Chapter 17: Answers

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Song of this chapter: Taijin Kyofusho by The Evpatoria Report
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Draco put down his quill. He rested his head on the bed and let his hair cover his eyes and face.

Black books

Heavy breaths

He was tired..

He was playing with the edge of the paper. He took it in his hand until it crumpled. The sound of his head hitting the wall only drowned out some of the sounds in his mind.

He had no life left in his body. But he repeated his action. He hit his head harder and he did it until he fell lethargic on the bed. The scribbled pages slipped from his hand and fell down.

He exhaled with a sobbing sound. He grabbed the quill and threw it into a corner. After seeing Ginny in Godric's Hollow, Potter was even worse. He was lying in the next room and was moaning unintelligible words every few moments .

He was also sitting and writing. He wrote his useless words. Sometimes he thought that he had reached intellectual maturity too late. He behaved like a fourteen-year-old child.

Draco picked up the crimson book from the floor. The phrase "love potion" came to his mind with Harry's tone and voice.

He knew the answers all this time.

He didn't want to know. He straightened the folded sheets. His gaze didn't move away from the words in the book. All this time he told himself that Harry was not himself. He felt right. From the moment he saw the concentration of red drops from Harry's fingers, he should have realized what had happened.

He should have understood when Harry shouted the words 'love potion' at him. He should have understood when he saw Harry's soullessness. He could not stop himself. He felt his fall with his tears.

He knew every single answer from the beginning.

He didn't want to know

He was wrong..

He got up and went to Harry's room. He staggered but went forward.

Don't be like your father!

He smiled nervously. His life was darker than he thought.

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