INCLUDES FOUL LANGUAGE
NOT ACCURATE TO THE BOOKS
SELF HARM
DRINKING
BLOOD WARNING
DRACOS POINT OF VIEWThe next two months were fun. Y/N slept in my room with me at night, we studied together, went on dates to Hogsmead, hung out with Blaise. It was so amazing and glorious. I felt on top of the world. But something was bothering me. This next week, You-Know-Who is having me start on my project: fixing the vanishing cabinet in order to kill Dumbledore. I know Y/N said she'd stay by me. I loved her so much, and she loved me equally. That was the problem. I couldn't let her fall in love with a murderer. No matter how much it would kill the both of us, I needed to end things. She couldn't be with a killer.
After class, I walked into her dorm and saw Y/N sprawled across the bed, writing a potions essay. "Hey Princess." I said. She looked up to me and smiled. God, her smile just melted me. "Hey Love." She responded. I sat down on the edge of the bed next to her. She took my hand and kissed my knuckles. "Hmmm I'm too lazy to reach all the way up to your lips." She said, yawning. "Y/N we need to talk." I said. I must have come off cold, because her disposition changed immediately, and she sounded worried. She sat next to me and held my hand. "Draco are you okay?" She asked, panic spread across her face.
"Y/N, I love you. I really, really love you." I said. "I love you too Draco." She replied. "That's the problem. I'm going to start my mission soon. You can't love a murderer." I said. "What... are you saying?" She asked, a hint of uncertainty in her tone. "Y/N, I love you. I'll always love you. But you can't love a murderer. We need to break up." I said. Tears stung my eyes, as I imagined a life without her in it. I watched as a tear fell from her cheeks. I cupped her face and wiped away the tears. "Draco. Please. I can't loose you again. I just got you back." She sobbed. "You won't loose me. I'll be here if you need me. Just not in the same way." I replied.
I pulled her closer, kissing her for the last time. Feeling the eruption of butterflies for the last time. Tasting her lips for the last time. "I'm sorry Y/N." I said.
YOUR POINT OF VIEW
The pain was immeasurable. I knew he was doing this for me, but it felt like brutal torture. Draco got up slowly and left. I felt a pain in my chest that I could only describe as my heart shattering. "No... Draco." I sobbed. I hugged my knees and cried into them. I looked around my room, for an old sweatshirt of Draco's so I could smell him one last time. Through my tear-clouded eyes, I managed to find two things both of which were metal and shiny. The first was my locket. I couldn't bear to open it and see the picture. It would've hurt more.
The second was a sharp pair of scissors. I passed the scissors through my hands, and examined them. They looked as sharp as a knife.
I ran down to the Slytherin common room. "Blaise!" I yelled. "Blaise!" I called again through my loud sobs. "Blimey! I'm here. God. No need to ye-" he started. He looked over to me and I swore I saw the blood drain from his face. "Y/N- are you alright?" He asked, sitting me down on a couch and putting an arm around me. I shook my head no. "I'm sorry. I'm sure Draco already told you about what happened, so I didn't have anywhere else to turn." I said. "Yeah. He told me."Blaise replied. I stayed silent for a moment before blurting out "I did something bad." He took a deep breath. "What did you do?" He asked. I pulled my sleeve up. He grabbed my wrist immediately.
"Y/N... I thought you stopped." He said, looking horrified at the dark red gashes in my arm. Blood was dripping down, furiously onto the couch. "I just- sometimes it's the only way to take the pain away, and I can't resist." I said, stuttering. "Y/N please don't hurt yourself. Whenever you feel like doing something to yourself, maybe just take a deep breath and drink some water, talk to your friends about it, just please don't." He replied. "I'm sorry." I responded. He hugged me tightly. "He still loves you. He's doing it for you." He said softly. "I know." I replied.
I walked back to the Gryffindor common room, and walked in on the middle of a wizards chess game between Ron and Hermione. Dean, Neville, Harry and Seamus were just watching the game, laughing and having fun. I quickly muttered "episky" under my breath and removed the gashes. "Y/N are you okay?" I heard Neville ask. I turned to look at everyone who was wearing a worried expression. I sniffed and wiped away the tears. I faked a smile and said "Yeah." They all obviously didn't believe me. "Y/N, do you want to talk about it?" Hermione asked. I shrugged, trying to keep a smile on my face. "Only if there's a bottle of fire whiskey included." I said. "Alright let's go get wasted." Said Dean.
I came back from the room of requirements, very drunk. I somehow managed to get back into the Gryffindor common room. I stumbled in and saw everyone still sitting on the couch.
HERMIONE'S POINT OF VIEW
H-heeyyy guys. What's- up-p." she asked, stumbling around. She was so drunk. I rushed up and sat her down at the couch. "Y/N, you're not well. You need to talk. What's going on?" I asked. I hated to take advantage of her being drunk, but this is the only way that I would ever find out what's going on. "Mmm? Draco's uhhhhh he's uhhhh what do you call it? Uhhh- he has a uh big evil boss who wants to make him uhhhhhh kill Dumbledore." She said, drunken. "What?" I whispered in shock. "Uhhh but he doesn't want to and he broke up with me so I don't uhhhhh date a murderer? I think. It's fuzzy." She said airily. She hiccuped and yelled "THERE'S A FROG IN ME!!!"
"Okay Y/N. You need to go to bed." I said, helping her walk up the stairs. "I can walk on my own!" She shouted. "No Y/N, you can't." I replied. She was trying my patience. "I can! Look." She said. She took my arm off, and took one step before collapsing onto the stairs.
AUTHORS NOTE
Hah- you thought we were finally a happy couple?!? Do you even know me?!?
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Just Imagine, a Draco Malfoy Fanfiction
FanfictionYou and Draco Malfoy have always despised each other. He was a Slytherin and you were a Gryffindor. But fourth year came and you had a huge glow up during the summer? Will things be the same?