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𝐖𝐀𝐒 y/n making the school's notorious fuckboy blush?
y/n got out of the shower, allowing draco to use it after her. they did not speak to each other after that.
y/n dried her hair with her wand and snuggled up into the bed.
it's been a while since she had fallen asleep while alone in bed. she was always sleeping over in tom's dorm, she basically lived there permanently.
she did not realise how scary the dungeons were at night till this moment. it was freezing cold and there was barely any light coming through the bedroom windows.
she tried to push those thoughts away and shut her eyes, but each time she did, the image of the serpent lunging towards her played in her head. it was absolutely terrifying.
she rolled around the bed, flipping from her left to the right side. but no matter which position she was in, she could not stop thinking about the slytherin beast.
she also did no't know how to feel about how tom sacrificed himself for her.
but maybe he deserved it, maybe if he had not killed myrtle in the first place, they would not have found themselves in that position.
but then again, if she had not followed him into the chamber he would not have to save her.
she then thought about myrtle, the words that left tom's words after he killed her.
'i'm doing this for you.'
a poor innocent girl got killed because of her. in fact, she was there when it happened, she could have stopped tom but out of the instinct of fear she hid behind the wall and watched it happen.
panic started flowing through y/n's body, her chest heaved up and down as her vision got blurry.
a swirly sensation filled her stomach as her feet and hands tingled.
she felt as if she was slowly spiraling and losing control.
she was having a panic attack.
she started to feel hot and kicked the duvet off her body, trying to calm herself down by taking deep breaths but nothing was working.
