-𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬-
post war 7th year
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"I fucking love her. I love her. I think.
Does stalking her still count? It isn't stalking though it's love."-𝐃𝐌
A girl. A boy and a girl...
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"I'm sorry that you don't like me like this"
TALKS ABOUT MENTAL ILLNESS & ABUSE
Before you start this chapter in no way am I trying to romanticize mental illnesses or abuse. Please keep that in mind.
DRACO MALFOY
SHE'S SOBBING HER HEART out to me. She has hair stuck to her damp face and she's gripping the ends of her dress. I place my palm on her cheek. "Is it happening again?" I ask.
She only nods in response. She sniffles a bit before wiping her face off the sleeves of her jacket.
"Why haven't you talked to a psychiatrist-"
She brushed my hand away from her face. "God Draco why can't you just help me yourself!" She shouted. "I am trying to help-"
"No your not!" She snapped. "Did you even know I was diagnosed with a bipolar disorder at the age of 14?" She asked. I raised my eyebrows In shock, the situation is escalating. "Pansy talked about it once." She continued.
"And where the hell were you?"
How did I not know. I'm supposed to know everything about her. I have a box full of her shit, boxes full of them.
A copy of her birth certificate, clothes, hell just a bunch of her stuff.
"Are you lost?" She asked. She got up on her knees to reach my height. She moved her face closer to mine. "Were you fucking Edelyn? Or maybe another one of your sluts" She whispered.
"Were you being a slut yourself Malfoy?"
My heart pounded fast, I felt my hands begin to grow hot. I began to grow hot. I'm angry. I'm angry with my darling Sage. "I could hurt you right now" I snap. "Why don't you? Hurt me" She asked.
"Are you trying to provoke me?" I snap. She looked away from me. "Now why would I want to do that?" She asked.
"Because it's what you fucking do"
Kiss her.
Fuck the shit out of her.
I need to kiss her.
She looked back up to me, looking at me in the eyes. "I don't want you to touc-" I cut her off with a deep kiss. She falls back onto the wall as she pushes her hands onto my chest. She's pushing me away. Why?
