-Nightmare-
MENTIONS OF R*PE, ABUSE
ALSO SPAM COMMENTS PLSHe walked over to me grasping my chin harshly, making me scream as his finger nails dug into my cheeks, causing me to bleed.
He threw his hands from my chin to my shirt, ripping it off my body and he tore off my bra and the rest of clothing off in what felt like 2 seconds. I kicked and tried punching as I was squirming all over the place like a two year old. Screams leaving my mouth as he focused on my body, not even looking at my face. I moved more kicking and kicking as he held me down.
I couldn't move. He lifted one of his hands from my waist and I took the opportunity and I punched him in the face. He fell off the cot covering his nose as I tried leaving, I ran to the bars shaking and screaming in hopes someone would help me.
Panting, she woke up with a choked scream. So caught up in the nightmare that Nova hadn't even realized she was crying.
It felt real, almost too real.
Painfully realistic is what she would say.
Her sweat trickled down her forehead and the combination of tears and sweat made a sticky concoction on her face.
She looked around the room, just an empty bed.
Victoria's.
Was she even coming this year?
She left it alone, trying to focus her mind on something else to distract her.
A dress?
A pretty red dress hung from her door, with a little sticky note on it.
She couldn't see from the distance, so she sat up on her bed, slowly hopping off.
Her foots indent in the floor made a few freaking noises, nothing she wasn't used to.
She stumbled in the dark towards the door, finding a match and striking it to see the note. The bright flame illuminated the words to turn out holographic, and it read.
"My darling Nova, picked this up for you earlier today. Wear it next weekend, to the school ball. Although I hate the color red, you would fit it perfectly. Your astonishing body and gorgeous skin would contrast with it amazingly. You're the only one known to man who can pull off the color red. Get some rest beautiful - D.M."
Her cheeks blazed red, the small little fire slowly burning out just in time.
And that note had soothed every problem she had that night.
So she walked back into her bed with a warm smile on her face, and tears still falling down slowly— not being able to sleep. Something was missing.
She needed him, she needed to cuddle up in his arms and fall asleep listening to his heartbeat. She needed the cold of his room canceling out with the warmth of his body, his slender fingers resting on the back of her hair as her head was planted onto his chest.
Nova tossed and turned awhile, struggling to find a comfortable position. So she got up, slipping on some fluffy slippers and tiptoeing down the corridors. Anxiously making her way to Draco's dorm. She had to go down the stairs, and into the boys dormitory hall.
Since it was dark, finding his name on the door was a bit of a struggle, but her muscle memory kicked in as she found his dorm.
She slowly turned the handle, locked.
So she knocked on the door.
"Blaise go away mate i'm trying to sleep."
"It's not Blaise."
She heard silence, before she heard the bed creaking and the sound of a lock being picked.
He swung open the door with his rustled hair, standing in a white t-shirt and some plaid pajama pants.
"Nova?"
"Draco."
He moved out of the way to let her in, a shock of confusion wavering over his face.
She climbed into his bed on the side she usually slept on, and he climbed into his usual spot as well.
"Just couldn't sleep, nightmare." She whispered as he planted a soft kiss onto her forehead. He opened his arms wide just enough for her to crawl into him, being comfortable within an instant.
"Want to talk about it?" His soft yet raspy voice sent a warm feeling throughout her body, who knew he could have such an angelic sleepy voice.
"Just flashbacks from you know." Her voice cracked, on the verge of tears until he pulled her closer, hugging her tighter than ever.
"It's okay, you're with me. Get some rest darling."
And with those few simple words at the end of his sentence, a tear strolled down her cheek. Not a tear of distress, but a tear of joy.
She nodded, burying her head into his chest while he placed a kiss on the back of her head, before flipping them over to where she was backed up into him. Spooning as they fell asleep in each-others arms.
His arm was wrapped around her stomach, rubbing it slowly as she dozed off calmly.
—
"The ball!"
"Who are you going with?"
All she heard was talk about the ball, the school ball on Christmas-eve night. She wished she could cast a charm to shut them all up. She would get detention though, but maybe it was worth it.
"Nova, my little bitch what's up." Blaise nudged her shoulder as he sat down, taking her bacon off her plate.
"Blaise I swear to merlin if you take another piece of—"
"Heard you were going to the ball with Draco."
Nova choked on her food, having to get water to swallow it down.
"Excuse me? Where'd you hear that from."
"Take a wild guess baby girl." Nova was disgusted by those last two words.
"Blaise ew, don't say that."
He burst out in tears, hysterically laughing— catching a few eyes from Slytherin. Nova was embarrassed.
"Okay but no, he didn't ask me. He bought me a dress but he hasn't asked—"
"Hold up? The Draco Malfoy. My best friend, bought the Nova Cyprus, a dress?"
"Yes, yes—"
"I did."
Her's and Blaise's head whipped behind them as Draco strolled up, sitting in between the two in his god like black suit. Looking like heaven and hell on earth.
"Hey Nova." His hand slightly brushed against her thigh, leaving her squirming for a second before he placed it on her thigh, but hardly this time. His grip was tight and bruising.
He delved down into her ear, his cold voice sending lighting down her back.
"It's only the morning, don't be so greedy." That sure shut her up.
"Please mate, not again. Let us have one peaceful breakfeast."
"Okay fine this one time. But you Nova, you need to come with Blaise and I."
"What? Where?"
"Follow me."
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ahhhh hi my loves. this was kind of a small filler chapter bc i'm trying to think of scenes to put in between the plot so yeahhh. can we get to 80k reads before july 10th??
i love you all - juliet <3

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