𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 || 𝐃.𝐌

𝟎𝟔𝟎

No smut in this chapter, sorry babes. But almost all the upcoming chapters have smut in them so yeah.

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I woke up in my bed. It's dark. I'm laid in the middle of the bed with the covers over me and I'm dressed in a big dark green t-shirt.

"You're awake."

He's holding my hand, and sitting on a chair beside the bed. He looks concerned and — angry. There's a mixture of emotions spread over his face. He's paler than usual and he looks tired.

"I am," I say, my voice cracks and it sounds like I don't have a voice left, because it's so — faded, quiet.

He's quiet. Doesn't say anything. But his eyes are fixed on me, and without a word or nothing he let's go of my hand.

I try to take his hand back, but he just snatch it away. I raise an eyebrow — slightly confused on why he would do that because he won't let me touch him.

I carefully sit up. A groan escaped my lips as I did so because of the pounding headache in my head. "Fuck,"

"You shouldn't sit up," he mumbled.

"I want to," I said, and sat up against the headboard.

He doesn't say anything and neither do I. Both of us stay silent. He looked at me then glanced away. But my eyes remain on him. He's upset with me for what I did. There's a silence of nothing until he chooses to speak.

"I'm going to get you some food from the great hall," he says and stands up. "Stay in bed and don't go anywhere. I will send Blaise to keep you company while I'm gone."

"I'm not hungry," I say, and tries to get out of bed but the stare he sends me makes me stop and change my mind.

"You have to eat," he says and walks over to the door. "You haven't eaten anything for two days."

"I have been out for two day?" I ask, my mouth slightly opening in shock.
Draco only nods, then walks out of the room and shuts the door behind him.

I run my hand through my hair. There's no scar from where I hit my head but there's a headache. And my hair is soft, — Draco must have been brushing it.

I sit on our bed, and do nothing. Only waits. The door opens and in walks Blaise and Theodore — quiet as mice.

"Hi Blaise, hi Theo," I smile at them. Theodore send me a soft smile back but Blaise doesn't,

"Shh, don't talk." He says and walks over to my side. Take a seat on the chair beside the bed. "You almost scared me to death!"

"I'm sorry," I look down at my shaky hands. "I didn't mean to scare you — I never meant for it to happen."

Theodore stands behind Blaise and puts his hands on Blaise's shoulders, "Don't worry. You're okay and that's all that matters. But I don't know about Draco though, he hasn't been the same since that night. —"

"— He's been angry. And he's been blaming the whole situation on himself. He says that it's his fault that you got hurt. And he's been by your side the whole time — he hasn't been eating with us or spending time with us in the common room anymore. He just keeps saying that he has to be by your side because it was all his fault." The words came spilling out Blaise's mouth, and once he was done he was out of breath.

"Oh,"

"But don't worry. He'll get over it. He's probably not even mad at you — just the fact that well... you almost died." Blaise looked innocently around the room.