"Why didn't you tell him something?" I asked angrily. How could Harry and Ron let Draco walk away just like that, when they were giving him a hard time when he came for dinner? Why didn't they say anything?
They stayed silent and I shook my head, "You still think he is not right for me"
"Well, are we wrong? When you are in pain, he left you. Olivia, he just left you. Now, he'll move on and go on with his life, while you will be heartbroken. I was right, from the beginning, he was never right for you" Ron said standing up while Harry still sat beside me.
"What happened to what you just said like a minute ago? Huh? Let go, we will find each other and all that bullshit?" I asked looking at him. Even he looked hurt, I could see it in his eyes.
"I wasn't speaking right-"
"No, you-you don't know, he might be going through something, I-I just have to make him believe that he is not the reason, I'm in pain-"
"You're still defending him? He left you, for Merlin's sake, get it in. Let it sink, Olivia. HE LEFT YOU"
"HE THINKS IT'S HIS FAULT" I yelled, still not being able to move.
"IT IS! Whenever you got hurt, he was near you, I reckon he was the one hurting you-"
"ENOUGH" I yelled again. As much as I hate Draco right now, as much as he broke my heart into a million pieces, he would never hurt me. I was, am and will always be sure of that.
"Leave" I said lower than a whisper, tears streaming down my face. Harry was about to speak, when I shook my head, "No, both of you, I don't want anything to do with anyone. This was how it was 'meant to be', I was just supposed to watch love from afar, not fall in. I was made to love the idea of love, not to actually love" I said closing my eyes.
I didn't care if they left or stayed. Eventually, everyone did leave me. So, why not them as well? Was Draco right? Did he not love me anymore? Why wasn't the necklace glowing anymore? I had been so close to death so many times, so why didn't it help me?
Sometimes, all you can do is lie in bed and hope to fall asleep before you fall apart.
After a few days, I had been permitted to leave the hospital wing. I was pushing my wheelchair slowly towards the Gryffindor Tower, alone. But I wasn't alone, my dark thoughts hadn't left me since the day he broke up. Ginny and Hermione came to visit numerous times, but I didn't say anything. I hadn't spoken a word since then. Not to myself, not to Ginny, not to Hermione and not even to Madam Pomfrey. Where was I supposed to go, other than my room?
I knew Ginny would be angry with me, I hadn't talked to her, she would probably be asleep, but I needed to go somewhere. I reached the common room, now what? How am I supposed to go up the stairs?
"Need help?" a voice said from behind me making me jump. I turned around to see Hendrix. He smiled and I obliged.
"If you want to" I said and he helped me up the stairs, carrying the wheelchair up later.
"Thanks, Hendrix" I said slowly.
"Matthew, please" he said and left.
I knocked on her door, technically it was still my room, but I wasn't living there, so...
She opened the door and I gave her a weak smile, "Can me and my dark thoughts move in here again?" I asked looking down.
"You can, but those thoughts, nuh – uh" she said and pulled me in a hug. I sighed loudly, finally feeling the warmth of someone close.
Hermione's POV
I was in the common area of our wing; Malfoy would be back in 2 minutes from his patrolling. He hurt her and he needs to pay. And this time, it won't be just a punch.
The door opened and I pulled up my wand, "Malfoy!" I spat and he looked up. Even he wasn't looking good, he was hurt as well, but who knew him, maybe it was all just for a show, maybe he needed attention.
"What are you doing, Granger?" he asked trying to pull out his wand.
"Don't even think about it" I said ushering his wand down.
"How could you? You broke her, Malfoy" I said with tears in my eyes, threatening to fall any minute, "This was a girl who would've done anything for you and she did. She could have any guy in the school, literally, any guy, and not just the school, any guy in the bloody world, but she chose you. If she had any suitor in front of her and you were a choice, she would've picked you. Over and over again. Hell, she wouldn't even look at the others. We supported her, because she loved you, but we also told how she could do better, how she could have any guy. You know what she told, 'That's the point, Draco is not just any guy'. And-and you broke her-"
"NO, I DIDN'T" he yelled after hearing all of that. I flinched at his sudden anger.
