Loving The Boy Who Had No Choice

Chapter 4

"Imara we need to tell you some things." Hermione said to the girl as she did her homework in the common room one night. It's been 2 weeks since she last talked to Draco, even if she sees him Tuesday's and Thursday's. They didn't speak at all. He just ignored her and looked forward. He's been looking abd lately and she wants to help but she doesn't know how to help him, or even why she wants to help him.

"What is it?" "Draco is a death eater. He's been going to the Room of Requirement almost every night he is not watching with you. You need to stay away from him." "We don't even talk Harry. I can take care of myself. I'm smarter then even Hermione. No offence. Harry I can take care of myself." "How do you not talk to him for 3 hours?" Ron asjs exaterated, "Well we close our mouths and don't say anything, barely hear us walking."

"How do you stay awake?" "Sometimes I think I am sleepwalking." She responds, "Imara listen!" Harry says loudly, making her jump. "Don't go tonight Imara." "Harry it is my duty as a Prefect. I can't just skip because my brother tells me to. I'm perfectly safe." "How can you be safe when your with Draco Malfoy?!" Harry whisper yells. Imara rolls her eyes, "I need to go Harry. And plus you don't even have proof Harry."

Imara gathers her things and walk out, meeting Draco at the Great Hall. They walked in silence. It was almost agonizing for Imara. She stopped walking, making Draco stop and stare at her. "Talk or do fucking something Draco. I am half asleep over here and you look fucking dead on your feet. It's been 2 weeks." She almost yells, Draco looks down. "Oh my God!"

She walks forward, leaving him behind. Draco catches up to her pretty easily with his long legs. "What do you want me to do Potter?" "Oh my god. We are there again?" Imara looks at Draco. She looked some what cute to Draco as she was upset. He smirks at her, seeing him smirk makes her groan in agony, she starts walking away again.

Looking down corridors. "Stop leaving me behind." He says to her as he jogs to her. "Then fucking talk Draco." She doesn't look at him. "What has been up with you? You look worse adn worse everyday." She finally gives him a glance. "Yeah your not going to tell me. I get it. The longer you keep things to yourself the worse they get Draco." She says to him.

"How the hell would you know that? You've had the perfect life Imara." She stops so suddenly Draco runs into her. She almost falls but he catches her, turning her around so he could look at her. "Perfect life?" She laughs humuressly. "What?" He asks annoyed, "I've never had the perfect life Draco. My parent's died in fron of me. I was almost two, I remember what happened, barely but I remember."

"I was raised by Muggles who hated me and Harry, abusing us Draco. I got hit everyday for standing up to my little brother because they hated him more then me. I had bruises I had to cover every day." She was getting emotional now, but she didn't want to show that to him. She couldn't help but think he'd tell the whole school. "When Hagrid came to us telling us we were wizards it changed my life. I'm supposed to be in 7th year but Dumbledore thought it'd be best if I can to Hogwarts when Harry did."

Imara looks down, she now noticed Draco's arms around her waist. "My world changed right before my eyes. Harry thought it was awesome. the best thing ever but I was lied to for 12 years Draco. I had to tell Harry how our parent's actually died, how we got these scars." Imara showed him. "I was lost, I felt betrayed by my own parent's who were dead Draco. They died and I still remember the grunts of my father as he fought Voldemort."

Draco looked down, feeling bad for saying anything. "I remember my mother putting me and Harry in his crib, I remember the words that evil snake said, I remember my mother's scream, I remember the green light of his wand. I remember everything. So don't even think that I've had the perfect life Draco Malfoy. Far from it, now my God father is dead.