"CAN'T YOU SEE WHAT YOU'VE DONE, DRACO?" I yelled. "HERMIONE WAS THE ONLY PERSON APART FROM YOU THAT KNEW ABOUT THESE SCARS! HOW CARELESS ARE YOU, HONESTLY?" I cried.
"I WAS DOING YOU A FAVOUR! YOU'D RATHER TELL EVERYONE NOW THE EASY WAY THAN HAVE T...
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"Ooooo, someone's hungry!"
~•~•~•~•~• "Hi Daphne!" I entered the great hall for breakfast and took a seat next to Daphne.
"Hi! How are you?" She replied, taking a bite from her toast.
"I'm good, a bit nervous for class, though."
"It'll be fine, I promise. Besides, your first class is with Hermione, right?"
"Yeah."
"Do you want some breakfast?" I had never really been a fan of breakfast. I thought that the only meals that were actually important were lunch and dinner. I've also never been known to eat that much, even when I haven't been starving myself, I just don't eat a lot.
"No Thankyou." I smiled.
We sat in the Great Hall for the next half an hour when I saw Hermione walking over to the Slytherin table. I immediately smiled at the sight, knowing I haven't properly spoken to her since before the sorting last night.
"Hey, are you ready for class? I can walk with you if you'd like!" She smiled.
"Hi, yeah, that That would be great, thanks. I'll see you after potions, Daph."
"No worries!" She looked up from her toast and gave me a reassuring look.
Me and Hermione had started walking to potions, and we decided to try and talk as much as possible before class.
"So, is Daphne the only friend you've made, or have you spoken to some more people?" Hermione spoke up.
"It's just Daphne. I don't think a lot of people in Slytherin actually like me. Probably because I'm muggle born."
"You're Right, we don't." A Sharp Voice came from behind us. I spun around to look at him, he had similar silver-blonde hair to Daphne, but very grey eyes.
"Shove off, Malfoy." Hermione said, pulling me away from him.
"This is your cousin, Granger, isn't it?"
"It's none of your business." She was still trying to pull me away, and eventually, I just went with her.
We entered the classroom a few minutes later, just on time, and sat down at a desk near the back. A tall, black haired professor stood at the front, who I knew at once to be Snape. He had the greasiest black hair I'd ever seen, it looked like he hadn't washed it in years. He wore a long, black cloak, similar to ours, except it flew behind him as if he was a celebrity.
I remembered what Hermione had said about him giving people a hard time, so I just shook my right leg, as usual, to calm my nerves.
He had began teaching, when it felt as though someone was watching me. I looked up at the Professor, It wasn't him. I looked at Hermione, It wasn't her either. I turned my head to look around the classroom, when I had caught a pair of silver eyes.
We stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds. It felt as though I could get lost in them for hours. I finally broke eye contact when I had to turn a page into my textbook.
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I left class on the bell with Hermione, and we bid our goodbyes. I found Daphne waiting for me in the corridor, so that we can walk to Defence Against The Dark Arts.
~•~•~•~•~• Classes went by like a rush of wind for the rest of the day, and I sat at the Gryfindoor table for dinner. Hermione was next to me and Harry and Ron just across.
We had been eating for a few minuets when a girl brushed passed me. "Ooooo, someone's hungry." She eyed me up and down and walked away.
"Y/n, don't listen to her. She's always been a bitch to everyone." I was barely listening, I was just caught in my own thoughts.
"Im gonna go and have an early night." I had decided I didn't want to have dinner tonight. It's nothing knew for me to skip a meal, so I assumed Hermione would understand.
"Y/n, please sit down and finish your food." She looked up at me with hopeful eyes.
I was wrong.
"No, I promise, I'm just tired."
"Y/n-"
"Hermione, it's fine." I gave a weak smile as I walked down to the dungeons. Quickly, I just threw myself onto my bed and started into the blank ceiling.
I felt small tears singing the corners of my eyes but I refused to let them out. I was extremely hungry, but I just wasn't feeling like eating. My mind was racing as a thought from the back of my mind slowly enveloped me.
Don't do it. Don't do it. You'll regret it later. Hermione will notice. Don't do it.
Before I knew what was happening, my feet had dragged me to the bathroom. I quietly locked the door, not that it mattered anyway, everyone was a dinner. I carefully took out a small box I had stored under the sink.
As I opened the lid, I gazed upon the numerous scissors, knives, razor blades, plasters, and bandages that lay there. It was as if they had been calling me for years, and I had finally opened it.
(A/N: I'm not gonna show this part, but I think you can guess what happened. She slit her wrists again.)
~•~•~•~•~• A/N I don't think I have any words for this chapter. Also, I feel like that thing the girl said really pushed her over the edge to starting sh again. Also, in the next proper chapter, I promise, there will be more Draco🫶🏻 (properly this time)
Once again, any typos, lemme know x
Anyways, I'm gonna be doing a "question of the chapter" whenever I make a proper chapter. (QOTC)
QOTC: what is your hogwarts house?? Mine is hufflepuff🫶🏻
