( Draco Malfoy story 18+ )

The Lock.

Trigger warning.

This chapter talks about abuse and self harm.

Draco traced shapes on my back to help me sleep, it worked well because it was the last thing I remembered before I was awoken by Pansy shouting at Draco.

"Draco let me talk to Venus right now or I'll-I-I'll hit you" She slurred.

"No you won't Pansy, She's sleeping right now just go back to bed" Draco pleaded as he tried to keep Pansy out.

"Pansy go away. Do not talk to me while you're drunk. Because you know if you start a fight that I'll win" I called out from the bed

"Vee please I-"

"Pansy just fucking go away" I shouted.

"Pansy just leave." Draco said before he closed the door.

I sighed as I turned in the sheets. She had pissed me off, but when Pansy's drunk she starts fights she can't finish. I'll talk to her in the morning. I felt Draco climb into bed.

"What time is it?" I questioned

"Just about two in the morning. May I ask a question Venus?" He said softly

"Depends what it is"

"The barbed wire, why did your father put it up?" He continued. I sighed before I answered

"Mother was a witch. And Dad didn't want me to become like her. So once I got my letter Dad tried everything to stop me from going. He burned the letter, he beat me and cut me for being like her, for being a witch. His final idea to stop me from going was to put barbed wire all along the gates of the house so I had no escape. And I knew I had to get away. So when Dad was passed out drunk one night as usual, I packed the little of what I had into a trunk and left. I threw the trunk over the wire. Then I climbed through it.

It cut through my clothes, my back, my legs. My stomach and neck got cut too. Some of my hair as well.
A lot of the other scars are ... my own doing. And others are from my fathers doing." I told him, I felt a tear escape my cheek. It was one of the worst nights of my life.

"I shouldn't have asked. I'm sorry for asking" He said as he kissed my forehead

"You were curious, it's ok." I wiped away my tear
"At times I wonder if I'm like her, my mother. If I get my stubbornness from her, or my curly hair and my eyes. I know her second name. Nothing more. I can't even remember what she looks like. Or sounds like anymore. She ran when I was young. I used to have photos in my room. But I haven't gone home since I left." I whispered.

"Do you want to go back? To your home?"He asked

"I try not to think of it. I think I do. But I don't want to revisit the place that I grew up in. I don't want to go back to the place that set the burden of being me on my shoulders." I felt another tear roll down. "I've heard things. Of the Lestrange name. Things that make me glad that I'm a Smith. But I'm not glad to be a Smith either. I think I'm just glad to be Venus."

"You're Bella's daughter." He sat up in the bed. " My aunt, you're her daughter. She told me about you when I was younger. She would tell me about you. And how your father wouldn't let her take you. Venus you're Bellatrix Lestrange's daughter."

"Y-your aunt- So does that make us cousins Draco" I moved away.

"No no it doesn't, the Malfoy's they found me. It's not- I'm not their biological son. Bella used to look after me. She's my mothers sister. You're her daughter." He spoke with astonishment. "And looking at you now, I don't know how I didn't see the resemblance."