Arranged marriage (Draco x reader story)

Chapter 10

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TW:

Mentions of self -harm, usage of medicine, and blood. Read at your own risk.

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That night I go back to my dormitory, after making my prefict rounds, even after Mattheo asked me if I was sure that I wanted to spend the night alone. I said yes, because I don't want to be under surveillance. I honestly think that Mattheo is waiting for me to crack, and hurt myself. Actually, that's exactly what I wanted to do, but I just denied it, because I don't want him to see me hurting.

When I get back to my dorm, I lock the door. I then head to my bathroom, where I plan to ease my pain. I open my medicine cabinet, and grab random pills. I swallow them with ease. I then go to my bedside table, and grab my pocket knife that I put there for 'self defense,' as I tell my friends.

I then lift up my sleeves, and begin cutting my arms, but not too deep to where I would need stitches. I keep doing this a couple of times, until there is a small puddle of blood on the floor. By this time I'm silently sobbing. It feels like ages, because the medicines that I took finally kick in, and I pass out right when I hear my door unlock.

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Mattheo's POV

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I should check on her. I know her intrusive thoughts. She's bound to do self harm on herself. But she promised me she wouldn't. She never breaks her promises. But I'm not too sure about this promise. She looked like shit, and sometimes she lets her intrusive thoughts win. I'm 100% sure that this is none of those times.

 I go down into the common room. 

"Hey, has anyone seen Miracle," I ask our friend group, who's sitting on the black leather couch, watching a movie on Draco's laptop. 

Tom looks up from the movie. "I think she went to bed," he responds, then focuses back on the screen. 

Great, that means she didn't tell anyone what she's doing. I rush up the stairs, and to her door. I try the door handle, and it's locked. I pull my wand out and say, "Alohomora" 

I quickly open the door, and look around. She's not on her bed. I turn to my left, where her bathroom is, and my heart sinks. She's on the floor, with a pool of blood around her.

I rush to her. "Wake up," I saw, tears leaving my eyes. "Miracle, wake up. This isn't funny, " I say.

No response. I pick her up, bridal style. Knowing what to do, I take her to the medical wing. I get there in record time, 3 minutes.

"Madam Pomfrey," I exclaim. "I need help, Miracle hurt herself," 

"I understand, but you'll have to leave her to me Mr. Riddle," the witch says. I understand, and I lay Miracle down on a bed, and leave that way Madam Pomfrey can help Miracle.

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Author's Note:

Hello my friends,

Please don't ever think about doing anything said in this chapter. Suicide is never the answer. To many of you, I might be a stranger, but you can always talk to me I'll always listen, and it's not worth it. Your loved, even if you think that your not. Love yourself, because I love you. You all are amazing, don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

XXXX,

miracle ❤

Ps. Sorry that this is a short chapter, Chapter 11 will be much longer.

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