Daddy issues

CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN: An encounter with the pink lady

*Annabella's POV*

The moonlight crept through a crack in the curtains softly illuminating the room in a pale grey. Unable to get back to sleep, I outstretched a hand to reach for my clock and check the time.

Ugh 2am...

To my surprise, a few minutes later there was a knock on my door. It was faint... barely there in fact, but I just about heard it. I carefully detangled myself from Pansy's arms and replaced them with a pillow for her to hug instead and tip-toed over to the door, slipping on my silk robe on the way.

Quietly, I turned the handle and slipped out of the room to be met with the tall, pale figure of one Draco Lucius Malfoy. I rolled my eyes and was about to turn to go back into my bedroom when I felt his hand wrap around my wrist and pull me across the hall and into his room.

"What do you think you are doing?" I hissed at him, trying my best to keep quiet so as to not wake anyone else.

*Draco's POV*

It had been driving me mad all night, how close she had been with Pansy... Then I heard how close they had been getting earlier on. I couldn't take it anymore! Bella was my girlfriend... she hadn't technically broken up with me after all, how dare she let someone else touch her the way I do, especially after how long it took for us to even get there.

"Oh shut up, Bella." I muttered back, realising I still had a hold of her wrist, I pulled her in close to me and wrapped my other hand into her hair and pulled her in for a kiss. I felt her hesitation. I was about to pull away and apologise for my actions when she suddenly grabbed onto my sleep shirt and returned the kiss with even more vigour.

We moved in sync, our bodies colliding as I pressed her up against the wall, our hands becoming tangled in each other's clothes as we were ripping them off our bodies, our mouths I felt her hands roam over my chest and torso, gently grazing over the scars left from the summer. Her movements paused for a second before she moved over to my bed and beckoned me to follow her. I did so and laid down on top of the silk sheets in just my boxers, Bella in just her underwear as well. I could tell nothing more was going to happen, she seemed a little put out after the scar.

*Annabella's POV*

I watched Draco as he lay beside me, I think he sensed that nothing was going to happen tonight as he began to relax and his muscles untensed as he allowed me to curl up and cuddle with him. It was then that I began to cry. I couldn't control it anymore. I tried my best but as soon as I saw and felt his scars I was reminded of the pain of the holidays. The weight of the memories was heavy on my shoulders, unbearable, as I relived each incident where I had to undergo more 'lessons'. By the end of the summer I no longer felt the pain... I was numb. And that was how my emotions stayed since then. There would be moments of joy and pleasure when around friends and excitement with being with Pansy, but I no longer felt myself anymore. I think what made it even worse was that I was completely ignored and given the cold shoulder by Harry, Ron and Hermione, though I feel that friendship died a long time ago...

I felt the tears stream down my cheeks and drop onto Draco's chest.

"Ah!" He yelped, flinching and causing me to sit up, I had burned him with my crying. Quickly, I wiped the tear off of him and gently brushed over the blistering skin. It was stupid anyway, I shouldn't be crying... After all, as Dad and Lucius would say: '"It is not ladylike... Have you ever seen a proper lady sob so hysterically like you?"