Glass Love

Chapter 10

Draco stared at her in confusion as he looked at the shards of glass facing him. "You need protection from me?" He asks taking a step back to give her space. "Tell me the truth. Now. And don't even try lying." She says inching the glass closer to him. 

"I can't tell you or else you'll be in danger." He says raising his hands in surrender. Orla shook her head and added more glass. "That's not a good enough reason." 

"Please, just put the glass down Orla. I'm your boyfriend. I'm not going to hurt you." He says taking another step back. "Tell me why I found out your father is a death eater from overhearing a conversation?" Orla asks taking the glass away from Draco but not out of sight. "Are you a death eater?"

Draco froze while looking her over. "He's in Azkaban, far away from here." He responds pointing to an island far away from the school. "And no, I'm not a death eater." Draco pulls up both sleeves to show his "clean" arms. A glamouring spell had been put on the left forearm.

"I will summon the dark lord to deal with you." The blonde man says, holding her up by her hair. Blood trickled down her face and neck from the various open, healing, and fresh wounds. Throwing her down, the man backed away and pulled his left sleeve to reveal a skull and snake tattoo.

Power rumbled through the room as tears streamed down her face while looking at the tattoo. 'This is it. I'm going to die in this dingy cell.'

Orla blinked a few times to steady herself. 'You're here.' She told herself while breathing in the smell of old books. "Orla, I'm not going to hurt you." Draco says stepping closer to her. 

After the man stood there for a few minutes, he started to walk back towards her with malice on his face.

'No. No. No!' Orla closes her eyes in fear before squatting down to cover her head and letting the glass go. "Orla, wait!" Draco yells as fabric ripping echoed in her ears and then she felt something warm trickle down her arm. 

"Orla, you're bleeding.." Draco trailed off while holding his arm. He looked at the glass surrounding his own feet but no where near her. His eyes wandered back up to the cut on her arm, right where his was. 

"Let me help you up and then we can get you some food. That wi-" "Don't come near me.." She trailed off watching his feet from underneath her arm. He didn't stay away though. Ever so slightly, he walked closer and squatted down in front of her. 

"Let me help you." Draco says softly while taking her arm gently away from her face. "What happened?" He questioned before cupping her cheek and rubbing his thumb over her lip. 'Her face really is covered in glass.' He observed while feeling the texture. 

Orla looked over his shoulder to see they were in fact alone. Draco looked over his shoulder to see what she was staring at only to be met with nothing. 'She saw something.'

"Let's look at that." He says before taking her jacket off one arm. Orla watched him before remembering the feeling of blood running down her arm. Draco turned her arm in his hand and grabbed out his wand. "Episkey." He says before her arm heals up instantly. 

As he was about to use the spell on his own arm, Orla stopped him. "I'm sorry." She says before putting her hand over his cut. Draco winced before he felt a tingling sensation in his arm. Orla had put glass over his wound to make it stop bleeding and heal the scar. "I was too late to be able to do this to my face.. But at least you won't be marked by me."

Orla frowned before removing her hand and rubbing her jaw a little. "My magic only works on fresh wounds. There was no glass around to protect me or heal me." She looked up to meet his eyes. "No more Blaise following me around."