𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 | D.M

~31~ 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘎𝘪𝘳𝘭 ~31~

{𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏}

It was beautiful, until it wasn't

The weeks drift on by and it was finally the weekend.

Winter had started to come which meant snow had started to fall.

You hadn't spoken to Draco in weeks and It seemed as though he'd just disappear and reappear only moments later.

You make your way to the Gryffindor common room.

"Oh hey Neville" you say with a smile.

He smiles back at you and gives you a wave before heading out to meet up with Luna and Hanna.

You walk into the common room, a fire cracking in the distance.

Harry, Ron and Hermione sit on the couch having a noticeably low conversation.

"Have you tried talking to her?" Hermione asks towards Harry.

"Obviously Hermione" Harry says annoyedly.

Their conversation continues on in hushed tones.

"Erm- Hey guys" You say.

They look up at you.

"Oh hey Y/n" Hermione says plastering on a fake smile.

You look at them in confusion.

"Aren't we still going out for butterbeers?" you ask.

They all share a 'oh. right' look.

"Er- yeah we are" Harry finally says.

You notice that a certain raven haired girl wasn't among them.

"Hey, where's Deli?" You ask.

Hermione looks down.

"She doesn't want to come." Harry says lowly.

You look around. "Huh? She told me yesterday that she was looking forward to it" you say.

Ron eyes you.

"Well she's not in the best mood today, Y/n" Harry mumbles.

"Let me go and talk to her." you offer, starting up towards the stairs.

Harry walks towards the stairs, blocking it off. "Y/n, it's best you don't" he mutters.

You glare at him. "I'm her best friend so move, Potter" you hiss annoyedly.

He glares at you. "Well I'm her boyfriend." he quips annoyedly.

You let out a sharp breath. "Can I please talk to her?" you whisper slowly.

He sighs and moves over, letting you through. You start up the stairs towards her room.

Delilah's POV:

I felt like fucking shit.

The wave of depression hit me like a fucking rock.

I didn't want to do anything or go anywhere.

I just wanted to lay in my bed and drown in my own sadness.

I was so unmotivated and sad.

There was a knock on my door.

I barely got any sleep.

"Deli, it's me" Y/n calls.

I wipe my eyes.

"Come in" I mumble.

She opens the door and walks in. "Hey. What's up? I thought we were gonna hangout today?"