𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | Draco Malfoy

𝐒 𝐄 𝐕 𝐄 𝐍

She still felt like crying every time she saw him or anything that reminded her of him.

"Took you long enough." She said as emotionless as she could.

"She wanted me to stay away from you." He sighed.

Clementia felt beyond betrayed; like a toy he had grown tired of playing with.

It wasn't that easy. She loved Cedric, more than anything in this world. But she knew deep inside since she saw him for the first time after this summer that it wasn't her that he was longing for.

She wanted him to love her back, like how he used to. She wanted him to be happy with her.

And maybe deep down, she wasn't happy with him anymore as well.

"Do you love her?" Although she remained well-poised, the question left her mouth hoarsely.

He bit his lip, looking down. "I- I love you Clem, I really do."

Tears were once again forming in her eyes as another memory began to unfold inside her head.

"Hey, give me that!" Cedric shouted at Clementia, a playful smile curled on his lips. He was in his Quidditch uniform, preparing for another practice for the third time this week.

"Can't you just skip it today?" Clementia frowned, her back pressed against the door with Cedric's shoes in her hands.

"The game is next week sweetheart," He stood from his bed, walking towards the girl. "And there's a possibility we might compete against Slytherin."

"So?" Clementia hid his shoes behind her back.

"So that means I should practice because that little seeker of your house is much better than me." He answered in a singsong voice. "They're counting on me, Clem." He continued, chuckling.

"No way you're going to lose against Malfoy," She laughed, looking at him. "That coward seems to miss the snitch every time Potter is around."

"Ends up in the ward, eh?" Cedric laughed along. "Aren't you supposed to support him, love?"

"Supposed to. Not wanting to." Clementia stated in a correcting manner. "Plus, my boyfriend's a waaay better seeker." She looked at him, finally handing him his shoes. "He's hot too."

Cedric let out a howl. And just like that—the butterflies were freed from their cage again, fluttering rapidly inside Clementia's stomach.

"Well i'd like to meet him sometime."

Clementia smiled softly, a red stain evident on her cheeks. Cedric came closer and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, muttering a meaningful phrase to Clementia that made everything around her come to a halt. The world stopped—but it didn't matter, nothing else mattered after she heard the words that rolled off his tongue ever so smoothly,

"I love you, Clementia Bass."

"But with her, it's different," He faced her with shame. "It's easier,"

Clementia's mouth went dry.

He opened his mouth once more to continue, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to say the words he had in mind. It looked like he was trying to use every last bit of leniency inside him to avoid crushing the girl even more.

"Happier?" She filled in for him, tears now uncontrollably rolling down her face.

"Yeah." He nodded slowly. "I'm sorry."

All he could do was watch as she wiped her own tears with the back of her hand. "I hope you find a place in your heart to forgive me, Clem."

"I never meant for it to happen. I never meant for any of this to happen." He added.

"But it did," Clementia sniffled. "Clearly."

She looked at him one last time, taking in the astounding appearance of the man that was once hers.

It was over, and there was nothing more she could do.

Tears brimmed her eyes as she spoke to him for the last time, 

"Goodbye, Cedric."

It was over.

Turning away, she noticed a familiar cat observing the two, although she couldn't exactly point her finger on who's it was.

It was too much for her to gather, or even pick herself up before anyone could see her.

She took a sharp breath before entering the Slytherin common room, the students immediately turning to look at her. Everyone was between bewildered and curious of her state. She scanned her eyes through the room, searching for a particular someone who can make her feel loads better.

"Fuck this." She went up to her dorm room, thanking Merlin that Danielle wasn't around. Taking a piece of parchment along with some quill and ink, she quickly scribbled a note on her bedside table. She then turned to her eagle owl, handing it a treat before the letter.

"Boys' dormitory, Draco's window. Keep discrete."