Little Miss Diggory || A Draco Malfoy Love Story

Chapter 73

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Layla

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"Do you know why I listen to that radio, every night? Do you! To make sure I don't hear Ginny's name or Fred or George or Mum or-"

They were arguing... Again. It seemed as though that was all they ever did since they found the locket. To wear the locket for them meant to be angry and upset with one another. But when I wore it, it was not like that. It was more of a sadness. Though, I couldn't tell you which was worse. Months had passed, but barely any progress had occurred. But it seemed the two of them began hating each other even more as the days dragged.

I gritted my teeth at the mention of his family. The distraction, gone. Charles, Cormac, Jemma and... Draco. God.

Tears streamed down my cheeks uncontrollably, a sick feeling rising in my stomach. I bit down on the side of my mouth, trying to stop myself from sobbing.

"You think I don't listen! You think I don't know what it's like-" Harry yelled, causing me to flinch away and the sick feeling to increase.

"NO! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE! YOUR PARENTS ARE DEAD! YOU HAVE NO FAMILY!"

That was it. I couldn't handle it anymore. I felt my feet carry out of the tent before I could even think everything through. My stomach turned and finally relieved itself of the little food it withheld. Falling to my knees, I gasped for breath.

Charles, Cormac, Jemma and Draco.

I had managed to not think about them like this for so long. And now, all that pain was coming back. What if they didn't make it? What if I lost one of them? How could I-

Oh god.

I began to sob as I leant against the tree behind me. Tucking my legs up to my chest, I lifted the piece of metal that sat against my neck. A locket. Not the one that remained inside with the three of them. The locket Draco had given me for Christmas.

'Don't do this Layla!' That was all I could think. 'You're sending yourself down a rabbit hole. Don't-'

I brushed my fingers against the front, gently clicking it open.

There he was. The first photograph was one of us. Draco and I, in the snow that time. The picture flashed away to one of Charlie and me on my birthday. Next Cedric at the competition. Then another, Draco and I at the Astronomy tower.

I placed my head in my hands and began to silently weep.

I have lost them.

What if I never find them?

I felt the ground shift as someone took a seat next to me. As I looked up, I caught sight of Harry. Tears fell faster, and he wrapped an arm around my shoulder. "He's wrong, you know?" I whispered through my incoherent crying. "They're your family too, so is mine. My siblings all love you, as do his. He's just... He used to do this all the time as kids." He nodded sadly. "It's funny. I've managed to block it all out this whole time. I was upset, yes. But I managed to not think about it. Yet, after Ron saying on silly little thing, I can't get them out of my head."

"Him too?" He whispered, gesturing to the locket in my hands. I nodded, and the tears were falling again.

"I know you don't-" I began.

"No," he cut me off. "I get it. You don't choose who you love. They're just kind of... There. And maybe there really was another side of Draco Malfoy."

"You wouldn't even believe it," I laughed lightly. Harry was good to talk to when he wasn't being a self-righteous prick. I trusted him too.

I thought about Draco again, the first time in the tower.