The Blood Traitor

An Unwritten Letter

You managed to get into the common room without any more trouble.

You flopped down into a big armchair and tried to get your head straight. Draco was right, you were a traitor. Not to your parents, you already knew that and couldn't care less, but to your friends.

They were probably still at the ministry fighting for their lives and you had betrayed them by, 1:telling Malfoy about Harry's dreams and 2: had been snogging him,the enemy in a closet up until fifteen minutes ago.

You rubbed your eyes and yawned, the right one was starting to get a bit puffy. *good* You thought as you walked up to your dormitory and quietly opened the door. Parvati and Padma were both fast asleep. Hermione's bed was empty except for crookshanks and a copy of "the early development of the European muggle civilization". You hoped she and the others were alright.

You sat down at the desk and looked into the mirror leaning against the wall. Your eye was already purple. You felt ashamed for lying to your friends, but the alternative was worse. They could never find out what happened.

You stood and fetched your quill and some parchment from your school bag. Draco threatening to tell your parents about your so-called treason had made you think.

You hated your parents and you needed out of their horrible pureblood household. You wanted to finally tell them that you thought their bullshit blood supremacy ideals were outdated and evil.

You didn't care if you were disowned, but something stopped you from even scribbling down the address.

As much as these people had ruined your life, they were still your parents. You hadn't loved them or even felt the slightest bit of affection for them in years, you still couldn't do it. Your cowardice was really showing in this moment.

You slowly moved away from the desk and changed into your pajamas.

You sat down in bed and desperately tried to sleep. You tried to find comfort in the fact that Snape had told the order about Harry leaving, but it wasn't enough and you tossed and turned for hours before finally falling into a restless, uncomfortable, state of unconsciousness.