"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...
Words: 2059 1st person {y/n's pov} TW: BRIEF MENTIONS OF ED, SA DESCRIBED, BAD LANGUAGE {there will be a warning just before the sh so u can skip it if u want} Only play party music when I say, trust me.
"Not enjoying the party, aye?"
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I woke up to the sound of Daphne's calm, soft voice. "Y/n, how are you feeling?" I groaned as I stretched my arms out.
"Better. I'm gonna try and go to school today." I sat up in my bed. "What time is it?"
"That's good. It's Ten past seven, so we have plenty of time. Get yourself ready and we can go down to breakfast." I nodded as she stood up from the edge of my bed and made her way into the bathroom.
I climbed out of bed and over to my bedside table, where my trunk was beside it. I carefully pull out my Slytherin robes from the trunk and put them on.
I neatly comb my hair and put a little bit of makeup onto my face as Daphne steps out of the bathroom, ready to go.
"It's twenty to eight, we should get going for breakfast. You have potions first, right?" She held out her hand for me to take.
"Yeah, let's go. And yeah, I do." I take her hand and she leads us out of the dungeons and towards the great hall for breakfast.
We sit at the Slytherin table as she places two prices or toast neatly onto my plate. "You need to eat something, you'll get even more sick if you don't."
Wait a minute... did Hermione tell Daphne about my eating disorder? No, she wouldn't. Thoughts circled my head, but I came to the conclusion that she didn't know, she was probably just saying that I needed to eat.
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After I had eaten one, and almost a half, pieces of toast, me made our way to our first class which was potions.
I couldn't help but feel nervous. I was sat next to Draco, and the last time I had seen him in person was yesterday on the astronomy tower when I had my panic attack. We had spoken in letters, but that wasn't classified as talking in my opinion.
I sat down in my seat, luckily Draco hadn't arrived yet. He stepped through the door just in time. We shared a glance as he sat down, but nothing major.
Oh god, was he mad at me? I thought. Did I ruin his alone time on the astronomy tower?I knew I shouldn't have gone up there! I should have stayed in my room and done my normal thing; huddling into a corner!
Thought circled around my head unwillingly as my leg started to bounce. It was a kind of release for me, it was like taking your stress out on something.