"Yes, you did-"
"No, Hermione..." he said and I dropped my hand. He had never called me by my first name. There was some sort of pain in his eyes, that was not because of the break up, it was something else.
"Can-can I tell you something?" he asked and I took a step near him.
After what he told, my body couldn't help but run to him for a hug. "Oh, Draco" I said when he wrapped his hands around me. He broke himself, just to protect her.
Boy, he loves her very much.
Olivia's POV
I sighed and sat down on my bed. "Gin, do you have any extra pair of sweatpants, they handed me Draco's, because this was what I was wearing when I was brought to the wing, I-I don't want-"
"No worries, I have a pair, the one that is your favorite" she said and handed me her red sweatpants that I loved very much. I smiled lightly and changed.
"So, a wheelchair?" she asked looking at it. I shook my head, thinking how I would get to classes.
"Yeah, stupid thing, none of the potions were working-"
"You know you need willpower as well, for them to work. If you didn't believe that you could do it, they won't work. Did-did you give up, Liv?" she asked and I broke down.
I had. I had given up. On friendship. On family. On love. On life. Everything.
"Liv, you know we are here" she said coming beside me, I looked up and smiled when she wiped my tears away.
The next morning, I was being pushed by Ginny, heading for breakfast, I didn't want to see him. My clothes were still at his room, I needed to get them. Ginny was talking to Hermione and me, trying to make me smile, when Theo, Pansy and Blaise came in my direction.
"Go, ahead, you guys. One of them would push me, wouldn't you?" I asked looking at the others. They nodded, making the girls leave.
"Hey, Olive" Blaise said and hugged me. Even if they were Draco's best friends, they loved me just as much.
"How are you feeling?" he asked sympathetically.
"Never better" I said sarcastically. They chuckled a little, making me smile as well.
"Still sassy" Theo said and shook his head.
"How's-how's Draco?" I asked sadly. None of them replied. "Guess we'll find out" I said and Pansy pushed me in.
"Not the Slytherin Table, Parkinson. Not anymore. Can you push me back to my table-"
"Hey, so the only reason you sat at our table was Draco?" she asked defensively.
"No, it's not like that. But for today, please" I said sweetly. She left me at my table. Hermione helped me sit on the bench. I had no mood of eating, so I just stared blankly at my food. I looked up when the bell rang. I saw Draco, he looked worse than me.
"Mione, your schedules are the same right? For patrolling?" I asked and she nodded.
"I'll come by, so, please help me get my things from Draco's" I said standing up, but quickly stumbling back on the bench.
"Easy, Liv, easy" Harry said as he helped me. I muttered a small thanks and left the hall, pushing myself.
Draco's POV
When I returned to my dorm, something felt different. Something was weird. I went to the bathroom, all of her products were gone, the flowery smell that came from her hair was the only thing left. I went to the closet, none of her clothes were there. I smiled lightly, when I found a few of my sweatshirts missing and my Quidditch sweater. But it made me realize, she left.
She actually left. All of her stuff was gone, it hit me like a train. When I came out of the en-suite, on my bed were placed two things she left for me. Her painting and her ring with a note.
Dear Draco,
I hate you for giving up on me.
I hate you for giving up on us.
I hate you for making me cry all these nights.
I hate you for hurting me.
I hate you for not being there for me when I needed you the most.
I hate you for what you did.
I hate you for ruining everything we had.
I hate you for ruining our chance to a better future.
I hate you for making me love you so much.
But mostly, I hate you for making me a fool because I still love you despite everything you put me through.
This letter or confession, is not in any way, telling you that I need you. I will be fine, if not today, if not tomorrow, if not five years from now, but I will okay, I will, eventually. You made a huge mistake, Draco. You gave up something so mesmerizing, so beautiful, so eternal.
When I had lost my life in the battle, my mother told that your love was everlasting, guess she was wrong. You will never be forgiven.
Goodbye Draco.
I fell to my knees and let the tears fall from my cheeks.
