BLOOD WARNING
REFERENCE TO SEXUAL ASSAULT
SELF HARM
NOT ACCURATE TO THE BOOKS
INCLUDES FOUL LANGUAGE
MALFOY'S POINT OF VIEW
"...Y/N?" I asked. I saw her leaning over at the sink, crying loudly. She must have not heard me over the loud sobs. I crept up closer to her, and saw her pressing a silver dagger up to her wrist, causing blood to pour out. Above it, I saw other scars from other previous cuts. It looked like she had been spelling out a word, adding a stroke with each cut. She was adding a 10th stroke, which formed the top line of a "T".
She was crying even louder from pain, as the thick, dark red blood dripped in a large puddle on the floor.
YOUR POINT OF VIEW
I ran into the bathroom after facing my boggart. I couldn't do it. I wasn't strong enough. I saw a nearby dagger and cut myself. It hurt immensely, but it was the only way to relive the pain that I felt inside. I looked down at my arm, and stared at the word that I had spelled. "SLUT" I felt a pair of cold hands snake around my waist, hugging me from behind. I looked up in the mirror to see who it was. I saw blond feathery head of hair, and knew immediately who it was. He was crying silently, and digging his head into my shoulder. I felt the hot tears seep into my robes.
MALFOY'S POINT OF VIEW
"Who is it. Who's the snow queen?" I asked again. I sat her down in the middle of the bathroom floor. She sat next to me. I wrapped an arm around her to comfort her. She was still crying, as she fidgeted with her hands, looking down.
"The man in the boggart." She said.
"Y/N- who is he?" I asked. She sniffed and said "The man- remember how I had my family reunion?" She asked. Her voice started shaking and growing hoarse. "My uncle." She croaked quietly. "I'm scared of my father." I said. "No. It's not the same. He- he just kept on- and I told him to stop- and- he- he" she was stuttering, and crying even harder. "Just calm. Breath Y/N." I said. She started breathing heavily, and slowly. "Malfoy- you don't understand. H-he-" she wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her head into my shoulder. It muffled her crying slightly.
I rubbed her back gently, trying to calm her down. Once her breathing had regulated, she looked up at me, tears streaming down her face. "Malfoy- my uncle- he touched me." She sobbed. "I told him to stop, and I struggled, but he was stronger than me. He tried to take my pants off- and when I resisted, he punched me until I blacked out. And when I woke up- I didn't have any clothes on. He kept on doing it until one night when I was too tired to resist, and he just forced himself into me." She finished, and was wiping tears away from her face.
YOUR POINT OF VIEW
As I finished telling Malfoy what happened, I saw all the colour drain from his face. I watched as his eyes filled with a murderous rage. He looked at he and said "did you tell anyone?" "No. He said if I told anyone, he would kill me." I responded quietly.
MALFOY'S POINT OF VIEW
I pulled Y/N into a tight hug. "Princess, no one is going to kill you. I'm sorry you had to go through that." She pulled away and looked me in the eyes. I looked deep into her Y/E/C eyes. This time, I didn't see someone ugly staring back. This time, I just saw her. "Hey Princess guess what?" I whispered quietly. "What" she sniffled. "The glass is gone." I responded. Just at that moment, I heard someone come into the room. Y/N kissed me on the cheek and said "thank you Malfoy." "Always." I smiled.
"YOU-YOU!" I heard a voice yell. We turned around and saw Parkinson, red in the face. "PANSY- Y/N AND I ARE JUST FRIENDS! PLUS WHAT DO YOU CARE?!?" I yelled. "Look Y/L/N, I don't know who the hell you think you are, but stay away from Draco." She said to Y/N. I groaned as she left.
I turned back to Y/N. "and about the cutting, you're going to stop right? Promise me." "I promise." She responded. "Now, let's change that ugly word into something better." I said. "Let's think..." I said. "Ah I know." I waved my wand and the scars started to rearrange on her skin. It formed the word "Princess". She laughed. "I told you I hated that old nickname." She said. "And I told you that I wouldn't stop calling you that until you stop being one." I responded. She playfully punched me in the arm. She stood up, and started walking to her common room. "Nope. Try again." I said, reaching my hand out to her. She took it, and gave me a smile. "There it is." I said. "Where's what?" She asked. "You."
YOUR POINT OF VIEW
We took a walk around the garden and the courtyard until it was dark. Malfoy walked me back to my common room. "Are you sure you can sleep alone tonight?" He asked looking worried. "Yeah. I'll be fine." I said. "Alright. Goodnight."
I closed the portrait behind me, and sat down on a red couch. "Have you gone completely mental?" I heard a voice ask. I almost choked. It was Ron. "What Ron means is you ran out of class crying, and now you look like you had the best day ever." Said Hermione. "Oh- really? Well Malfoy helped cheer me-" I was cut short. "Again with Malfoy? Are you getting feelings, because again, you're blushing like mad and you can't stop smiling." Said Hermione. "You know what that would do to Gryffindor." She said defensively. "No! He just" I stopped to think of an appropriate answer in my mind. I thought about Hermione's answer carefully. "Do I actually have feelings for Malfoy?" I thought. "No. No way. He's a slimy git who bullies people. We may be close friends, but I could never have feelings for a man like that." I said back. "Okay good. At least you know where he stands." She said. She looked rather flustered.
I couldn't help but realize how when I ran out of the classroom, Malfoy tried to cheer me up and comfort me, but these three blokes are mad because of it. To be fair, they didn't know what was going on.
I looked over at the calendar. Holy fuck. I had been so focused on this, that I had forgotten that the final task was tomorrow.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Hey loves! I told you! It's called character development thank you very much. I swear this isn't about Harry. Alright? You believe me? Okay. Please remember to vote if you enjoyed this chapter, and as always, ily!! Baiii❤️❤️
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