Chapter 21

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"Just give her to me." His dark voice sneers.

"Fuck. Be careful!" Draco's voice is full of worry.

I am lifted into his arms before he begins his hurried walk down the hall. Get away.

"Y/n?" Snape pulls me closer to his body. "Y/n can you hear me?"

Fuck off.

"She's awake." I hear him address Draco.

"She hasn't fucking moved." Draco responds. I attempt to lift my head only to begin fading back out of consciousness as his voice floods my head.

I knew I should've forced you to let me heal you... You need to listen to m...


"I'm fine, I'm fine." I push the hands away from me as I wake up again. When I open my eyes, I see Snape standing in the back corner of the room attempting to hide his worry as Draco still helps me to sit up.

"Woah there... not too fast." Madam Pomfrey scolds.

"I'm fine, I swear." My hand goes up to my forehead as I cringe away from the light. "It's bright as hell in here."

My hand is healed when I move to look at it. "Sweet." I look at Pomfrey appreciatively. She smiles back as a form of you're welcome.

"Stay here... I'll be right back." She points to the bed I'm sitting on, motioning for me to stay as she leaves my bedside.

Snape is still where he was before. He has one arm wrapped across his torso, holding the elbow of the hand that is fidgeting with his chin.

"I'm fine professor. You can leave now." I dismiss him, irritably.

It was a fucking paper cut. Go make yourself useful instead of staring at me. You're freaking me out.

He stays, ignoring my comment.

"Unless you have anything else to confess to me, Professor, I really am gonna need you to leave. I don't exactly feel safe with my memories so exposed around you." I look away from him and stare at the floor as Madam Pomfrey makes her way back towards us.

Y/n please—

"Is that for me?" I interrupt him, reaching for the pumpkin juice in Madam Pomfrey's hand.

"Yes, dear. Drink up. You lost a lot of blood."

I nod my head, smiling at the woman as I listen to Severus' departing foot steps. A tear escapes my eye and I can't understand exactly why.

I wipe it away as though it never happened. Draco frowns.

"I'll kill him." He mouths, grinning. I smile at him and shake my head.

"I love him." I mouth back. My smile turns sad.

I don't want to love him. I don't want to love anyone.

"I know." His smile turns sad as well.





"Can I ask what happened?" Draco asks as he closes the door to my room.

"Yes."

"Can I ask what happened and you answer honestly?" He rephrases.

"Ou! That's a tough one." I lay back against my bed pretending on whether to consider his question.

"What happened, love?"

I sigh. I take a moment to gather my thoughts. My ceiling is blank. I use it to clear my head and start my memories over.

"He obliviated me." Draco's face turns shocked. "He basically admitted to being in love with me and when I didn't give him the response he wanted he obliviated me." I continue staring at the ceiling.

"Can I ask why that upsets you this much?"

"Yes."

"Y/n." His response is stern, empty of humor.

"Because I lied when I didn't give him the response he wanted. I didn't know how he felt and I wish I would've because I love him so much it hurts. And it's not even about the physical shit. He was always there for me... even when you weren't. He was my best friend, Draco. And I loved him before I fell in love with him. Jesus— I didn't even know I fell in love with him until so hit the dirt.

"And all I want is that time back. I wish he would've left my memories alone instead of being selfish so I could have realized sooner how much he loves me. And the only reason I found this all out was because he left his memories in a pensieve and I found it."

"What did he say once you found it?"

"He was pissed. Until he realized I saw everything and he grew mortified... Then he admitted his love for me and basically said he only did it because he didn't want to feel embarrassed again after Lily."

"Lily!?!!"

"Oh fuck— yeah. Harry's mom gots it goin on I guess." I shrug, never looking at Draco. "Don't tell anyone though."

"Uh huh..."

"Anyways, I got mad and left. Oh yeah and I accidentally broke his ink jar and cut my hand so that's why I passed out."

"Y/n... what are you going to do?"

"I don't know, Draco."

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