chapter 5

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note from author: if i put * it means its a couple hours later

since last week when i had become friends with freddie and georgie, i had had a detention every other night, i still did not regret a single thing. i loved the weasley twins, honestly everyone needs their own fred and george.

'im coming, dont worry!' i laughed as fred reminded me for the fifth time to meet him at the black lake at midnight.

'yes, but you have the memory of a goldfish!' he shook his head at me, 'dont be late!' he ran off towards the gryffindor common room.

**

rolling over in my warm bed, i noticed the time, ten to midnight, i quickly realised that i'd better get up. i climbed out of bed, shivering, and grabbed an oversized jumper to pull over my pjs. still freezing, i slowly opened the door, as not to wake pansy. the floor was so cold, i hoped whatever fred wanted was going to be quick.

voices drifted up from the common room, two, one i recognised as my ex best friend, daphne, and the other malfoys. shit i thought. what if daphne spills my secret? no, she wouldn't dare.

i slipped into the common room, hoping they wouldn't notice me.

'where are you off to so late after curfew?' questioned daphne, clearly trying to get me into more trouble.

'none of your business, thank you very much.' i replied, rolling my eyes.

'i suggest you get back to bed now.' she said using her prefect powers.

'or what?' i challenged her. daphne took a step closer.

'or i tell everyone your little secret.'

'threatening me, are you?' i said, trying to sound innocent. daphne laughed a cruel laugh and said,

'off you go then.'

i frowed, but left, because i knew she would never stoop that low.

the night time air brushed my pale cheeks and blew my raven hair, rippled the water and flew through the trees. after 15 minutes i began to get worried, because fred hadn't shown. letting out a deep sigh, i got up and crept back to my dorm. this wasn't like fred- but maybe he had gotten himself caught. i very much doubted that, fred being a master prank artist, but i couldn't think of any other excuse. climbing back into my bed i instantly fell asleep, happy to be warm again.

*

i was shaken awake, my cloudy vision cleared, and i raised an eyebrow.

'why so early pans? its saturday' i questioned my best friend.

'are you ok? anything you wanna tell me?' she prompted.

'no..why?'

'because-' she sighed, 'because daphne has been telling everyone that your dad abused lennon.. and-' , i cut her off ,

'WHAT! how could she?' my eyes filled with tears, and they quickly spilled out, i put my head in my hands and sobbed,

'wait- its true?' pansy held me, sympathy in her voice, 'come on, lets go and get some food, and have a girls day, yeah?', she rubbed my back.

'yeah, thank you', i swallowed, trying not to cry.

*

i took a deep breath, and walked timidly into the common room, people glancing my way, all with sympathy in their eyes. i didn't want this, i wanted to be treated normally, even though everyone knew now. pansy grabbed my hand and gave it a squeeze, 'cmon, its gonna be fine.' she reassured me.

when we finally made it to the great hall, i felt sick, everyone, including the teachers, were giving me sympathetic looks. if one more person did that, i was going to cry, and i could not let that happen. 'what the fuck are you looking at?' i snarled at some innocent little hufflepuffs, instantly feeling a pang of guilt. we sat down at the slytherin table, opposite grabbe and goyle, them staring at us like everyone else, i looked down upon them, 'take a picture, it'll last longer', i flicked my hair as i sat down, putting a mask over my emotions.

draco's silver eyes met mine, seeing right through me. i couldn't stand this any longer, i picked up my bag, grabbing a croissant as i left.

my footsteps thumped on the hard steps up to the astronomy tower, the feeling i was being watched washed over me, i shook it off, that didn't matter right now. collapsing onto the windowsill, i finally let out a breath i didn't know i'd been holding, and with it came a flood of tears. they streamed down my face, black with mascara i'd only put on an hour ago. hugging my knees, i continued sobbing. i felt so lonely, i'd never had anyone who really cared. look how things with mum and dad turned out. with daphne and theo. when we were dating i thought theo loved me, but clearly he didn't, i mean he fucked my best friend.

i missed the feeling of comfort i'd never had. i closed my eyes, wishing i wasn't alive. cold hands touched my soft skin, pulling me into his chest, humming a sad tune which perfectly matched how i felt. he cradled me as i cried and kissed my forehead, told me he knew how it felt. i tilted my head to see who i'd found comfort in. draco. draco?

looking into his eyes, i saw something i hadn't before. pain. brokenness. the lack of love i had too. i held his hand and he brushed the hair out of my eyes, we sat, not talking, just understanding. my eyelids dropped, my mind stopped spinning, and i fell asleep in his arms.

*

when i woke, he was still there, holding me. it was sunrise, a beautiful one, and then draco broke the silence, 'y'know, my dad is an asshole too. he doesn't love me. or anyone for that matter. he just throws his weight around, tells people what to do, and shows off his money. i wish i had a father who did love me.'

'me too. my dad is a drunk. he's like it because mum left, honestly he should be over it by now. he abused lennon, and me on occasion. that's why i live with snape.'

the sunlight was so bright now that i had begun to squint. 'you should get some breakfast.. see you later.' he said helping me up. his hand stroked my cheek, and he looked like he was about to say something else, but instead he left, and everything was back to the way it used to be.

note frome author: sorry this chapter is a lot longer than the others, next part will either be out tonight or tommorow!

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 07, 2020 ⏰

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