Wrapped Up Tight [Draco Malfoy Fanfiction]

Chapter 17 - Dark

"Baby what happened? Tell me, please."

He stared blankly at the floor. He took a deep breath and he started bashing his head against the wall. The blood stains got more obvious and clearly, he had been smashing his against the wall for a pretty long time.

"Draco Malfoy stop that!" I stepped over the broken furniture and tried to move him away, but there was no way I could get him out of that small place.

He had absolutely no reaction to whatever I said. I called for an ambulance then called Narcissa.

"Narcissa? I'm so sorry to disturb you but I came over and Draco is convulsing in a corner and I don't know what to do. The furniture is everywhere and I can't drag him away. I've already called for an ambulance."

I had absolutely no idea what was happening. When the ambulance came, a few paramedics pushed the furniture out of the way while the others went to collect the pieces of paper as backup. They carried Draco over and they managed to stop his convulsions. He still did not respond to any of their questions.

"Sir? Can you tell me your name sir? Do you know where you are? Do you know who this is?" they asked.

He stared blankly. They sat him up and hooked him up to IV, and put on an oxygen mask. They brought him back to the hospital along with me. Narcissa and Lucius were already there.

"Eva!"

I ran up to them.

"What happened?"

"I don't know! I really don't! I came over and when I went into his bedroom, the furniture was all over the place and there were pieces of paper everywhere. They were all crumpled up. He was smashing his head against the wall and there was blood. I was so worried. I didn't know what to do! I didn't how to help! I'm so sorry, I'm so so sorry."

"Eva it's not your fault. It's nobodys fault, okay? He's in good hands now, all we need to do now is wait. He'll be alright."

I nodded. I just needed to hope for the best. Around five minutes later a man emerged from the emergency room.

"Draco Malfoy? Draco Malfoy?" the staff nurse announced.

Lucius ran up to him. He collected the paperwork and went to register Draco in the hospital. He definitely had to be warded. Narcissa and I went to see the doctor in charge.

"We found some crushed up paper around his room. These were actually his birth certificate. I do not know what the correlation is, but I hope you can inform the senior doctor if you have any information. We have noticed he has many self inflicted injuries on himself. Again, just inform the senior doctor. You'll see him upstairs," the doctor said as he handed Narcissa the papers.

She looked puzzled, but then something clicked. She jumped and went immediately to Lucius. I followed from behind.

"I know why all this happened, Lucius. I know it," she whispered.

"What? Why? Is he sick? Is he dying?" Lucius asked worriedly.

"Tom," she said as her voice deepened.

His eyes widened.

"Oh no. No. Narcissa, no."

"What? Who is Tom? What's happening?" I asked.

Narcissa grabbed our hands and brought us to the elevator. She took us to his ward and waited outside. She wanted to explain to us about everything.

"Eva. You'll find this confusing, but hang in there alright? Okay. Draco Malfoy is not my biological son. Neither is he Lucius' biological son."

My heart stopped beating for a moment.

"And his real name is not Draco Malfoy. Look, Draco had an extremely terrible childhood. His biological mother was a drug addict and his father was an alcohol abuser. When the two of them were together, they would hit him and torture him. Child Protection Services found out and they put Draco in foster care. His real name is Tom Felton. Lucius and I were both working at his foster care. We both fell in love with him because he was such a beautiful child."

"He suffered from split personality disorder and he had this alter ego named Draco Malfoy. He used Draco Malfoy to forget about his abusive past. Draco Malfoy made him forget about who Tom Felton was, and who his parents were. He didn't remember anything when he was Draco. He was given to Lucius to I to foster when he was 6, but we ended up adopting him. We had his named legally changed to Draco Malfoy to help him recover from his past. He must have found the adoption letter and his old birth certificate in my luggage. I always carry that around with me in case he finds it at home. I always made it a point to do that. He must have triggered himself to remember the bad times he had. He had no idea what he was doing when he smashed his head against the wall. I know that for sure. But I never knew about his self harming until now. "

A teardrop fell from my eye.

"He told me about him self harming. He told me he was bullied in school and that was the only way he could cope. He used your makeup and some long sleeve shirts to cover it up."

Narcissa buried her face in her palms. Lucius came round and leaned her in to his chest.

"He'll be alright my love. Don't worry. He's strong enough."

After seeking clarification from each other, the three of us came into his room slowly. He was awake.

The doctors were drawing some blood from him. Narcissa went to speak with the senior doctor while Lucius stayed with me.

"My man, how are you feeling? Do you want some water or anything?" Lucius asked.

He shook his head. His hands were still trembling. There was some sort of emptiness in his eyes and it was extremely painful for me to watch. Tears started rolling down my cheeks.

"Hey baby.. Don't worry, okay? I'm going to be alright," he said. "I'm sorry, Dad. I'm so sorry."

"Don't apologize. It isn't your fault. Don't even think about it. None of this is your fault."

Draco sighed.

"Do you know what happened, Dad? I can help you put the pieces together."

"Mum figured it out. It's alright. It's okay. Stop thinking about it. It's not going to do you any good."

"Does she know, Dad?"

Lucius stayed silent, and followed up with a nod.

"This is what I didn't want. This is why I didn't want to be in a relationship again. This is why I didn't want to expose too much about myself. This is why!" he slammed his hand down.

"No. Draco, stop. Eva is a good girl. She doesn't mind. She's not going to run away from you. She really loves you, I can promise you that much."

"He's right, babe. I don't love you any less. Please, stop thinking I'm gonna leave you. I will never. I love you. I really do."

Narcissa came back into his room.