An Unhealthy Addiction (Draco X Reader)

Chapter 22

"Harry-"

"Shut up Y/N. You know what you have done. I know what you are," He breathed and leaned close to my face, I felt his warm breath tickle my nose.

"What is with everyone invading my personal space," I muttered and looked down at my feet.

"Who else has been this close to you," He growled slightly and backed up, allowing me to see the rest of the room. It was a library, with wooden shelfs that extended high up to the ceiling, there was a fireplace at the far end of the room and two cushioned seats around it.

"Well, I could actually name a list of people. You must be more specific. Who has been close to me that isn't my boyfriend?" He turned away from me.

"Yes,"

"Well, you see. There was one Hufflepuff who tried to assault me during the school year, then just now the boy who brought me here. Yea he got a little close for comfort as well. You know, this chat has been awful fun, but why the hell am I here," He turned and looked at me, searching for fear. There was none.

"You are his daughter," It was all he needed to say. My breathing stopped and my heartbeat was having a field day in my ears. I tried to speak, tried to deny this evidently crazy comment, but nothing came out. "You are a deatheaters daughter and you have some meaning to Voldemort," My breathe came back and I nodded slowly as to suppress suspicion.

"I didn't choose this Potter," I looked him over slowly.

"I doubt that you did. You won't get hurt, just cause you dumped me doesn't mean I don't still care for you you know," He was looking away now.

"What about Ginny. Love her, she's good for you," I offered a small smile but he didn't turn around to see it. He was silent for a minute before muttering something under his breath.

"You are so ignorant,"

"What?"

"You are so damn ignorant Y/N," He spun around and grabbed the chair to yank it forward, bringing his face only inches from my own. "It's you. It's only been you, it only will be you. You don't love Malfoy. Your parents are making you do it," He looked as if everything made sense now, as if everything just clicked.

"I'm dating Draco of my own accord thank you very much. And I assume he's coming to get me very soon," Harry let go of my chair and it rattled back to balance itself. I realized that leaving Harry had done more pain that I thought. I had broken the kind, innocent boy I had met so long ago. I had made him too much like myself. Suddenly I was screaming, and Harry was too. Three people burst in the room but the pain that was too distracting for me to see anything at all. It felt as though someone was carving into my arm. The pain went for too long and when I finally opened my eyes I was back in the dungeons. I breathed deep and wiped the tears from my eyes. I opened my palm, allowing a small fire to burst into existence. I brought it to my forearm and gasped slightly, trying to hold in my surprise. My mark was prominent and red, the snakes stopping their squirming and slowly went back to circling my arm. But then the snakes twirled around, disappearing and leaving a message.

Time to come home now

My eyes widened and I yanked my jacket sleeve back over my arm.

"Is there a problem," Ron sat in the corner, a little ball of red hair.

"Is there a reason I need a guard to be here all the time," I groaned and leaned back onto the cold floor.

"Harry tried to get them to let you have a room upstairs but they weren't having it. You are to stay here until you have come to your senses to join us," He looked me over carefully.

"Then what. What if I do." I rubbed my arm absentmindedly.

"Then there will be the marriage ceremony, Harry doesn't know about it yet so don't tell him," He looked at the ground, almost scared that if he looks at me I will set him into flames. But there was nothing but remorse in his eyes.

"This is inhumane. I'm not marrying Potter," I shifted away from where Ron sat.

"Good, you're not. Marrying Potter I mean," I rolled my eyes to look at him.

"Then who the bloody hell are you forcing me to- to- you know," Thinking of being forced into another relationship made me want to throw up. My whole life seemed to not even be my own. 5 days ago life was good, not great, but good. I had Draco, he was all I wanted. 

"I'm not sure. They won't tell us," I groaned.

"Can I just. Pledge my allegiance to this bloody place and not be bonded by marriage," I was pleading at this point.

"I'll see what I can do. You know Fireblood, I don't necessarily like you. But you've had it rough, it isn't fair what they are doing," He looked at the ground and I exhaled and nodded. That's when I knew that no one was coming to save me. If I had Rons sympathy, I was truly in this alone, and I would be alone for awhile.