The Snake Pit

15; Not Anymore

A couple of days before Enzo's wedding I decided that sulking in my room wouldn't solve anything and instead wanted to make the best of it. I constantly told myself that everything would get better by the upcoming school year and I was finally starting to believe it. After all, school is only a few weeks away so I wouldn't have to wait too long to find out whether it was true or not.

Remembering that school was only a few weeks away I hopped off my bed, which I haven't bothered to leave in quite some time. I realized that I haven't gotten to raid Malfoy Manor's library to take books with me to school and simultaneously return the books I had taken for the year before. Usually, I do this with Draco so he can easily lie to his dad about where we're taking his books but seeing as Draco isn't talking to me and his dad is in Azkaban then I don't see what the problem is with borrowing a few books.

I quickly showered and got dressed. Even though it was already noon mt mother gave up a few days ago when trying to tell me to get ready sooner in the day. I snuck down to the drawing-room and grabbed floo powder to travel to Draco's library. Luckily they had a fireplace that would spit me out in their library so I wouldn't have to accidentally run into anyone.

When I got there I immediately ran to my favorite section, fiction. Normally I prefer muggle books and American literature but this library doesn't have any of that. If it did I would have definitely already read them by now.

I searched through the books as quickly as possible trying to find things I haven't already read and would actually want to read. Not finding anything I gave up and moved on to the historical fiction section, another favorite. I found a book I might be interested in and began to look through it when I heard the library doors open. I froze knowing it was probably Draco but scared that it might not have been.

I stood still for a couple of minutes listening to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer. "I know exactly where you are. You only ever come to this section of the library." It was Draco's voice.

I let out the breath I was holding in when I saw him walk down the aisle I was in. "I thought you were a murderer or something," I joked.

He didn't laugh and instead said, "That's ironic."

"Wha-"

"What are you doing here?" he asked, seeming impatient.

"I was just looking at books," I replied.

He huffed, "You have to leave."

"What why? I'm not bothering anyone. How did you even know I was here?"

"The wards. My mother asked me to see who was here and I figured it was you." He gently grabbed my arm to pull me to the fireplace before I stopped him.

"Wait, first Blaise tells me you guys need a break from me, then you don't talk to me for almost two months, and now I show up at your house and you kick me out like I didn't practically live here when I was younger? What's going on?"

"You just have to go. I- Look you can't be here." As he said it he glanced back at the library doors a couple of times. "My mother can't know you here."

"Why?"

"Just because okay?"

I scratched my head. "I don't understand."

He seemed to be anxious about something. He kept glancing back and the doors like he was expecting someone to come in and kill us or something. "Just- I-" He sighed loudly and then the library disappeared.

I felt sick to my stomach when we appeared in my bedroom. "What? How did you do that?"

"My aunt," he shrugged. "I gotta go." Then he disapparated and he was gone.