Slytherin Tears

33. The Full Truth

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Lena Jeramey

Looking at the ceiling, not closing my eyes once; it's been like this all night.

Jaden was waiting for me in my room last night, but it wasn't him. It was, Leo.

I could just remember myself screaming for him to stop; he never did. Instead, he slipped something in my mouth, making me sound like I wanted him; but I never did.

I don't move. I've been seeing the plain white ceiling since he left last night.

It's the same pain like eight months and four days; all over again.

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Rowan Bailey

I wake up, seeing I'm in Draco's bed; in the Malfoy Manner. Voices coming from outside the room. I looked down wearing a long shirt that I've never seen before. What happened last night?

I remember being with Draco when he came to the bathroom with me, smiling from just looking at each other's eyes. Doing his make up while he told me I didn't need any. Talking with Oliver, both apologizing. Lena and Blaise play that game. Telling Draco how I felt, but then. It all went black like nothing was there. Everything else, lost.

I get up, feeling the cold floor on my feet. Every step making everything feel blurry till it goes away, and blurry again. I hold on to the nightstand beside his bed, to look outside the blinded windows.

It's dark out, the sky slowly shading to a darker shade of blue. Have I been sleeping all day?

My stomach growls, knowing I'm hungrier than usual.

All alone in this dark room made me feel eager to get some light; needed to get out.

I open the door, hearing movement being made in the kitchen. I don't think nothing of it, but make myself towards it.

"Hey sweetheart, how are you?" Narcissa says without looking, already knowing it was me.

"Hi, um- why am I here?"

She passes my question away, not looking at me as she prepared herself a cup of tea, "I think it's best you get, dressed." her tone shaky as she breathes it out.

I walk closer to her, "Narcissa- what's going on?"

"Follow me, I'll get you new clothes."

She kept changing the subject, looking all abnormal, "I'm not moving until you tell me what's going on."

She sighs, but doesn't tell, "Come with me." her voice continues to stay calm and delicate, walking away.

I follow her as she walks towards her room. My eyes dart at the brown hair, blue eye boy. "What's he doing here?"

His eyes already on mine, with nothing for me to read through them. Seemed as no emotions were shown, his hands were kept hidden.

"Leo, this is-" Narcissa starts, but I cut her off.

"I know who he is," I clear my throat, knowing that was harsh, "Why is he here?" I look back at Narcissa, arms crossed. I haven't seen him since the locker room, and I didn't want to either.

"We better get you dressed." she passes by my question once again.

I glance at him before walking again. His shirt was slightly rolled up, seeing ink on his inner left forearm. Brown hair slightly messy while bags formed under his eyes.