Skin And Bones

Make a choice

Draco's POV:

Madame Pomfrey is standing with her hands in her hips, looking right at me.

"Well well mister Malfoy, did I not tell you to rest? Where have you been? You're under 24h surveillance, you can't just run off. We were worried about you and your bandages need to be changed!", she says strictly while pointing a finger at me.

"Sorry miss, it won't happen again. Hold on, didn't you put a spell on me?", I point out. "Yes we did, the spell only works for a few hours though and we will renew it every time we come to change the bandages. Now get in to bed."

I turn around on my heel and walk to the bed, I've only just realized that I'm not wearing any shoes. Oops..

A nurse comes towards me with a smile. I've kept on the sweater and pants because I'm always cold, but the nurse motions for me to take it off so she can take off the bandages.

As she's taking them off the wounds are stinging, I stare at my wrists, look at what I've done and think about how I'll never get rid of these scars.

My eyes start tearing up.

I don't remember anything from that night, but if I judge by the look of my wrists that are still slightly bleeding, it must've been pretty fucking bad.

As the nurse starts wrapping new bandages around my cuts Madame Pomfrey opens the curtains with another announcement, or so it seems. "There's a girl here for you", she says. I'm expecting Granger, but the reality is much worse.

"What the fuck do you want, Parkinson?", I hiss at the black haired girl in front of me. She smiles sheepishly and says: "I came to check up on my boyfriend!"

"Boyfriend?!"

A bush of curly hair appears behind Parkinson. Great this is just what I need! The nurse gives me a pitying look as she gets up and walks past the girls. "Don't put too much pressure on him, girls", she warns them with a chuckle.

"You're dating, Parkinson?", Granger says it laughing, but I can hear the knot in her throat.

"What no!", I yell in defense.

"What do you mean no? I thought I was your girlfriend now, you know, because of our encounter two days ago", Parkinson says with a disappointed look on her face. Her eyes start tearing up.

"We just fucked, Parkinson. That's all! I would never date you." "

Why not?", she scoffs.

"Because first of all, you're a slut and nobody likes you and second of all, I just wanted some distraction", I say slightly annoyed.

A tear rolls down her cheek but she wipes it away quickly, she smiles and gives a small nod before she walks off.

Maybe that was a bit harsh.

"Wasn't that a little harsh?", Granger acknowledges. "Just what I was thinking, Granger." There's a brief silence.

"Why did you sound so sad when she said I was her boyfriend?", I ask randomly.

Her eyes shoot up and she makes a face. "I didn't sound sad what are you talking about. I don't care who you fuck", she responds with her chin up.

"You wish you got to see as much as Parkinson", I laugh. "I'm a lesbian.", she says suddenly.

Hermione's POV:

I burst out in laughter. "You should've seen your face!", I say as I choke on my laugh.

"Haha real funny, Granger", he scoffs. I get up from my chair and turn my head before I walk out.

"See you Malfoy, I'm off to have hot lesbian sex with your 'girlfriend'", I tease.

He practically jumps out of bed. "I'm definitely coming."

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I walk to my dorm with a big smile that immediately disappears when I see Ginny waiting for me at the entrance. I still smile briefly.

"Hey Ginny, what's up?", I try to sound casual as I say it. She rolls her eyes and scoffs.

"What's up? What's up?! You hit my brother in the face, he deserved it not gonna lie, but you're always with Malfoy and you're never in class. Just because he decided being a Death Eater got too hard for a while and tried to take the easy way out doesn't mean you're the one to help him. He's a fucking Death Eater."

I sigh and put my hands on my hips. "He might be a Death Eater but after all he's still just a boy! What do you expect me to do, Ginny?"

"Pick a side, Hermione."

The redhead who once used to be my best friend walks away as I blink away a tear, things will never be the same even if I pick their side, but how am I supposed to choose between my best friends and a boy who owes me his life?

The memories from that night flash by again, the fear when I found him, panic when I couldn't find someone to help, but the thing I remember mostly is the feeling of his cold skin, and how he was still beautiful while he bled out in my arms.

Am I supposed to just forget all of that and leave him? If I do that, it'll be my fault if he tries again and if he succeeds I'll never be able to live with myself.

I go into my dorm and sit on the big couch in the common room. The fire flickers and the more I stare into it, the more I start to see images through the flames. I see snakes and faces of terror.

I go to the bathroom where the strong smell of mint hits my nose, it triggers something in me and I see him laying on the floor again.

It's the first time I've come back to our dorm after the attempt and I just can't bring myself to stay here.

I'm pathetic.

All I did was find him, he's the one who has it bad, not me. I shouldn't be complaining. I decide to stay here tonight after all so I can think about my decision even though I'd rather just have everything, but of course that's not an option.

I choose Malfoy, all the Gryffindors will despise me and call me a traitor. I choose my friends, Malfoy's guaranteed to get hurt.

Fuck my life.

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The clock strikes twenty times. I get up from the couch and decide it's time to put on some new clothes. I didn't do anything, just sat there thinking all day long. If I wanna get some sleep it's best I go somewhere else.

I bang the door of my room shut behind me and walk to my closet, I start looking through it but freeze when I open the third drawer.

Tears well up in my eyes as I stare at the blood stained uniform, I haven't washed it yet, don't know when the time for that will come, if it ever does.

I slam the drawer shut and simply walk out of the dorm, acting as if I'm not literally keeping Malfoy's blood in my bottom drawer.

The Hospital Wing is quiet since there are no other people except for a first year who almost blew himself and the rest of the class up with a potion.

I walk to Draco's bed and close the curtains behind me. He smiles as I sit down on the side of the bed.

"Everything alright?", he asks.

"Not really", I reply.

"What's up, Granger?"

"Ginny stopped by today.."

He nods as if he knows what's about to come. "What'd she say?", he asks while pushing himself up a little so he can sit straighter.

"She told me...", I hesitate.

"You can tell me", Malfoy says comfortingly.

"She told me I have to pick a side. You or them." His smile fades away and he sinks back down.

"Oh..." I can hear the pain in his voice as he says: "It's okay Granger, I get it. They're your friends, I can handle myself." He looks away and his eyes get glossy.

"I picked you."