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(A/N: Trigger warning in this chapter, will be indicated with stars: **)

The voice in his mind looks like this
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Luna's POV
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I wasn't surprised that i was resorted into Slytherin, thinking about all the horrid thoughts I've thought and thing I've done to my old bullies. I remember the Gryffindor that came up with my nickname: Loony Lovegood. He never did end up going back to the Gryffindor tower. I turned around to face the crowd, all their faced were either contorted with disgust or surprise, I looked Cho Chang, one of my long time bullies, straight in the and made my eyes glow red just long enough for her to see and gasp in fear. I walked down the steps and through the great oak doors towards my new common room. I suddenly remembered that Fred and George were also sorted into Slytherin. Most people would have thought that i wasn't paying attention when i look around dreamily. But really its the complete opposite. I really cant believe that the people in the great hall were surprised that the twins were sorted into the house of ambition and "evil", if you look closely enough at the two of them they don't really seem that "Gryffindor". Ive joined in on a couple of their pranks and tagged along when they planes them, the ideas they came up with were horrendous. I loved it, I loved them. I had had a crush on the two of them for AGES. Ive also knew them since i was 4. Being one of the oldest pure-blood families in Britain has it ups and downs. There was the annual pure-blood ball where i met them with my late mother. I missed her a lot but i get through easily enough.
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Harry's POV
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Draco pulled me into our dorm, it was HUGE. It was far larger than the Gryffindor dorms. But the thing that still confuses me is why Draco is being so nice to me, all through our five years of schooling since I regrettably rejected him on our first day that Hogwarts he has made it seem that his life goal was to make my life living hell. Now, something changed in him, I don't know what but it's something. It makes me like him even more, I never knew why I did like Draco, maybe it was the way his cool grey eyes glittered in the sun, or how his very rare smile lit up the room. Or maybe it was the infamous smirk that was jaw-dropping, I don't know. I was pulled out of my thoughts by the door opening, I quickly swung my head around towards the sound, instantly regretting it because I got so dizzy my knee's buckled beneath me and I stumbled. I was caught by a pair of porcelain-colored arms.
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Draco's POV
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I was about to knock on the bathroom door because Potter has been in there for about ten minutes and I wanted to make sure he was okay. I mean, like, he's been my crush since first year. I care about him even though i shouldn't. My hand was and inch away from the door when i heard muffled sobs (sobs autocorrected to soba XD) coming from behind the door. All of the worst scenarios rushed into my mind, did he hurt himself?, is he sick?, what the fuck happened. I didn't bother to knock and tried to turn the knob only to find that it was locked, oh great, I thought now i have to either break the door down or try to get him to open it. I decided to go with the second option because i don't really want to go up to Snape and say:
"Oh, uh, Professor Snape?, could you make me a new door i kind of broke mine down because Harry locked himself inside and i was panicking." Lovely conversation starter don't you think? Anyways that was beside the point, i knocked on the bathroom door.
"Potter are you alright in there?, you've been in the bathroom for 15 minutes." The crying quickly ceased and I heard the door unlock and open. In the open doorway was Harry, he had a smile plastered on his face, which i knew way fake from my years of practice, but another contributing factor was that his eyes were red and his cheeks were tear stained. I reached my hand out and placed it on his cheek, as my hand made contact he flinched, barely, but still noticeable. My heart broke to see him like this, broken. I scanned over his body to see if he was hurt but he kept his hands and arms behind his back, I suddenly connected the dots and tears filled my eyes, threatening to spill.
"Harry, show me your arms." His eyes widened in panic, he started to walk backwards towards the bathroom again but i was quicker. I grabbed his shoulder only for him to violently flinch. What happened to this boy for him to be so broken, wait, I could feel everyone of his shoulder bone beneath my palm, when was last time he's eaten? I asked myself silently. (a/n: off topic but i just dropped my oreo and my dog ate it 😭😭😭) All of my old memories can rushing back, memories that i didn't want to remember in a million years. And guess who basically all of them are about, if you guess my father, your correct. The time when I was out to the market to get food for dinner and he found my journal and read it.
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That was the day he found out I was gay, that i liked men, it was also the first day he hit me. I could still remember the feeling of his fist connect with my cheek and his walking stick smash on my back. He then took of his belt, racking my chest and back with bloody cuts and bruises. Then he did something i never thought he would do, he unbuttoned his trousers, along with my pants and underwear. He pulled down his own and without prep or warning thrusted into me.
"Do you like that you disgusting f*ggot?" He said over and over. The pain was excruciating, I screamed my throat sore, he eventually came inside me. Leaving me on the floor bleeding.
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I was brought back to the present by a warm hand on my face. I looked up from where my eyes were studying my shoes to see Harry's worried expression.
"Why are you crying?" He asked, I hadn't even realized that i was crying until now. Thats when I saw it, deep, red cuts all over his arm...

(A/N: i am sooooo sorry for this chapter, my day was shitty and my thoughts were in the gutters. I hoped you liked it!!)

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