" ~ Blind Love ~ "

" ~ Stars On My Scars ~ "

" And I guess i'll just miss her ..
even though she isn't even really gone. "

-Tv Girl

Tw : Self harm

Draco's POV (obvi ) :

It was another day, another day of torture. As I stared at the Gryffindor table, wiping the blood from my nose as I tried to contain my hacking as to not sound like a dying grandfather. well I was already one. Either way, I persisted in keeping my gaze onto a certain raven whilst he himself turned to look elsewhere. It lingered in his eyes, his smile. The nerdy pboyish way he would stammer around that girlfriend of his, his drink pouring from his mouth to his chin as he attempted to smile back at her while she sat across

From his seat. When I was younger, I never entirely understood why he liked that weaslette? This year will be the worst besides from 4th year, as I was and still am just a spectator. I watched on, nails digging into my palms as I stared, helplessly. Why was I so anxious to approach him? Why am I unable to speak now that I have the chance? There's really no way of winning, if in his eye's i'll always remain as a dumb blonde.

The only people I could actually talk to about this was my friends. Harry Potter shattered my world into a million jagged, sharp pieces. Whenever he spoke so poorly of me, it hammered into my skull, it shattered me so harshly even words couldn't explain how it felt. I sighed as I shot up from my seat, turning on my heels. Leaving both Blaise and Pansy as they remained their conversation. I moved through the dim yet still bright, corridors until I reached the deserted restroom. As the chilly air of the room made me shudder. I slowly walked up to the sink as Myrtle flew over my head pleading helplessly

As she observed me snatch a small blade from my right pocket, she pleaded, and pleaded at me but I didn't care. I slowly took the blade to my wrist, as my breathing became faster and heavier. Seeing the innumerable scars still fresh.

being a veela was always described to me as a blessing, a genuine gift. That someone would love you unconditionally and actually having a soulmate. But, that isn't the case if your mate rejects you. As a child I clung onto the fantasy  of having someone that would be my true love exactly like the story books mum read to me. But of course, Naturally happily ever afters are only for the main characters. But oh yes, and of course. Much like everything and everyone, fate despised my existence as well.

For my sworn " enemy " had to be my mate, as I was slowly dying from being rejected unconsciously. Why wait for it to come gradually when you could do it faster? I let out a silent but dry chuckle my chest pounding heavily. it felt as if hundreds of slashes were being formed on my chest. As I raced the blade over my wrist. Blood running down at such a fast pace. I knew I was already killing himself, my health was deteriorating at a alarmingly rapid rate. I couldn't bare the thought of " Draco Malfoy, died from rejection. " inscribed onto my gravestone ..

I would rather kill myself than have Potter do it for me. I stared at my wrist, as more red slashes formed onto my already, torn skin. As I felt my wings tear up my back, I wailed loudly as my wings continued to erupt onto my back. Tearing his skin apart. I continued to yell as I slammed my hand against the mirror, breaking it as my hand bled. The sink being plumaged from my crimson red blood. My vision was soon blinded by crimson red as the last thing I heard and saw was Myrtle's horrified expression plastered onto her face as she flew around me. " MALFOY! "

And scream that could only be from one certain person .. it went pitch black as I was flung across the room, landing headfirst onto the grubby marble floor. I used the last ounce of strength I still held to crack a faint grin, as I finally closed my eyes ..

For the final time ..?

If it was the final time it would be the end of this story 🙄🙄
But dw i'm continuing it obviii 😻😻😻 also i had to rewrite this like
5 times because i kept accidentally pasting stuff 😔😔 HOPE U ENJOYED THO!