White Blood ; Draco Malfoy

White Blood ; Draco Malfoy

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The destruction of you began with me. "You'll understand soon enough that I'm doing this all for you!" He smacked my arm away from him, the arm that was holding my wand up at him. "Everything I do is for you!" I could hear each ounce of pain in his voice as his words punched my heart. "I don't believe you!" I cried, it became hard for me to speak as my words were being taken up by the emotions flooding throughout my body. I had so much to say to him but I couldn't find a single way to get it out. I wanted to scream so loud that the Heavens could hear me, I wanted to punch him so hard that I would nearly kill him-I was so angry. How could joining the people that wanted to kill me be beneficial to my case? It didn't make sense, and that was what frustrated me. I simply couldn't believe that he was doing such terrible things for my own good.
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There was never a moment where I realized I love him. I hadn't even realized that I had became attached to him as much as I was. I was in denial of my everlasting, growing dependency for Draco Malfoy. After all, he was the enemy, how could I? Maybe Draco and I confused the line between addiction and love. I wish I realized sooner. ~ Draco stands me up, his eyes locking with mine makes my knees buckle. He runs his thumb over my cheek bone, stabilizing and captivating me by the second. We stay in this position as seconds go by, making me melt. He's right of course, he has me around his finger. "You're truly addicting, Y/n." He doesn't slur his words, but only drags them out. I stand up. I craved him. His touch. The way his words melt off his tongue. The need was becoming overpowering. ~

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