𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑳𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝑩𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉

Chapter 17

♡AN: In case anyone is confused this chapter is from Draco's point of view and for this whole story it's going to be on and off POVs between the two boys. This whole story is set after the war. Some chapters contain minor mature content references including abuse and sexual acts/rape and strong language. I'll give you a '💢' if there are scenes of abuse, '♨️' if there are any Unwanted sexual assault (rape), and an ' ⭕️' for Self-harm. In this chapter, there is only explicit content. If you want to listen to music in the background I recommend listening to any song that makes you happy or gives you a positive vibe! I'll give you a '✩' to when you should start playing the song. If you listen to it in the background softly you'll find it gives the story much more effect. Sorry for the wait I had no ideas for this chapter 😅 Enjoy!!♡

I silently peered at and owl flying by through the window as I laid emotionless on my bed.

Another night.

Another day.

I haven't left my room since I read that awful article in the daily prophet, not even to eat. I wasn't even sure how long I've locked myself in here but I was sure that it's been at least a week. I had completely drained myself of all energy I had from crying my heart out. I was honestly tired of everything. Of the abuse, the anguish, the hurt, the pain. Everything. I just wanted everything to go away. But I didn't want to die though. No, Harry changed my perspective on death, I just wanted the relief.

My stomach gave a loud grumble and I realized just exactly how hungry I was. As if on cue a rapping came from the door. I made no move to answer or to even reply. He should've known by now that I wouldn't answer.

His hoarse voice spoke up minutes later, "D-Dray..."

I could tell he had been crying but I felt too numb to feel remorse or guilt or any of it.

"Dray," He started again, "Please you need to eat. Your body needs food."

I opened my lips to reply saying I wasn't hungry but my stomach betrayed me and let out a loud growl. For a second it was as if I had forgotten how to use my legs but I somehow managed and threw my legs off the bed. I peered at the mirror across from me and I couldn't stand what was staring back. My skin was so pale, almost gray and my hair looked stringy as it looked more of a grey color than a blonde. I had visible bags under my eyes which were red and puffy, giving proof that I was sleep deprived.

I put all force on my legs and stood up. As soon as I did, a wave of nausea hit me and I had to lean on the wall. Once I regained balance I gripped onto anything near me and made my way to the door. Each step wasn't easy though, my mind was foggy and the world around me was slowly moving. I turned the doorknob to find a nervous Harry standing in front and seemed as if he was holding his breath.

My vision started getting darker and the world started spinning violently around me.

"Help..." the word escaped my lips.

I felt myself falling but I couldn't use my muscles to reach out and to stop me. I heard a scream from somewhere but it sounded far away and muffled. I attempted to inhale before my head hit the floor and then, my world faded into black.

~Time skip~

"I just don't understand what was going inside your head!"