Protective [D.M]

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Last night I made it back around nine when it was already a little dim outside and it got cold in the woods. I walked around for hours before I finally turned back.

I walked back in without an issue and headed straight up the stairs without anyone even coming to talk to me or anything. After what Snape just laid on me I expected him to at least pretend he's worried about where I went, but I guess not.

I couldn't sleep for hours, thinking about the talk we had. I felt so torn, part of me understood Snape had been through a lot too, but the other, and a lit bigger part of me, needed me to not forgive him that easily after everything.

It wasn't that much about holding a grudge, it was mostly about needing time to get used to the thought of those things, and think it through in my head. Once I've done that, I can think about what I'll do with Snape.

Something like this, all of these things combined, couldn't be forgiven so easily. Including the fact that there couldn't be any trust after all of these lies, he had told me. 

If he had kept all of these things from me, I didn't even want to think about the things that I hadn't yet found out or didn't even know to suspect. There could be a lot more secrets hidden within him, that I might never even find out. Not on my own at least.

But then again, being mad at someone takes a lot of energy. I wanted to believe that he had a good enough reason for not telling me, but I couldn't imagine what the reason could've been.

He said that my mom was with someone else at the time, why couldn't he just tell me. Also that she had moved away! I had never met my mother, of course knowing she is gone was going to be rough, but lying to me that she had moved away and given me hope that maybe one day I could find her was just low.

My eyes went wide open when the sun rays hit my face right through the window. The day of the ball had arrived. Something that I had been quite excited about was now making me very anxious.

I would lie if I said I wanted to see all the people that would be attending, but honestly, this was the peak of my holiday, so I had to make it enjoyable.

Maybe Theo and I could get another practice in before the big ball tonight. I believe it isn't until the evening, so we should have time.

I pushed myself to sit in bed and brought my legs over the edge and placed them on the ground. I got out of bed and walked straight out of my room with a clear destination in front of my eyes. Theo's room.

I tried not to look around in the hallway at first to avoid anyone that could be there, but I couldn't ignore all the people going back and forth anxiously. I think they're getting everything ready for the ball.

I was close to reaching Theo's door when someone's cold hand landed on my arm.

"Oh good, you're up, darling," a woman's soft voice said.

I turned to face her and recognized her half-blonde hairdo. It was Draco's mother.

I gave her a nod, not sure what I was supposed to respond to that.

But then she leaned closer, looking around a little nervously, almost like she was scared of someone catching us. I looked at her pretty surprised.

"Y/n, I was hoping that before the ball, you could have a chat with Draco," she said lowering her voice and looking behind her.

"No thank you," I said shortly, grabbing the doorknob of the door to Theo's room.

"Y/n, listen to me," she suddenly grabbed my arm, keeping me from turning the knob in my hand.