His Little Feather

Run

A/N TRIGGER WARNING: THERE IS ABUSE IN THIS CHAPTER! PLEASE SKIP IF YOU WANT TO! THANK YOU!

Heather's POV

I appriated into the common room.

I saw him. 

He was sitting on the couch.

He whipped around and his eyes met mine.

He looked horrible. He was super skinny and his eyes looked caved in. I'd never see him like this and it broke me.

A smile broke loose on his face.

I ran up to him and wrapped my arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around my lower body.

I started crying into his neck.

"H-h-how?" he tried to get out.

"Shhhh" I said pulling away from him.

His face saddened as he did.

He put his hand to my cheek and lightly ran his fingers over the gash.

"Who did this to you?" His brow furrowed.

"Not importa-" i tried to say.

"Don't you dare finish that sentence" he said.

"You wouldn't let me even if i tried" i said giggling.

He looked at me, like he was thinking about something.

Then he pressed his lips into mine. 

I kissed him back harder. 

He kept kissing me harder and harder like this is all he had been craving. 

I pulled away and rested my head against his.

"I don't have much time..." I said.

"Shhh.." he said. "P-p-please" His voice broke.

"Where h-have you been" he struggled to get out.

i pulled my head back and looked into those silver eyes. 

I pressed my lips against his once more.

we slowly kissed in the middle of the common room and i felt safe again.

My hands moved to his hair and all down his back exploring the unknown territory. 

He pulled me into him. 

Tears starting flowing down my cheeks.

He pulled away and cupped my face in his hands.

"Talk to me love..." he said looking into my eyes.

"I-I-... you need to run Draco" i said.

He looked at me with a questioning look "Why" he said.