amortentia [d.m]

chapter. 16

*** Draco's pov

"Draco!", my mother pounds on my door.
"What?!", my my head shoots up.
"Come out", she sounds mad, or disappointed.
I groan. Freyja is still sound asleep.
Shit.
Maybe she heard us.

I put on some clothes, and walk towards the door. I open it slowly, making sure that she doesn't see Frey.

"What was that noise last night? It sounded like you where fighting with someone", she tries to look into my bedroom.
"No, ehh. It was nothing. I was pr acticing for the  Defence Again the Dark Arts exam", I play it off.

"Ok, where is Freyja? She wasn't in her usual bedroom", she crosses her arms.
"She's with me. You know, practising", I rub the back of my neck.
"Ok, I suppose. Your father is still- with us", she has a strange look on her face.
Disappointment?

"Draco?", Freyja yawns.
"Just a minute", I close the door behind me, standing in the hallway with my mother.

"Was that all?", I ask.
"Yes, well. Talk to the house-elves when you want breakfast", she walks away.
After she disappears behind the corner, I let out the breath I was holding in. I open the dark oak door, and enter.

Freyja shoots up from the bed.
"How are your parents?"
"They're fine, well not fine. You know what I mean. My mother heard us, Snape probably did too", I sit down on my bed.

"They what?", she puts her head in her hands.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!", she shakes her head.

"Frey, it's fine. I said we were practicing for the DATDA exam", I put my hand on her shoulder.
"Thank you", she hugs me.

I pull away. "I'm not sure about this. About us. We are great, but I don't want to be a burden. With all that's happening with my family and such. I don't want to drag you down with me. I wasn't think straight yesterday, when we, you know. I-ehm, I don't want you to get hurt. Please understand. It was a mistake bringing you into this"

"You're not dragging me down. I chose to be here. With you. Besides, I'm your family. Like you said", she tries to smile, but her eyes tell me that she's sad.

"Freyja, I can't. Please it's for the best", I shake my head. Fuck. I hate this.

She opens her mouth, like she's about to say something, but quickly closes it again. After a few moments of silence, she speaks.
"Ok, I suppose", she fumbles for her clothes, the sadness has become rage.
She exits the room, furious.

I bang my fist against the door, making a slight dent in the wood. My back slides down the door, and my head falls in my hands.

"You fucking tosser. Ruining all you bloody relationships! Great job!", I mumble to myself.

A relationship, more than a friendship, was, is what I want with Frey. She's perfect. Always knows what to say, strong, will hex anyone that doubts her, determined, driven, sweet (well sometimes) charming, confident, intelligent, fucking perfect. And I let her go, because of my bloody family problems. Nice one Malfoy. We could be so great, but no.

*** Freyja's pov

He finally had me, then he let me go. Why? Was I horrible in bed? Was I the worst shag his has had?
Fucking hell Frey, pull yourself together!
I can't let that ferret boy get me down. I can't.

I walk down the narrow hallway, to the grand staircase.
"Miss Freyja, are you leaving?", Dobby, the house-elf stops me.
"Yes, Draco is acting a fool"
"Oh, Dobby is so sorry to hear. Do you want anything to eat, miss?", he looks up at me with his beaming eyes.
"No, I have to get on my way", I hurry away, to the front door.

How am I going to get back to Hogwarts? What am I even thinking? Bloody hell Frey! Fuck, fuck, fuck!
My vision goes black, and my thoughts go blank for a split second.

Hogwarts. How the hell.
My head is spinning, did I just apparate? It is impossible to apparate to Hogwarts. But, I just did exactly that.

"Freyja? Where did you come from?", Luna Lovegood notices my presence.
"I-uhh.."
I pull myself together
"came through the door, of course"
"Oh, ok. Have a nice day", she smiles, and walks away.