Innocence

Chapter 8

NATE'S POV

As I left Dracos room, I have never been more furious. Not only did my own sister disrespect me, I let that pathetic Malfoy boy who should be kissing my shoes get me angry. The one thing I was supposed to hold back. I have gotten very good at it too. Pretending to be this kind, caring, empathetic brother who only joined the death eaters to keep his sister safe. Pathetic really but she bought it. I don't know why. Did she really think Tom Riddle could have twins and at least one of them wouldn't be a psychopath? Now she saw a glimpse of the real side of me and I don't know if I can take it back. It might muck up our plans but at least father might let me crucio her. Camilla is rather annoying, always wanting to be a good person, do the right thing, blah blah. It's boring. It's bad enough that these other Slytherins think they are superior to me. I can't wait for next year, when we are revealed as his children, when they will all be on their knees for me, begging for my approval. Until then...

DRACO'S POV

I was about to kiss her. I couldn't help myself. Looking into her eyes and being close to her body. But the Nate came in and the next thing I know my body was slammed against the mirror. I felt glass shards pierce my skin and my body ached from the impact. I couldn't move from the floor as the pain was too much. I just laid there watching the Riddle twins argue. It was strange, she was protecting me. Did she remember? No, there's no way. That day when I found her unconscious and bleeding and I healed her, but the I obliviated her. There is no way she remembers. But she was still protecting me, why?

CAMILLA'S POV

The second Nate left I turned my attention to Draco. I knelt down to his body and shook him gently and he groaned. "Draco, Draco, open your eyes" I said softly. There was a cut under his eye and on his forehead. He opened his eyes and for a second I saw fear. "It's ok, I'm not going to hurt you." I said. Trying to flip him over so I could check for other injuries."Just go Riddle," he said lowly.
At this moment, I didn't care about his feelings toward me, or mine towards him. He was hurt and I had to help, I can't just leave him alone like this. "No, you are hurt, badly. So can you just shut up and let me help" I said. He rolled his eyes. "Seeing as this is your fault, I guess" he snapped and let me move him away from the glass. "My fault? Seriously? How is this my fault?" I exclaimed. "Your crazy brother did this," he spat. "And I'm sorry for him but I would have never been here if you did force me to come by threatening to expose me which as you know would get me and my brother killed" I said. "I guess you have a point," he grumbled. I started unbuttoning his shirt and he grabbed my hands. "What are you doing?" he asked. "I need to get the glass out of your back," I said. "Oh, ok," he mumbled. "Do you have a first aid kit?" I asked. "In the closet, bottom shelf" he said nodding towards the closet. I stood up and walked over opening the closet doors. I looked through finally finding a large case with medical supplies. Right as I was about to shut the doors, a frame caught my eye. The photograph was of what I'm assuming are the Malfoys. "Is this your mother?" I asked pointing to the woman in the frame. He stood up grabbing the frame and shoving it to the back of his closet. "Don't touch that" he spat. Then he sat backwards in a chair and I set up a little station at his desk. "I"m sorry, it's just... she is really beautiful." I said. "Yes, she is." he said and his voice softened. "Here, drink this." I said handing him a calming draught and he downed it. "This is going to hurt, even with the potion" I said as I got really to pull the bits of glass from his pale skin. "Probably not anymore than when I got thrown into the wall" he joked. "You got a point there," I said. I took the tweezers and pulled the glass out but he kept moving. "You can't keep moving," I said. "Well it hurts" he whined. "It hurts more because you keep moving," I said. He just groaned and gripped the chair tighter as I pulled out the rest of the glass. It took over an hour to finish but I finally did. Then I cleaned all the wounds and bandaged him and he was surprisingly still. Then I realized he was half asleep. I shook him gently and his eyes barely opened. "Draco, let's get you into bed" I said and he just nodded. I helped him up and we stumbled over to the bed as I tried to keep his large body up. Then he fell on the bed and I pulled off his shoes and his belt leaving him just in his trousers. Then I pulled the covers over and he was asleep. I used a spell to clean the glass and put the mirror back together. Then I grabbed a piece of parchment and wrote a note for him. Feel Better By the time I finished, it was already 3am. I ran back to the Gryffindor common room and I was exhausted. I headed to my room when I saw the raven haired boy on the couch. I walked over and saw Harry sleeping. I really didn't want to deal with him and I knew he was probably still upset with me but I didn't want him to get in trouble for being out of bed. I walked over and knelt in front of him. "Harry" I whispered and shook his shoulder softly. He quickly shot up and immediately rubbed his scar. Then he saw me. "Oh Cam, are you ok?" he asked. "Yeah, I just don't want you to get in trouble for sleeping on the couch." I said. "Thanks, what time is it?" he asked. "Um, 3" I said nervously. "Did you just get back?" he asked. I nodded. "Camilla, you are really worrying me." he said. "I know, I'm sorry. Really, Harry, I'm sorry. For everything. Please know that, I didn't want any of this." I said and I quickly walked upstairs.

HARRY'S POV

"I know, I'm sorry. Really, Harry, I'm sorry. For everything. Please know that, I didn't want any of this." Camilla said and ran upstairs before I could stop her. "Please know that I didn't want any of this" What does that mean?