amortentia [d.m]

chapter. 17

*** Draco's pov

She's gone, really gone. I am standing alone in the hallway, tears dripping down my face.
I wipe my flushed cheeks with my shirt sleeve.

"Mum! Have you seen Frey?", I shout.
"Could you be quiet! Your father is ill!", she appears from a bedroom.
"Where is Freyja?!", I get in her face.
"I don't know, Draco. Go back to your room", she demands. I roll my eyes and walk back to my bedroom.

She can't just leave me like that.

*** Freyja's pov

I make my way from the library to the dungeons. No one seems to notice that I was back, without Draco.

"I heard Narcissa hexed him"
"No, she poisoned him. With the help of professor Snape"
"I think Freyja and Draco stabbed him", I tune in to the third-years chat. They all go quiet when they see my face. One of them looks like she's going to piss her pants.
"S-So sorry, Hekseberg", a boy stutters.
"You better be", I turn to the stairs that lead to the dormitory.

"How's Draco?", Pansy meets me in the stairs.
"He's been better, he's hurt. Really hurt", I look down a my feet.
"How are you? You don't seem to good", she grabs my arm, lightly.
"I uhm- have been better. I'm fine really. How are you?", I try to smile.
"I am well. Freyja talk to me. We don't have to be enemies, you know I don't fancy Draco"

"Why do you, Pansy Parkinson, want to help me? Don't you hate me or something?", I look deep into her eyes.
"You know all those years when I fancied Draco, I actually fancied you. I know I sound mental, but it's true", she smiles, a genuine smile.
"You? Fancied me? I can't believe it", I raise my eyebrows.
"Yes, besides the point. I don't hate you. Now talk to me", she drags me to her dorm.

I sit down on their neatly done bed. The room smells like rose and vanilla, just like Pansy does.
"Tell me please, how are you? And why are you back without Draco?", she sits down on the opposite side on the bed, with her legs crossed.

"He told me I had to get away, that we couldn't be together. He said I would get dragged down by him and his family. He is my family, he can't just leave me. Right? It's not a one sided thing, he can't control everything", my eyes get teary.
"Freyja, calm down. He left you?", she get closer to me.
"Yeah, he left me. Without warning", she hugs me tight. My tears soaking through her shirt.

"It's going to get better, I promise", she brushes through my hair with her fingers.
"Why would I get dragged down? I can handle pain, it's fine", I sob.
"I don't know. Maybe there is another reason, something you don't know. He has to have a better reason for leaving you", she tries to comfort me.
We stay like this for a few minutes.
"Thank you", I lift my head from her shoulder.
Tears are still dripping off my face.

"Shall I take you back to your dorm, or do you want to stay here a little longer?"
"I should get back to my dorm", I wipe my tears away.

"Have you eaten? You must be starving", she walks me down the hallway.
"I am a little hungry, I can wait till supper. It's fine, don't worry", I try to smile.
"Just wait in you dorm. I will be back soon", she leads me to my door, and walk away from me.

The door handle feels cool against my skin. The door creaks slightly when I open it.
"Frey, you're back!", Ambar jumps from her bed, and hugs me tight.
She pulls away.
"Have you been crying?", she's concerned.
"Ehh, yeah. I'm fine", I smile, again.
"Are you sure? We can talk if you want to", she tilts her head.
"It's fine, really. Where is Lilith?", I try to lead the conversation in another direction.
"She's studying in the library", Ambar sits back on her bed.