Endless Sacrifice

Chapter 6

My head was spinning as I stared at my ceiling. Time was passing excruciatingly slowly, I felt detached from everything else in my life. I was plagued by my incessant thoughts of Melody. As much as I wanted to truly hate her, I couldn't even fathom the notion, she was too much apart of me. It felt so unlike me to be this paralyzed by the agony of losing her. I wasn't supposed to love anyone like this, I never knew I was even capable of it. My parents hadn't been any kind of role models when it came to relationships. They were cold and distant to each other, as if they were perfect strangers. My mother had been trying to persuade me to entertain the idea of having an arranged marriage to an influential family in our circle. I couldn't contemplate the idea when I was still so hopelessly in love with Melody. I was completely spellbound by her and it was impossible for me to let her go, despite her marriage to someone else. It disgusted me to picture her in the arms of Oliver Wood. I couldn't stop loving her and desiring for her to be mine, I didn't care how far-fetched my fantasy was. I read her letter repeatedly and the words never made any sense to me. The last time we spoke I had been so certain that she loved me and could eventually forgive me and now she was married. So much had changed in the few months we had spent apart and it didn't seem real, I didn't want it to be real.

I leapt from my bed and reached for my wand when I heard someone apparate into my room.

"Bloody hell mate, it's the middle of the day."

I sighed and placed my wand back underneath my pillow when I recognized my friend Blaise's voice. I hadn't been expecting him, I hadn't been expecting anyone. He pushed my dark curtains open and I held my hands in front of my eyes to shield the bright midday light. Blaise's eyes widened at the sight of my disheveled room. His foot kicked one of the several empty bottles of Firewhisky that were on my bedroom floor.

"Christ Draco. What the hell is going on?"

"She's married." I stated simply as I reached for the half empty bottle of Firewhisky on my nightstand.

Blaise snatched the bottle from my hands and stared at me seriously. I had never seen him so concerned for me before.

"Just come back to school mate. Distract yourself a while."

"You know I can't Blaise, my place is here."

"For what purpose? To drink your days away pining for Mel? Do you think that's the kind of man she wants you to be?"

"Who the hell cares?" I sneered as I snatched the bottle back and took a large swig. "I don't have a chance with her anymore, I never did. Did you leave school just to lecture me?"

"No. But now I'm not so sure if I should even tell you why I came."

I wiped my mouth dry and set the bottle down on my nightstand and stared directly into Blaise's eyes. "What the hell do you know Blaise?"

Blaise sighed, still seeming unsure of himself, unsure of me. "I saw Oliver Wood mate. I saw him in the Hospital Wing."

My heart sank into my stomach. Any effect the alcohol may have had on me vanished immediately, my mind began to race with the possibilities. Why had Wood risked coming to Hogwarts? Surely he knew he was being sought after by the Death Eaters? Why did he go to the Hospital Wing? Why hadn't Melody come? Was she hurt? Or worse? These were questions that I needed answered immediately. Suddenly a sharp pain in my shoulder startled me out of my thoughts. I shoved Blaise away from me and rubbed my stinging shoulder.

"What the hell was that for Blaise?"

"Did you even hear what I said? Oliver Wood was at Hogwarts. What could that mean?"