Chapter 23

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Soo, this chapter is dedicated to:
   - latebutfate ;
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They voted and now I have to tell them what's 'wrong' with miss Lilith. Thank you from being amazing readers!

Now the chapter! :)

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Lilith's POV

Hogwarts isn't that bright anymore. I have nothing but hatred and pain inside of me. And no one is capable of finding out what's wrong with me. I won't tell too either. It's too soon for that to happen.

Classes are boring. My friends are boring. Life is boring. Basically, after what happened a few days ago... Everything lost its colors, the bright side of my life... Faded away until a shadow of happiness was left inside of me. I don't know what smiling or laughing feels like, not anymore. I don't have reasons to do that anymore.

I have been here at Hogwarts for two days now, and no one noticed how different I am. Well, Harry did but he hasn't said anything, probably afraid I'll snap at him. Because that's what I do. I snap at people, I ignore them, I talk them to leave me alone. That's what I want, I want to be left alone to mourn.

I want to mourn alone because no one can do it for me.

"Lilith, that is enough!"

Harry slams his hands on the table, but I don't even flinch or give him a glance. I keep reading the newspaper, the Daily Prophet to be exact. There is a small report about be saying that the Girl Who Survived is now in a catatonic state after being abducted. Wow, how creative.

Breakfast is one of the worst moments of my day. Every meal I have to spend here with everyone else cuts my body every time. It's not because I don't like spending time with them... Oh wait, that's exactly why!

"What do you want now, Harry?" I ask dryly, not sparing him a glance.

"You're ignoring all of us since school started and I want to know why. You're my sister and I respect your privacy but this is too much!" He says, his face getting redder by the second. "What can I do to help you?"

I stand, packing my belongings and folding the newspaper. Looking directly into Harry's eyes, I say what has been consuming me since the beginning of this 'experience'. My eyes are probably on fire, showing the anger I'm feeling.

"You never came when I needed you the most. There's nothing you can do now, because when I needed your help you weren't there. So, this happened to me, this is how I am now. Deal with it."

I walk to the door feeling everyone's eyes on me. The only one that doesn't look at me with pity is Draco Malfoy. Because he knows what happened and he helped me, not Harry or my so called friends. Malfoy, the one everyone hates. The one I thought I hated. But no, I don't. Because of what happened I got to see a different side of him, a good side. I always knew there was some good in him, and I'm glad I didn't listen to Lupin and my family, badmouthing Draco. I got to meet a friend, an ally.

As the doors open to let me pass, no one comes to take me back to the table. Not that I need it but it would be nice to feel loved for once. I haven't felt that in a while so I don't remember what it feels like to be cared for by someone else.

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