healing heart. | D.M

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the next day was a bit more hectic than usual, amelia woke up with a aching pain in between her thighs, her legs were slightly wobbly as she got out of bed.

she remembered the events of yesterday and her stomach churned in butterflies, amelia got ready for the day as she usually would, she always dressed nice, even though her robe always covered her body, amelia put on a black and green pleated midi skirt, with the usual slytherin required top, she threw on her usual black flats, she perfectly tied her slytherin tie around her neck and put her hair into a ponytail,

Completely unaware of the markings that were engraved deeply into her skin, the now purple marks coated all over her neck in heavy spots, amelia made her way down to the grand hall, Lydia never even returned to the dorm they shared the other night.

Lydia caught up to her quickly, "woah, where have you been?" Amelia teased, Lydia stuck her tongue out at her and laughed, "I can ask the same, who gave you those?" Lydia questioned at your neck.

"Gave me what?" Amelia didn't follow right away, until she got it, her eyes widened in shock as she let her hair fall down her face in an instant. "We are not talking about these!" Amelia said, completely flustered walking away from her and into the grand hall. Sitting down a way from a few people.

Lydia smiled at Blaise, and Blaise returned the smile, and they both motioned me to come sit next to them, and I did so, sitting in front of Lydia as the both of them sat side by side, Pansy walked over and sat by us. Pansy had a thing for playing with my hair, she always did.

Pansy moved a piece of hair from my face, her eyes trailed down to my neck, a smirk falling upon her lips. "Who could possibly shag you without you telling me?" Pansy fake gasped, and acted hurt.

"I don't know what you are talking about pans, but you are out of your mind today." I answered in a rushed tone, not wanting to be having this conversation as the platinum blonde boy sat next to Blaise. clearly confused at everyone's faces.

"What's with the shocked faces?" Draco asked, his voice was more annoying today, his usual mean Demeanor coming out to play. my eyes drifted to his, and he instantly looked at me. "What are you looking, winters?" Draco spat at you.

Ouch, that one definitely hurt to the core, back to first name basis, even though we were closer than anyone at this table last night. "Nothing." I quickly mumble and looked down at the food, draco didn't move his stare off of me, and I can feel his burning stare.

"We were talking about Amelia, she's got loads of hickeys on her neck." Pansy snickered, moving my hair out of the way again, and I tried to brush her hand away faster but she was quicker than I was, revealing to draco the love marks he's created on my skin. On the inside, draco was proud of his creation, marking what he wanted.

On the outside, draco scoffed. "Who could possibly wish to shag you winters?" Draco was quick to raise an eyebrow, I couldn't tell the emotions on his face. "Can everyone just stop?" Amelia was fed up now, she sat up from the table, lots of eyes followed her movements as she walked out of the grand hall.

Draco laughed at her reaction, and everyone turned their heads at him. "Not cool, draco. Now you go run after her." Blaise sneered, shoo'ing him away.

Draco gave in after a minute of whining from the group, and went to go look for her, he stopped walking after a few minutes, it was useless, why was he even looking for her? It's not like he cared.

and then he seen her on the floor, her legs were pushed against her chest, her head laying down on her legs, and both arms wrapped around them, draco wanted to melt at the scene, but couldn't give in.  "why are you being so sensitive?" Draco scoffed once again, standing in front of her.