Malfoy | Draco Malfoy [Book1](Unedited!)

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Athena Jones

Few weeks later

I'm back at home, not in muggle London but my house, turns out my worst nightmare was coming to life because my dad was not showing any improvement, and my dad's given up too.

I still can't find hope right now, I'm just so tired, and after finding out that my dad has given up himself.

Standing outside my dad's room, I can't help but feel helpless. I have tried everything I can do to try and heal my dad, but his body is just not responding to healing magic or potions either, it's as if he has given up on it all.

My mother has been busy god knows where she's barely at home, always working in her study, on god knows what, she refuses to tell me what's going on, I still remember the her words the same words Draco told me, that they're protecting me by not telling me.

I also remember what she said about Draco, to stay away from him, I haven't told her about his and my relationship, only one who knows are Blaise and Hazel, William and I haven't had time to talk, and to be honest telling him would be the hardest because he's a bit dramatic. Dahlia has been Dahlia, more distant than ever.

I feel like everyone is hiding something, something that everyone knows but me.

Draco has made it clear he can't tell me some stuff because he's protecting me, he's been busy too, in the past few weeks he had only visited me twice, just twice.

And even when he does come by, he leaves early. And while he keeps saying that it's nothing, everything is okay— I know that he's lying, I can see that he was infact not okay.

And now I'm standing outside of my dad's bedroom door, not wanting to go in because I fear I'll cry the moment I saw him there lying in his bedroom, his body getting weaker each second, and knowing that I can do nothing to help him.

Everyday my dad grows weaker, so weak he won't even wake up from his bed, every time I pass his room, he would be laying there, so still.

What am I supposed to do? I could barely cope with what has been happening.

I look at my hands as my mind keeps racing all over, with random thoughts. I can't lose him, I need my dad. I'm just about to turn the doorknob when I hear my mom coming out of her study.

My heart sinks as she locks eyes with me, and she walks towards me, she looks tired, like she hasn't slept for weeks and weeks. But more than that, I can see the concern and also a little bit of regret in her expressions, I don't know what to make of this but my guess is that it's probably related to my dad.

"What were you doing?" I ask her glancing at the closed door of her study

"Nothing," she says, keeping her eyes locked on me, my mom always used "Nothing" whenever she doesn't wanna tell me anything. But it's always easy read through her though.

"Mom" I stop her from going in my dad's room, pulling her hand back "Where have you been busy? what is going on? and do not tell me I can't know because you're protecting me,"

She flinches at my harsh tone but she doesn't say anything, she just looks down at the ground, she's avoiding eye contact with me, I can see her hands moving through her hair as she finally starts to speak.

"Athena, I told you, you're better off not knowing it, I can't tell you, please" she says shaking her head

"I need to know, tell me," I demand, my voice still harsh but now I can feel the sadness in my voice as well. I let go of her hand, grabbing her by her shoulders as I look at her, trying to make her understand. "Whatever is going on, I should know. I'm not some little girl anymore, I can handle it."