Silent Affinity

C h a p t e r S i x t e e n

Theo's POV

11:48 pm

The house was asleep.

I'd been staring at the ceiling painted with darkness for what felt like hours.

The silence pressed against my ears leading me to the brink of insanity.

There were too many thoughts racing through my mind to allow my weary body to rest.

I decided to grace myself with a change of scenery, maybe that would help.

The small bones in my feet popped as I slowly crept down the deep dark hall cautious not to wake anyone.

As I descended the stair case I noticed the violent winter winds breathing against the tall glass windows that hung around the walls.

A sudden chill spread through my limbs causing me to hug my torso tightly.

I turned the corner revealing the spacious vacant living room, the fire still lit crackling within the fireplace.

A small groan slipped through my lips as I fell into the thick cushions of the couch.

The copy of the Daily Prophet I'd been reading earlier sat on the glass table in front of me.

Violence begins: Muggle Family Murdered.

The words were screaming at me as I stared at them printed in bold letters on the front page.

An uneasy feeling brewed in the pit of my stomach.

I knew that my father played a role in killing those innocent people.

The deaths would progress.

It was getting worse and there was nothing I could do about it.

My head shook in an attempt to rattle the thoughts from my brain.

How can I act like everything is normal when it's far from it?

Everyone I care about is in danger.

And I know it.

I know everything, I can practically predict it all at this point.

The outcomes are horrific, no wonder I can't sleep.

I felt pure rage.

Terrified.

Helpless.

My foot knocked into the metal leg of the table, it shook as it moved farther away from me.

I couldn't bottle it all up anymore.

My hands held my chaotic mind as I stretched backwards resting my head on the back of the couch.

"Fuck." I whispered to myself pushing away stray hairs that hung around my forehead.

"Couldn't sleep?" a voice called out to me.

I didn't even flinch at the sudden presence, that's how deep I was in my thoughts.

I shook my head turning it over to see Malfoy leaning against the hallway wall.

He was still dressed in the clothes he wore earlier today telling me he hadn't even attempted to sleep tonight.

"I can't even fucking think straight. I don't know what not to focus on, there's too much." I huffed as I leaned forward resting my elbows on my knees.

"I know." he muttered.

Two crystal glasses appeared on the table, I turned to him with a confused look.