Chapter 3

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  River

Tw// mention of abuse

    After three long hours of detention I finally walked out of Flitwicks classroom and tried making my way to the common room when i was stopped by my father saying my name not to far behind me. "River," his cold voice causes me to stop in my tracks. I turn around as i hear his footsteps approaching me closer.

" Yes?" He was standing only about a foot away from me now.

" I heard what happened in Flitwicks class today. Hadn't i told you to stay away from Malfoy multiple times?" He had an annoyed expression.

" Yes. He's human father, he can still talk to me no problem." I say with attitude. He rolled his eyes, getting frustrated.

" Then maybe I shall talk to Mr Malfoy about keeping his words AND hands to himself." I felt like turning away from him and just walking down to the Slytherin common room. But that was the quickest way to get me sent back to Durmstrang, so I stayed and listened to his nonsense.

" You're being so unnecessary, what did Malfoy even do?" i had been left in the dark about a lot of stuff because of my dad. It always made me feel distant from him, even though i know he tried to do it for my safety.

" We've discussed this River, Malfoy and his family are not someone we associate with, no matter what they did, they are bad people." He repeated for the ten thousands time just that year. i roll my eyes at him.

" it's not fair that i don't know dad." he scoffs and kneels down so he is face to face with me

" Life isn't fair, you should know that by now." He then stands up straight again and walks back the way he came down the hallway. I storm off to the Slytherin common room, no one was in there because it was around 10pm. I didn't want to go back to my dorm and deal with Pansy's snoring so i just plopped down on the couch while i waited for Malfoy to come down, even if it was against my fathers wishes.

      I studied for a while before i heard steps coming down from the guys dormitories. My nerves got the best of me when Draco appeared at the last step. I couldn't read the expression on his face considering how dark it was in the stairway he was standing in, but he still made his way over to me. As he came towards me and into the light i could see his bruised eye a little better now, he had a blank expression on his face as he sat on the chair next to the couch i was on. Silence filled the room, i opened my mouth to say something but didn't know what i would even say to him right now. Usually i would say something rude or snarky, but the silence was calming as we both stared into the fiery flames consuming our eyes.

He finally broke the silence by saying "I want to talk to you about your father." he said turning his head over to the door leading into the common room. I looked away from the fire, his bruised face caught my eye once again, i was still confused on how he had gotten it.

" And i want to talk about your bruised face." I reply, he sighs and stares me in the eyes

" That's non of yours or anyone else's concern, Snape." he snaps rudely " Can we for once not fight? I came here to have a civil conversation about your fucking father" I could tell his bruised cheek bone was a touchy subject, i could also tell it was not from a student, he would have gone straight to the headmaster if it had been. He loves getting others in trouble. But he couldn't have done that if it was an adult out of this school.

" What about my father then, Malfoy?" I snap back with all the attitude i had left in me after today.

" He gave me an F in his class because you just HAD to sit at our table. I want you to convince him to raise my grade." he answered confidently, like i would actually do him that favor.

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