Desired | Draco Malfoy & Theodore Nott, 18+

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This chapter contains spoilers for my other book, Cursed. So when Amelie is mentioned, scroll down a bit if you haven't read it. <3.

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Isla stared out of the window.

She was sitting on the sill of it, with her knees dragged up to her chest and her arms tightly wrapped around herself.

The sun glimmered from the spotless sky. She couldn't see one single cloud stain the perfect shade of blue. She'd barely thought about it, how she'd missed the real world while being lost in her own.

It was summer, one of the last days of June.

She hadn't paid any attention to the fact that spring had gone by right in front of her, and she hardly noticed. The trees were crowded in green leaves, thickly so. The breeze dancing through the crowns of them was warm, soothing.

Summer was here, yet it had never felt colder.

Leo left.

After the night he said goodbye to Mila, and Theodore took her memories away — he left with nothing but a backpack and the things Draco had put in order for him.

Muggle passports with several names, money so that he could live without working a day in his life, and a sheet of different addresses that made sure that he wouldn't run out of places to live.

Isla cried as she hugged him goodbye. She cried when he left. She cried when Theo took Mila back to her grandmother's house. She cried that entire night, wrapped up in Malfoy's arms.

He didn't let go of her once, and even when he tried to move, she wouldn't let him.

"I'm sorry," He said. "I'm sorry for doing this to you."

Isla just shook her head when he tried to apologize. She didn't want to hear it. She just wanted him to be there. She wanted them both to be there because it was going to be over.

They were going to be over, all three of them.

When Draco tried to move away as Theodore returned and went down to sleep on the couch, Isla stopped him. She told him to stay. She didn't want to be mad anymore. She would always hate what he did, but she could never hate him for it.

He kissed her as he laid down next to her again, and he let her nestle up against him.

Isla smiled as she thought about it.

''Hi, you.''

Her head snapped at the raspy voice, and she smiled even broader at the look of Theodore, standing in the doorway, watching her.

''Hi, you,'' She whispered. Turning around, her legs fell off the window sill.

Theodore shyly grinned, and he dragged a hand through his curls before walking up to her, striving between her legs. He settled his chin on the top of her head as she wrapped her arms around him.

''Did something happen?'' Isla asked. Worry settled in her tone, ''You seem upset.''

''I'm not,'' Theo mumbled, holding her tight against him, ''I just need to leave for a little while.''

''Where?'' Pushing her palms into his chest, she leaned back and looked up at him, ''The hospital?''

He nodded. Her heart ached.

''I've been putting it off for days to be here with you, but I need to be there today,'' He said. He let his fingers run over her face, tucking a wave behind her ear, ''I'll be back soon. It won't take long, I promise.''