MY EVERYTHING ||| Draco Malfoy

Him

It's been nearly a week since Draco was yelling at me in the hallway. I still feel incomplete. Broken. Confused at why i feel so...robotic. Im still a...thing with Nott. He's the only person I've been talking to in Slytherin. Well in the whole school. And that's because i have to.

The whole group shut me out. I haven't spoke to them since and it's made me suffer in a way i don't know how to deal. Draco is the one i miss the most. Our deep random chats, smokes,closeness, comfort...

I miss V's chats in our dorm and walking to breakfast, Ed's flirty jokey comments, Blaise being angry at me from arguments with V or his genuine mysteriousness. I missed them all. So i completely shut down. Didn't talk to basically anyone...except Nott. And that's exactly why im standing in the Great hall. Every girl looking beautiful and happy. Then me, wearing an amazing dress my parents sent but definitely not happy. The Yule ball. Who would have thought Draco and i wouldn't be making fun of students and their clothing or dates.

"Dont get your hopes up. Only one dance." Nott grabs my arms harshly as he leads me on to the dance floor. "How flattering." I mumble under my breath as he pulls me close.

"You like that tone in the bedroom." He scoffs as he dances to the music. It's weird. To be in a room so full of smiles and laughter. Yet feel so depressed and alone.

Nott squints his eyes lightly at me then twirls me around. "You look...tired." He questions, his nice way of asking what's wrong. "Wow. Thanks." I scoff and he rolls his eyes in response

"You look hot obviously but tired." He sighs and i realise he's my only person to speak to now. So i try. "Im not sleeping. Keep getting weird dreams..." i sigh as i look to the floor, at our feet moving. He makes a funny noise as a response and i look up, my eyebrows furrowed. "Are you laughing?" I questions

"Well, finally. I was starting to think i was some amazing wizard or something-

"What? You know im trying to talk about me-

"Diamond. Think. Link up those 'dreams'. There flashbacks." And as he speaks i get even more confused, thinking of the dreams in order. The exact same i have gotten three night in a row.

Waking up in a hallway. Hungover. Then in Fred Weasleys dorm, covering up bruises? God i must of been really high on drugs.

And then the final dream. Begging Theodore Nott to erase my memory. And when they all link up it finally clicks. Like my whole memory is back. And it all hits me at once.

I was raped. And i asked Theodore Nott to erase my memory...in exchange for a friends worth benefits?

But i was weirdly okay. It all hitting me at ones as i recite the steps as every other on the dance floor, hidden in a pool of happiness. I calm my breathing as i look up to Nott.

"You...you didn't keep your side of the deal." I scrunch my eyebrows, preparing myself to feel how i did that day. He smirks at me as he spins me around, acting as if everything's ok.

"I did something better. I made you accept it. Heal. Then did a shitty spell to make you forget for a week." He mumbles into my ear confidently. "I mean you were raped. Some chicks never get over that."

His words stay in my head as i spin round to face him again. But i stop dancing and he smiles, a light chuckle leaves his lips as he grabs my waist tighter. "I did you a favour Diamond" he scoffs, rolling his eyes.

But the thoughts running through my head put me in some sort of detective mode. Notts voice felt so far away, the laughs and chatter felt far. My body, covered in bruises comes back in mind and i my chest rises rapidly.

"I never told you..." i mumbled as i step away from Nott, a still couple in the middle of a crowded dance floor. "What? Diamond dont be dramatic you're catching attention." He scoffs looking around

"I never told you what i didn't want to remember..." i speak out, like im speaking into a void as it all lines in my head . I take one big breath as i feel my lungs close up.

"Oh my god-

I go to turn around by Nott's harsh grip falls on my wrist, knocking me into his chest. "Yes you did. Your memory must be foggy." He instruct, with a brainwashing look. I shake my head lightly. "It was you" my voice squeaks, the loudest noice i could possible make while next to him.

I feel like throwing up and passing out at the same time. His eyes piercing into mine with pure anger. I have to get away from him. And i have the strength this time.

I rip myself from his grip and nudge into a dancing couple next to us before making my way through the dance floor. Desperate to leave that hall. Im frantically looking behind me, my dress bunched up in my hands, my body begging for oxygen. And before i can look forward, i bump into another couple. This time it's Veronica and Blaise. As soon as they look at me, a complete mess infront of me their faces drop.

"Sorry" i manage to get out as i look behind at Nott making his way through. I quickly turn back to them, making my way around as their voices of questions blend with he crowd. As i make it off the dance floor i start to run, the hall doors insight as if it's my access to air, to safety.

I run through the halls, tripping in my heels as i kick them off and leave them in the middle of the hallway. I don't bother navigating my way through the dark halls until im outside. On the path down to Hagrid's hut when i drop down to my knees, my legs completely breaking out on me. My hands clutch my chest, my mums stupid dress not helping my breathing situation. My eyes feel blurred and theirs a ringing in my ears, and the solutions running through my head to help me the only one which will work is one word. Draco...