I hope, darling, that one day, any day in the future, you find it in your heart to forgive me for what I did. I will wait, even if it is on my deathbed, but I will wait.
Olivia's POV
Another week passed by and my legs were getting better, I still needed the wheelchair, but I was trying to get out of the phase. I had started to see less and less of Draco. Nothing had been happening to me. Nothing very dangerous. All the teachers and staff were always guarding me, which made me suspect that something was terribly wrong.
I had cleared Draco's dorm, when he was at patrolling with the help of Hermione. Although she was reluctant for me to move out of there. No clue because.
I was sitting in the library, reading a love story, ironically named – Meant to be. Why did I have to read it, when all it was going to do, was cause me pain? But it was a good story. I came across a few pages, that totally changed my perspective.
Ava just broke up with her boyfriend. They were drifting apart, something that Ava had been insecure for a long time. And it happened. She came home crying and placed her head in her mother's lap, Sharon.
"What is it, pumpkin?" Sharon asked stroking her daughter's hair.
"We-we broke up" she choked on words.
"Oh, I'm sorry, honey" Sharon replied kissing her temple. They stayed quiet for a while, before Ava decided to speak up.
"What if something is wrong with me, mum?" she asked sitting up straight. "I have been in 3 relationships, none of it seemed to work-"
"Here, let me give you a life lesson" Sharon said cutting her daughter mid-sentence, not giving her a chance to let her mind wander at dark places.
I wish I had my mother to help me through this. I sighed and continued.
"There are three depths of love in this world and you experienced all of it. Some are fortunate to find while the others have to live without it" Sharon started and Ava listened carefully. There was no other person in her life, who she would listen to.
"First love – This love happens at a young age. You don't know what or how it is happening, but you enjoy it. Because you thought that, that was love. But you eventually grow apart or call it quits over silly things or fate doesn't permit, because it has other plans. Who is that?" she asked and Ava smiled lightly at the thought of her first love, Liam, her high-school crush.
"Liam" she answered her mother's question.
"So, when you look back to that time, do you think it was love? No, but you thought it was then. But the truth? It was. It was love for what you thought love is" she continued sweetly.
Cedric Diggory.
"Second love, this is the hard one, here you experience heartbreak and pain. This love teaches us lessons, it makes us stronger. It has great pain, betrayal, lies, abuse, heartbreak, drama, broken dreams and a lot of damage. But it is also the one where we grow, not just physically but mentally. It makes us realize what we actually love and what we don't. It makes us know what exactly we want and don't want from a relationship. Who was that?" her mother asked again.
Ava frowned when she thought about her two-faced bastard of an ex-boyfriend, Clayton. How he cheated and broke her heart.
"Clayton" she replied rolling her eyes.
Harry Potter.
"It makes you think that there is no such thing as love" her mother continued, "but that's when the third love comes in, when you least expect it, it comes blindly, it just does. It finds its way. When you have had a heartbreak, you don't go looking for love, because you gave up, but this love – you don't go looking for it... It comes to you" she smiled lightly.
"You can put up any fight you want, you can cause any drama you want to, you can put up any wall you want, it will be broken down. You'll find yourself caring for that person without even trying, without even thinking. And they are nothing like your high-school type of crushes, but all you want is to get lost in their eyes, be close to them, even when you didn't want to. You see what the world doesn't. You break their walls down. You want to know everything about them and they do as well. You want a life together. You want a marriage. You want kids with them. You truly love them. Who is that?" her mother asked for a last time.
"Brad" she replied realizing she made a mistake.
Draco Malfoy.
"Darling, this is love. Hardships will arrive, but the only solution is not breaking up. Own it, own your mistakes, own the hardships, don't hide from it"
I had tears in my eyes, when I read the pages.
"Ready to go?" Pansy asked me as I quickly wiped my tears. They had all taken up duties to help me around the day.
"Why do I always find you here at the same spot?" she asked helping me sit on the wheelchair.
I smiled and let my fingers run over the scratch on the table that Draco had made.
OM❤DM
"This place was a start of something beautiful yet something so wrecked"