you were mine

twenty - yours truly?

I let out a nervous breath as I straighten my skirt out on my lap before looking back up at Dumbledore, "With previous incidents, I feel that other options are what's best for me." I nod and Dumbledore sighs. 

I'm discussing leaving the school. It's been a month since I broke up with Theo and I have never felt lonelier. No Theodore. Draco is avoiding me. Astoria went on a trip with her mother and sister, Daphne, and even once she's back she's found a boyfriend that she can't leave alone for more than a second. All I see are people whispering and talking about Marcus, which doesn't help me try to forget everything that happened. So I asked Dumbledore for a short break, just time to go home and continue my classes there, and also to be able to spend more time with my father who was steadily going downhill when I left. 

"If you feel that is what's best for you and your health of course we encourage this, but this is a big decision. Taking this time away could possibly put you behind some of your classmates, socially. You could lose that social piece of your life for a while, you do understand that? I can have you out of here by tonight but once you are gone you aren't allowed back in class until after two months, that's the minimum." Dumbledore explains, shuffling some papers on his desk and I nod. 

"I understand, sir, thank you. I think this is best for me and my father, and everyone. I need time." I say and Dumbledore nods, "Very well. Pack your things, Ms. Fawn, I will get you a train back home and take care of all further transportation. We will welcome you back here in at least two months, and please remember, Hogwarts will always be your home." he stands up and motions toward the door and I smile, "Thank you so much." 

"A cab will be dropping off your materials for your education shortly after you get to your home." 

I walk out of his office and smile, this is good..right? I'm doing the right thing. I think. I've thought about this, I've written my father so he knows that I will be there soon, and the only thing left is to let everyone know. Who is everyone? Draco? Astoria? I believe they're all I have. 

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"Draco, 

           I don't know if you will even want to hear this, because I don't know where we stand. I know you have been avoiding me recently and that with things with Theodore we aren't on the best terms. However, you were the one I thought of when I was sitting down to write these letters. I've spoken to Dumbledore and I'll be going home for at least the next two months. I will continue my classes at home, taking care of my father, my home, and myself. With recent situations, I feel I need a break from this school. I have no one here, or at least it feels that way sometimes. I need my home. I don't know when I'll come back or what I'll do with so much free time at my home, but if you write me I promise to write back. You're always welcome at my home, Draco, you know that. I just hope you understand why I had to leave and that this isn't permanent. Thank you for everything, Draco, I hope to hear from you soon. 

                                   Belle. 

I didn't know how to sign the letter. Love? Sincerely? Yours truly? Truly yours? Either way, I fold the letter and put it into an envelope, writing Draco's name on it. I sigh as I set it on my desk and turn to look at my bags packed. I'll have to carry them myself, usually, Draco carries them. I pack my things onto a cart and grab the letter. I walk out into the common room and up the stairs toward the boy's rooms. I make it to Draco's door and freeze, do I knock? No. I slide the letter under the door and dash as quickly as I can back to my room to get my things. 

Draco

I'm running, running down the corridors in my pajamas. Since when has this school been so hard to get around? It's like I've forgotten how to get out. Belle's letter is squeezed in my hands as I turn every corner. I finally make it outside but I don't see her. I can't let her go. She can't think I don't care, or that I'm not here for her. She has to know I'm here for her so maybe she will stay. She can't go stay in that house with her drunken father all of the time. 

"She's gone, Malfoy." Dumbledore's voice echoes beside me. I turn my head, just noticing him, "What?" 

"She just left, Draco. I assume she told you where she was going." he glances down at the letter and I nod.

"Should I just let her go?" I sigh and Dumbledore lets out a breath, "Draco, you are not a stupid boy. You don't need me to tell you what to do." 

"Yes! Yes, I do. I am a stupid little boy and I have no one to tell me what to do! Belle tells me what to do! Belle is smart and I am not. Do I go to get her or--or do I let her go?" I look at him, I can feel my hand shaking as it grips the letter tighter. 

"Draco, go inside and get some sleep. You can write her tomorrow. I'm sure she would love to hear from you but right now you need to think straight before talking to her. Go inside." he says and I sigh, nodding, "Thanks."