I lay on the ground, surrounded in a puddle of my own blood and tears. Sighing, I slowly pushed myself up and rose to my feet. My legs trembled with every step. I slowly managed to make my way towards my bed. I thought I'd be able to last at least a few more days, but at this rate, I wouldn't be surprised if I died tonight. I stared out my window with a tired expression. My classmates had been visiting me every now and then throughout the day. Every time they asked me what's wrong, I'd tell them I had a mere fever, but it was far more than that. By now, just about everyone in my class had turned up at my door at least once to see if I'm alright. Everyone except them. I turned my head as I heard a knock on the door. I shakily rose from my bed and approached the door, stopping to lean on something every now and then to keep myself from collapsing. I don't know when I stopped bothering to fix my appearance, but I did. I opened the door to find both Hermione and Ron staring at me with wide eyes.
"Hey guys." I croaked out.
"Save your energy." said Hermione with tears brimming in her eyes.
"Don't cry." I said, my voice weak and frail.
"Damn it!" yelled Ron as he threw his fist into the wall. "Why didn't you listen?! Come on! I almost lost my life because of this damn disease! I will not stand by and watch the same happen to someone if I can help it!"
"No." I stated, my voice sounding stronger than it had ever been in the past few days. "I'm not getting the treatment. We went over this."
"Y/N... why..? Is all of this pain worth it?" asked Hermione. I nodded my head.
"It doesn't matter now. Today might be my last day." I said, putting on a smile. "It feels like my throat is on fire. Thorns don't show mercy, do they?" I let out a light laugh, but it only resulted in me turning my head away from the door so I could cough some more. "I'll be fine." I said, turning back towards them as I shifted my body to block the new puddle of blood, thorns, and roses.
"You guys still have classes. Go ahead and return to the school."
"Are you sure?" asked Hermione.
"We could stay." I shook my head.
"I'll be perfectly fine." I said, faking a smile. "I don't want you guys missing classes." Both of them slowly nodded their heads and made their way down the hall. I carefully shut the door, not bothering to lock it again.
I faced my back to the door and slid to the ground. I stared at my dorm. The floor was littered with white petals, each one stained with blood.
Pale yellow rose petals... how funny...
I let out a dry laugh as I felt my chest tighten yet again. I burst into a fit of coughs, the familiar feeling of thorns clawing at my throat brought tears to my eyes.
Four days..? That's all it took... I stared out the window with tired eyes. My final wish...?
May no one suffer the same fate I sentenced myself to.
Draco's POV
"Come on, Draco!" exclaimed Pansy as she dragged me around the city. Perhaps it wasn't the brightest of options, but skipping one day of school wouldn't kill anyone, right?
"Pansy, I don't see why we need to head out." I said, letting the black haired girl drag me around.
"If we want my sister to believe we're dating, we might as well act like it." she said, continuing to walk down the sidewalk. "Soon enough, she'll realize how much she cares about you and ask you out. It's pretty simple."
"Pansy, I don't think making her jealous is the best way to do this." I said, turning around to head back to campus, but she grabbed hold of my arm and held me in place.
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DEATH'S GIRLFRIEND ,, draco malfoy
Fanfiction𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛: Y/N FINDS HERSELF COUGHING UP FLOWERS WHENEVER SHE THINKS OF DRACO. 💟💌 ✉✉✉✉✉✉✉✉✉✉ [Please note I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters.] 29.06.22 !! credits to @luanomicon !!