Draco Malfoy has had an unhealthy obsession with Josephine Greengrass, the only Gryffindor in her family, ever since first year. Over his six years of watching her, he has hardly ever spoken to her. The year he gets his dark mark drives him over the...
Published 12/25/20 10:47 "You don't have to pity me, I don't need it."
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"Draco, I'm so sorry, that's horrible." ꧁꧂ Draco's POV:
Dear Diary, It's now how much I've realized how wrong this is. How wrong of me it is to love Josephine. She deserves better, I'll give her the worst life, or worst, he'll kill her. I've try not to, but I can't. She's my home, my life, my sanity, my savior. I love her, and I can't stop, it's impossible. All of these feelings I've tried to keep bottled up for six years, and I can't anymore. I need to feel her lips against mine, her skin against mine, our love combined. I want her, more than anything, but everyone and everything is pushing us away from each other, but I won't stop trying. My love for her is too strong, but how could she ever love someone like me? Someone who's evil, and cruel, and just overall bad. Someone who's a death eater, someone who's me. I would be her darkness but she is my light, and the only one who lead me out of this darkness. I just want to be hers, for her to love me.
I set down my diary and laid there in my bed, staring at the ceiling and imagining Josephine and me together.
It's been two weeks, every night, Josephine and I go star gazing, while we talk about our feelings, futures, lives, and more. Although, I usually only listen to her.
I've learned lots of things about her, for example, how she feels pressured by her parents on having to be the best at everything, since they're already disappointed in her.
How could anyone be disappointed in Josephine? She's perfect, if anything they should be beyond proud of her.
Today is Sunday, and I've still gotten nowhere with the cabinet. I've been trying to plan out my plan with the cursed necklace, but if I'm being honest, I'm scared.
I'm scared to kill Dumbledore, if he dies, who will become the headmaster? Voldemort will have more of a chance of ruling the wizarding world and I don't want that to happen.
I've laid in bed all day, not moving at all. I'm exhausted, I've been working non stop on the cabinet. The only time I feel relaxed is when I'm with Josephine, which is in 20 minutes.
20 minutes till I get to see her.
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I went straight outside, like I've been doing for two weeks. When I arrived Josephine was there already like usual, reading a book.
"Hey." I said while sitting down next to her. "Hey. I think that it's time you tell me more about yourself, in these few weeks you've only really listened to me talk, but don't get me wrong your a very good listener." Josephine laughed.
I could feel my throat close up, and I wanted to run.
I started to think, do I tell her the truth? This is the girl I want to spend the rest of my life with, so I suppose I should, but just leave a few details out.
"Er, okay. Well, erm, ever since I was little I was raised that only real wizards are purebloods, men don't cry and if you do, you're weak. And my father has never really cared about me, only my reputation." I said.
It was silent.
I turned to look at Josephine. She looked at me with pity, which I hated. It made me feel weak and vulnerable.
"You don't have to pity me, I don't need it." I said staring right at her.
"Draco, I'm so sorry, that's horrible." She said. "It doesn't matter, what's done is done." I replied and looked up at the stars.
I couldn't face her, for the fear I might break down, and I couldn't do that right in front of her.
"Draco, you know you can talk to me whenever you need to, for whatever it is." She said while grabbing my hand.
It felt nice, but she was only doing it because she felt bad.
I didn't reply and laid down, still staring at the stars, with her holding my hand.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her lay down, still holding onto my hand, so I intervened our fingers.
We laid there in silence, holding hands, staring at the stars. It felt perfect, it was perfect. Everything involved with her was perfect, because she is perfect, and she's mine. ——————————————————— I'm so sorry this is so cheesy, but I kinda love this. Sorry this chapter is so short! Their first kiss is coming up soon! I already have an idea for how it's gonna go. I'll give you a hint. ☔️ Also please comment and vote love y'all!❤️
