Protective [D.M]

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I sat in my bed in the middle of a big dark room, the wind blowing behind the windows, causing the room to have a chilly feel to it. But I didn't really mind.

I kept coming back to what Snape had told me. I don't understand him at all, he is doing the exact opposite of what he's telling me to do.

I laid down and kept staring at the ceiling, with nothing but confusion running through my mind. I was so sure about my decision to be here and to stay here, but Snape can just always make me question all of it.

I know I'm stubborn enough to not do as he said, but it also made me very hesitant now. After all, Snape wasn't the only one to warn me about Theo's dad.

I couldn't help but think that maybe they had it all planned out before. Draco talking to me seemed very out of nowhere so I'm not surprised if Snape would've made him talk to me to convince me.

But he should know that Draco is the person I trust the least, after all, he did. I struggle with the fact that I even have to see him. I can't do anything about them staying at Theo's house, although I still don't understand why.

I heard steps coming from outside my door, and I sat up in bed to see if I could guess who it was. The steps were heavy but quick. They walked right past my door.

When I heard that they had passed my door without entering, I laid back down. I'm confused, what am I supposed to do here for the rest of the day? I don't want to stay in this room that long.

Suddenly the steps were back behind the door. This time I could hear them passing my door closer than before. I sat up and listened carefully, for someone talking.

Complete silence except for the steps. Who is that?

I fight the urge to get up from bed and go look who it is. I forced myself to stay in bed and wait.

Within seconds, the person walking in the hallway had stopped right in front of my door. I can see their shadow from under the door.

"Y/n?" An already known voice spoke from behind the door.

I decided not to answer, maybe he'd think that I'm not here.

Boy was I wrong. Without getting my permission to enter, he slid himself through the door and stepped inside the room.

"I have a few more things," Snape said first, after seeing me staring right back at him from the bed.

"I don't want to hear it. You can just leave," I say shortly, without getting up from bed.

"Except this is important Y/n, you're going to want to listen to this," he said, coming closer to the bed, finally taking a seat right on the edge of it, leaving me behind him.

"I know you are mad at me Y/n, and you have every right to be, but you have to know that some of it was definitely for your own good," he said.

"My own good? Which part of that could possibly be for my own good?" I don't want to listen to him, but don't have a heart to throw him out yet either.

"It's about Draco," he said, turning his look to stare at the door far in front of him.

"Draco? What do you mean? How he started randomly ignoring me? I don't want to hear anything about it. " I scrunched up the blanket, wrapped my arms around it, and pulled it against my stomach.

"Y/n, this is exactly what I'm talking about. To you, it seems like it, but in reality, it's different," he slightly turned his head to the side but didn't look at me.

"Isn't that exactly what happened though? Also, why are you even talking for him?" I asked.

"He doesn't know I'm telling you this Y/n,"