Glass Houses

43🔴Green eyed Monster

Draco's POV

It was torture, I couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, couldn't even look at myself in the mirror.

I straightened my shirt one last time before heading down the long winding stairs down to my dining room where I knew he would be waiting.

The Dark Lord

Just saying his name almost made me want to run and hide as far away from my own home as I could. I hadn't been able to go back to Hogwarts for weeks. The dark Lord had me following up leads of blood traitors all around the country. Besides I couldn't handle all the rumours, the dirty looks from the people who used to be my friends before Emerald came into the picture

Emerald

Why couldn't I stop thinking about her? It was like she was permanently etched into my mind and no amount of firewiskey in the world could change that. I'd forget my own name before I forgot hers.

The way her nose scrunched when she laughed , the way she had to have 3 sugars in her coffee because she couldn't stand the bitter taste alone, the way her eyes instinctively found Blaise whenever she was uneasy......

I also loved how her whole being seemed to glow madly when she was angry, like she had harnessed the power of the sun into her rage filled episodes, the way you could insult her six ways to Sunday without her batting an eyelid but as soon as you uttered one word against Blaise or Pansy or that sod Longbottom, she turned feral.

I love her

I remember when she used to be like that for me, always standing in my corner, always ready to defend me. Now it would seem that was Nott's place

It sickens me to say his name ,
Theodore Nott...
The one who has always had it all...
A beautiful, powerful, fierce girl who loved him no matter what....my girl
Friends who respected him and looked out for him....my friends
A chaser position on the Quiddich team
....my position
His father loves him dearly, would even sacrifice himself for his son, I can't imagine what that's like.

I remember in Fourth year when he came into the common room beaming at Flint and the rest of the Quiddich team, clutching a brand new Nimbus 2004 in his hands, saying how proud his father was of his E grade in Potions.
I couldn't help thinking that if I had received an E grade in anything all I would have been awarded would have been a sharp word in my ear to 'do better' maybe even a short stint of the cruciatus curse if I was lucky....

Not

Nott had always got the best grades, even without trying, so I studied harder and harder to please my father, prioritising my studies over Quiddich. Of course then Flint said he wanted a seeker that could put their whole focus into Quiddich.

No prizes for guessing who got my spot.

I was so lost in my thoughts I hadn't realised that I was now stood in front of my Dining room door. I felt my pulse quicken

Even after 5 months of being his solider, his presence still made a shiver run down my spine. I knocked twice

"Enter"

I took the doorknob with shaking hands and stepped tentatively into the Dark Room.

"Ahh hello young Malfoy" the snake like man breathed slowly, he was slouched in his chair at the end of the table, Nagini wrapped herself around his wrist

"Please, take a seat" he instructed rather than asked as I slid into a chair a few seats away from him

"How can I be of service My Lord?" I was surprised at the smoothness of my voice, lord knows I wasn't calm and collected on the inside