Eclipse ; Draco Malfoy

Chapter Forty-two

draco malfoy

I emptied my Gringotts vault in exchange for Muggle money; buying the house Aurora dreamed about and this is where I live right now; trying to move forward.

Or not.

As expected, my mother does not want me to leave the manor but I ignored their encouragements. They even sent me some expensive fixtures for my house's finishing touch but I threw them away. Oh, and the house elf they sent me? I gave it a shirt.

I know they thought that I am trying to start over, yet there's part of me that doesn't want to forget. The life I used to live; that's what I want to bury.

I want to bury the memories of hatred and fear every time my mother was being under my father's control, because growing up every time she was afraid, so was I.

Honestly, I wasn't thinking of moving on. I bought this house to be alone; to fulfill my promises to Aurora. I bought this house as an escape from all the wrong things I have committed.

Aurora saved my life. She taught me everything; about love, about life, about hope and trust for the long journey ahead. I always wanted a life with her, but now she's gone.

I'm getting sick of staring at my ceiling. Days circles over and over again. I wake up in the morning, waiting for the sundown. I drown myself with alcohol, trying to forget the pain everyone caused me and every pain I have caused everyone.

The sun was about to hide. I flipped the switches of the lights, turning on each of them as if my house was a lighthouse. I hate darkness but could you blame me?

All my life, I was living in the dark. I had no choice; not a single one. I had to obey my father in each orders he deploy. I had to follow him even if I didn't want to.

It was a brand new experience for me to take care of myself. I used to live with everything in front of me; spoiled and spoon-fed. All my life the house elves do the chores and I never had the chance to learn it myself. I don't even know how to clean and cook even if I use magic.

So, I drown myself with alcohol, stomach empty. Before I sleep, I make sure to finish a whole bottle of Firewhiskey. Why you may ask? When I'm drunk, I can feel Aurora's presence.

When I'm drunk, I can see her in my dreams. I even talk to her as if she's still alive. Sometimes, I dream of her and our child.

In my dreams was her, singing songs and telling stories. And then the next morning I would wake up, only to realize that her absence haunts me again.

Of course, I didn't forget my Aurora. I couldn't do that. What Weasley said was true. The memories of her come at such random moments whenever I feel empty, replacing the emptiness within me with tears.

But how am I to fill that emptiness when that spot belongs to Aurora and Aurora only?

Like every nights before, I would count from one to ten, calming the storm within me and count from one to one hundred before I close my eyes and hibernate.

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george weasley

"We're home now." I sighed, "It's an exhausting day, innit?" I added as I throw the keys of the car on the center table. "What do you want to do now, beauty?"

"I'm tired, George. My feet are aching and I want to relax myself." she replied as she slowly sit down. "I promise I'd arrange our stuffs tomorrow."

"No, I would do that. Stop stressing yourself. By the way, this place was beautiful, beauty, but not as beautiful as you." I complimented, "I can't believe I will be living in a Muggle residence from now on."