I Have To Tell You Something (d.m x reader)

23- D

"This can't be happening.." I muttered as I put my hand on my forehead, my eyes closed shut, afraid to open them.

"It is man." I heard Blaise say. I groaned from the pain throbbing in my hands.

"How are you feeling?" I heard Theo ask.

"You know, I've felt worse." I opened my eyes and sat up, looking at my two friends sitting across from me on Theo's bed.

"That's the spirit." Theo said, shoving a glass of water in my bandaged hand.

"What time is it?" I asked, taking a sip. I set the cup down.

Theo looked at the clock. "Just after dinner, but we brought you a plate of course."

"Ah.. thank you."

"That Y/l/n girl was here-"

"-When?" I cut Blaise off.

"Look how he woke right up after you mentioned her." Theo laughed with Blaise. I rolled my eyes.

"She was here maybe an hour ish ago, came to check up on you. Felt really bad." Blaise finished.

I nodded and stared at my dinner.

"So I was meaning to ask," Theo paused. I looked right at him, already knowing what he was going to ask me.

"Why did you punch Diggory?"

I thought for a moment.

I think that I put two and two together, with her journal.

I saw Diggory following her about, when he was staring at her in the Great Hall at lunch while she looked conflicted talking to Parkinson and Greengrass, and then when he threw that quaffle at her.

The cherry on top was when he grabbed her in the crowd. She kept avoiding my eyes when she was with him.

Anger, embarrassment, or frustration evident on her features, that she inflicted me with pity.

I couldn't stand there any longer watching him act like that towards her. He deserved it for trying to throw that quaffle at her.

I shrugged. "Was acting like a jerk in general."

"I guess that's a good reason." Blaise got up, and walked to his bed. He had his dinner plate.

"You still didn't eat dinner?" I asked.

"Nah, we were waiting for you." He said, pointing his fork to Theo who had his plate, sitting on his bed.

I looked down at my plate and smiled. "I see."

"Yeah we love you too." Theo gushed over dramatically. I chuckled, and we ate our dinner together.

I had some work I had to get finished, all I had to do was finish some notes. So, after dinner instead of doing my work in the dark where my friends were trying to sleep, I took my things to the Slytherin common room and started writing. It was 9:30 pm.

It was cold, as I sat alone on the table, facing the fireplace.

I thought about so many things, and I really tried to stay focused.

I think that, I really liked y/l/n, but another part of me didn't see it.

I didn't see us, and I couldn't.

I couldn't believe I could move on from what I've been through since 1st year, up to the 6th. Not this quick anyways.

I still had a lot of conflict in my mind that I wanted to sort through.

I'm happy though, that my father was taken away for good, but I can't help but think of how depressing it is.

Could I not of had a normal family, a father who appreciated me and was a good man? Who fought for good? Fought for good values?

I promised myself ever since he was taken away that I would now fight for good values, what I believe in, and what is right.

I needed to live my life for me now, and not for someone else.

Would I back out on this?

I slumped in my seat and sighed, putting my hand over my eyes.