𝐀 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 [Draco×OC]

1: I feel like there's something you're not telling me

Chapter 1: "I feel like there's something you're not telling me"

– I don't want to leave! Was abandoning Buenos Aires not enough? – I cried.
– Honey, we truly tried to avoid it, but you know the news...
– Mom, don't give me that news excuse again. We don't even know what their people are doing.
– But I do know. They're back in their prime, and that only means one thing: they're trying to bring him back.
– And why do I have to be the one to leave? Leaving Buenos Aires wasn't enough that now I have to leave America too? Mom, please – I said sarcastically – those people have nothing to do with us. We don't even share customs, and let's not even talk about the language... I don't know, I'm fed up.
– Angie – Dad always called me that, something I still liked at this age – it was your Uncle Barty's direct orders, I don't think you're in a position to refuse – he said defiantly – not after how much he helped you, well, helped us.
– Helped me? It was Mom who manipulated everyone's memory.
– Yes, but it was your uncle who made sure you didn't become the youngest prisoner in Azkaban, remember? – my mother said sarcastically – I understand you didn't like the sentence, but it was that or you'd be in that prison who knows for how long. We really don't want you to leave and we understand it's hard, but they already know you're here, they will try to find you, and you can't risk your life or ours. You shouldn't.
– All of this was to try to save a life, and it's quite funny that now I have to stay away to save people... But I understand I have no choice.
– No, you don't – Mom said – in fact, your flight is tomorrow at 10.
– What!? – I was genuinely shocked – There was already a plane ticket before they even asked me if I agreed? This is incredible...
– Angie, I don't think you're understanding the gravity of the situation.
– Yes, I understand, but I don't think it's fair. I didn't choose this, but fine... At least, could I say goodbye to João?
– I don't see why not, but you need to do it quickly and not tell him the real reason. I don't know, Castelobruxo has many exchange programs with Hogwarts, you can tell him it's for that, don't you think? – Dad smiled as if he wasn't asking me to lie – Plus, it will keep him safe.
– Fine... Well, I'll call him before I go to bed and pack my things.

I went up to the first floor where my room was. My old room... I was at home with my parents because it was winter here and we had two weeks of vacation. In Brazil, winter is never really winter, it's always warm, or at least not as cold as it had been in Buenos Aires lately. Should I take all my clothes? I don't know, I guess so, considering that in Europe it's summer right now and they're on vacation... I started to open the closet, my suitcases, and do a mental spell to make everything pack itself. God, I hate saying "spell" and anything related to magic. What did I do to deserve that my ancestors were persecuted during the Inquisition? I didn't choose this, I didn't choose to inherit these genes filled with hatred and a desire for revenge. Anyway, as the suitcases filled up, I called João on video call, I had no time to lose and couldn't pack the suitcases. I was going to get on a plane in less than 12 hours.
12 hours...
– Angie? – he said smiling. He always called me that. Besides my father, he was the only one allowed to call me that.
– How are you? Everything okay? I hope I didn't wake you.
– Not at all, but even if I had, it wouldn't bother me. It's always good to see you.

João and I had been friends since he started at Castelobruxo. We had a very similar sense of humor, liked the same things, and had a lot in common. We both came from families of wizards, we were both only children, we both liked music, winter, Christmas, going to the beach... We were in the same house, so we spent most of the day together. We liked each other, although we had never talked about it, but it was an open secret.

– I don't know how good this will be, but I'm calling to say goodbye...
– Say goodbye? You're leaving school? – he laughed – I never thought you'd be brave enough.
– No! Well, sort of – I said without looking at him – although it's not leaving completely... Or well, yes, I don't know. I'm going on an exchange to Hogwarts.
Silence.
– Really? When? Why didn't you tell me before?
– Because... – I didn't know what to say, the truth is I hadn't thought much about the lie – it was something arranged between my mother and Hogwarts. According to her, it's a surprise for my 15th birthday, but I'm not very happy. I don't like surprises – I laughed.

Silence.

– –, please. Don't make this harder.
– Am I making it hard? I'm just silent because I don't know what to say to you, Ángeles – ouch, that hurt a lot – How long have you known about this?
– I just found out.
– And when are you leaving?
– Tomorrow at 10...
Silence.
– Well, I wish you luck, I guess.
– Are you really going to say goodbye like this? What don't you like?
– I feel like there's something you're not telling me. I know you, and I know you wouldn't do something like this.
– I'm telling you it was my mother who decided it, and you know how she is... João, seriously, I don't want to leave, and if you think I do, you're very mistaken and you don't know me as well as you thought.
– Well, it must be that I don't know you well enough.
– You're not serious...
– Goodbye, Ángeles – he interrupted me – good luck and I'm sorry.

He hung up.

Silence.

The suitcases are ready. The closet is empty. My heart is empty too.