CHAPTER NINETEEN: He doesn't own me

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The first sun rays seeping through the windows into my chamber and without invite they open my eyes. I feel half dead. Turning my back on the day I try to fall asleep again, but my stomach makes a good point, that I'm actually starving. Groaning and yawning mess of me, get out of the bed, definitely not ready to face this day and it's events. One look in the mirror and my eyes snapped wide. Dark purple hickeys all over my neck and they don't stop untill the middle of my breasts. The encounter with Mr. Malfoy replayed in my head and two emotions appeared. Lust and anger. Also the knot in my lower part of stomach is still there and big. I really need someone to make it dissapear. 

But he banned me from fucking others..wait..am I truly even thinking about obeying his command? No fucking way! Who he thinks he is? I'm not some toy he owns or his slave, who will do like he says. I'm Sarah fucking Slytherin! I don't take orders from some jerks. If I want to fuck someone, then I will. And that's exactly what will happen.

Thank god for the weekend and no classes. Putting on some turtleneck in the emerald color just like my eyes and black leather mini skirt. Makeup on point and jewelery for the final touch. Maybe I feel like a shit, but I'm for sure not going to look like one. As I pick up my ring on my nightstand I notice the letter from Mia. 

Fuck! I forgot. So writing to her is first thing to do today I guess.

Sealing the letter with our family crest I felt the wave of pure emotions move around my body. Can't wait to see her again. My owl was sitting on his own place and carefully watching my every move. I hand him the letter, but he just turned his head away. I tried it again and he turned his back to me.

You gotta be kidding me! Can't he be at least for once a normal owl?

"Dammit Orion! Could you I don't know..maybe do your job?! " I shouted at him and throw the letter at his head. He took it and I sighed with relief, but then he flought over me and spit it on my head instead. After this he landed on my table. 

"You little motherfucker. Should have bought the snow white owl." I whispered to myself, but he turned his head to me and I knew he heard it. 

"Okay okay.. sorry. In my defense you shouldn't have heard that. Look I would very much appreciate if you could deliver this letter. You will get some cookies after it. What do you say?" I slowly approached him and he finally caved in. With letter in his mouth he flew away to the sky. "I swear his attitude is getting worse and worse. From, who he gets that?" 

The halls of Hogwarts are mostly empty and, when I opened the heavy door to the Great Hall it was completely abonded. I checked time and it was already 11AM. I fucking missed breakfast. So trip to Hogsmade it is. I really need some food and sugar. Although some drink sounds nice as well. Without more time wasted I apparated to Hogsmade and I found myself standing infront of pub called Three Broomsticks. This have to do, not fancy and probably the only one near. Here goes nothing. Little bell rings, when I walked in and few faces turned towards me. After they noticed, who I am they started whispering to others to look at me as well. How much I love this.. I sat down on the furthest table in a corner and scanned the menu. 

"What is it going to be Miss?" Older, little dirty woman asked me. 

"I would like the french toast please and cider." I ordered and she nodded headed into the kitchen I assume. Looking around the pub I immidiately thought, that twins must love it here. They don't ask any questions or if you are old enough and you can do whatever you want here. Just their thing. They are probably here very often. Just the image of them here with me made me realise how alone I actually am. At least now. Maybe I will visit my home and who knows I could finally have the guts to do what I planned on doing. Completely lost in my thoughts I didn't notice the figure towering over me and casting shadow to fall on me. Only the loud cough he made to catch my attention worked. I looked up and my green eyes met with the onyx ones I know too well already. 

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