Malfoy | Draco Malfoy [Book1](Unedited!)

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My eyes felt heavy, I haven't slept in— how many days? I don't even remember now. I rubbed my eyes and turned around to my side try to sleep, maybe you won't fall into the void again

I groaned and turned around onto my chest. I tried to close my eyes, the feeling of exhaustion weighing down on me. Sleep just get sleep

My eyes closed, suddenly I felt like I was falling.

I started to fall deeper and deeper into that void that I've come to know so well. My arms felt heavy, I can barely move them, my legs too. Try to move

The void was dark, a black abyss that I couldn't see the depths of. My body didn't want to move, didn't want to do anything. I can't even open my eyes.

I looked around the black abyss frantically. Alone I was alone, I tried to call out but my voice just echoed back to me.

I can't do anything. I'm alone. This is the void. You're back in the void again I thought to myself.

Wake up I wanted to wake up but I couldn't.

My hands tried to grab onto something, anything to get out of the void. I tried everything I could think of, tried to shake my body, scream, call out anything. Why can't I move? Why can't I do anything?!

I started to panick. The void was pressing upon me, it was everywhere and it was so dark. So damn dark.

I can't see any way out, I'm just stuck. I'm stuck here forever.

Darkness started to close in, it felt like I was suffocating. Just when I thought I couldn't breathe anymore, a light appeared in the far corner of the void. A sudden loud noise of something opening and I gasped loudly waking and sitting up on the bed, my chest heaving as I looked around to see Nicolas walking across the room towards the desk near the window, he was holding onto his right shoulder. He didn't even look at me.

I throw the sheets away from my body as I slipped out of the bed "what are you doing?" I asked him, It had to be way past midnight by now.

"Nothing" he said without even turning to look at me, he opens the drawer of the desk and pulled out a vile of potion.

"You look like you're in pain," I asked him, my fingers rubbed against my palm.

He suddenly stopped and looked over to me "You're the last person who would ever notice if I was in pain."

"Well, I noticed, so how about that?" I said sarcastically.

He had a hint if smirk for a second, then turned back to the desk and open the vial. "You have the attention span of a two-year old."

"Yes and your personality is that of a grumpy cat. I guess we're even" I replied back, walking over to him and immediately put my hand on my mouth with a gasp. His robe was torn at his right shoulder he had a big gash, blood staining his robes and his hand which he was holding his shoulder before, I think I can even see his bone. I think I might throw up

"oh my god—"

"Just keep your mouth shut" he murmured, holding back a hiss of pain "I don't want to deal with your nagging voice right now"

"What the hell happened?" I asked as he drank the potion.

"Nothing that concerns you" he said, letting out a sigh which I assume is because the potion helped him with the pain.

"Why are you so damn stubborn? You know you're going to have to explain it to me sooner or later."

He rolled his eyes, "Yeah, but at least when I do it won't be while I'm bleeding everywhere and having to listen to you whining about it."