Professor Malfoy

37 | day eight

Chapter 37
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I skipped the Friday classes and locked myself in my room for the whole day.

I didn't feel like doing anything. Mostly because Draco hasn't been answering my calling for the whole day. Being so far from him is draining all the energy I have, or what's left of it. Walking around the castle and having to look presentable is too much for me, I just need some sleep.

Some sleep, and then he'll come, I tell myself every time I force my eyes to close.

Just 6 more nights, and he'll return back to me.
That's the only thing keeping me alive.

Zion's been trying to get into my room later this day. "I know you're in there," he shouted from behind.

I was laying on my tummy and staring at the
weather outside. It mirrored my mood perfectly - dark and rainy.

"Of course I am, it's locked," I said with a roll of my eyes.

"Why can't you open?"

I even heard him try the alohomora spell, but it wasn't working because I enchanted it to unlock only on my command.

"I want to be alone," I grunted and rolled on the other side of my bed.

"You can't be alone, not like this. Let me help you, Lou...please,"

I'm loosing touch with myself, I don't even know the person anymore. This is not me. I don't get like this when I miss someone, and I most certainly don't get depressed that easily.

"Why can't you talk to me?" I asked Draco through our minds...or more like one mind, since he decided to ignore me.

"Did you even eat today?"

No, I haven't. Not today. Not yesterday.

Actually, I don't remember the last time I had something else than just an apple from the common room buffet tables. I'm living off of herb teas and apples. And the hope that one day, this suffering will stop.

"Just tell me why, are you on a meeting or something?" I keep trying.

I tried to sense if he's in any sort of pain or something that would tell me what he's doing, but the bond...it's like he shut the barrier.

"I will seriously kick the door if I must. You're giving me no choice,"

I sat up with a simple grunt, not the angry one. I didn't have enough energy for that. "I am thankful for taking care of me, but I really, really need some time alone. Please, Zion, just let me be."

"I'm sorry." I heard him say from behind, my heart hurt a bit as his voice got so sad all of sudden.

"No, don't be sorry-"

But he's already walked out of my door before I opened my mouth.

"Draco, I beg you," I tried it one last time.

And waited, and waited, and then, waited some
more.

I could as well waited the whole night for him to say anything.

Which I did.

Not a single word.