“Don't you think you've done enough already?”
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Draco Malfoy
She looks broken.
Holding her trunk in one hand,she stood outside the gates of the castle, with the rain pouring heavily, she stared at me. Her eyes looking tired and depressed, it was like there was no light in it any more.
She looks like a dead person, drenched in the rain, so sullen and dark. She was extremely pale, perhaps even paler than my skin tone.
I noticed the small cuts on her arm, and I couldn't help but wonder: what the fuck happened to her?
Why was she back so fast? Didn't she want to spend the holidays with her family?
I didn't averted my gaze from her. I wanted to run over to her and embrace her tightly, but I couldn't get myself to do that. That's too fucking affectionate. And I'm no lovely person. And I don't even know why I want to do that. That's plainly ridiculous, hugging a damn Ravenclaw.
When she noticed I was only going to stare at her, she dragged her trunk and ambled her way inside the castle, with the raindrops falling down on the floor from her body, she passed by me. But before she could even completely disappear inside, I turned and around called her out. She was already a few meters away from me.
“The fuck happened to you?” I asked, rather violently.
She stopped in her tracks, but she didn't answer me. She just stood there, her back's facing me. The only sound in the castle was the drops of water that fell from her.
Silence passed by us.
I didn't know what got into me, but I guess insulting her was just the only way I knew how to start a conversation.
“Why are you back so early? did your parents didn't want you home because you cheated on the exam?” I jeered.
Then I noticed her shivered slightly. Must be from the coldness. Soon, I heard a small sob.
A small fucking painful sob.
Wait. What?
Is she crying?
I quickly advanced towards her and spun her around, and I was right— she was fucking crying.
“Holy— can't you take a fucking joke?” I was about to go soft, I was really about to show concern which is disgusting, but I quickly masked it.
She bent her head down and let her tears fall down, but then she quickly wiped it with her arms that is covered in small cuts.
“And why the fuck do you have scars on your arm?” I sarcastically said, but she didn't answer and so I scoffed “What? Did you parents beat you?”
I was being sarcastic and joking, because I want to insult her badly, I want to make her feel bad, I want her to know that she should never let Wembley kiss her fucking forehead or this is what she gets. She gets my fucking temperamental and disrespectful attitude However, when I saw her looking lifeless and pained, I didn't find my words funny, no more.
“Why are you talking to me?” her voice was faint, and shaking. She didn't look up, she kept her eyes down to her wet and soaked rubber shoes.
When I lifted my hand in an attempt to tuck her hair behind her ear, She flinched, and I so retreated it. She was scared of me, scared of touching.
I felt a pang in my heart, as if I was stab by a knife in my chest, because I would never hurt her, physically.
Yet she thinks I will.
“Why the hell are you jumping from my touch? It's not like I'm gonna hurt you or anything, stupid” I raised my voice, she flinched once again.
This time, I grew angry.
Real angry.
“I said stop fucking flinching!” I yelled, but what happened next really took me by surprise, I couldn't comprehend it.
“Leave me alone will you?!” She cried outloud, then her shoulders trembled and her tears continously stream down her face.
What was happening to her?
I knit my brows together in confusion, my face was all scrunched up. “Why the fuck are you so sensitive?” I queried lowly.
Diana July Laurier
“Sensitive?” I slowly lifted my head, eyes meeting up his judging gaze, full of puzzlement and want to know what was going on with me.
How could he say that?
I bit my lip in an attempt to stop it from quivering however, it only trembled worser. “Don't you think you've done enough already?” I spoke in a faint voice.
He rolled his eyes then huffed, he was looking down on me with wrath and malice “If you're talking about you cheating on the exam, I don't give a fuck. I warned you, Laurier, not to talk to him, and what did I witness?”
I remained silent.
“YOU LET HIM FUCKING KISS YOU IN THE FOREHEAD” He yelled in my face, he took a step forward until his heaving chest slightly hit my forehead causing me to take a step back.
“I don't like sharing my possession Laurier, what's mine is mine, and you're mine”
I shook my head, with angry eyes, I glared at him. How can he be so fucking ruthless? I know he's not the type of person to feel empathy nor guilt however, does he really not have a heart? Even just a wee bit? Was he not a person?
I felt myself grew mad, everything's fucking messed up, because of him.
“You didn't ask me to be your girlfriend and as long you didn't ask, then I'm not fucking yours Malfoy” I seethed.
And I mean it.
He smirked, suddenly he run a finger down my plump bottom lip, pulling it down. “I don't do girlfriends, Diana, but you're mine. Do you understand that?”
I grip his wrist and yanked his hand away from my face agressively, I was tired, of him, tired of everything. I don't want to have association with him anymore.
I was done, really.
“Look Draco I— you have Astoria, so why the hell do you want me? Can't you just leave my life alone? You've done enough damage” I muttered lowly, my voice laced with exhaustion and I can feel my whole body sting from the wounds however, I remained calm.
“Astoria?” he scoffed, as if what I said was unbelievable. “Why do you always mention that bitch?”
I shot him a disbelief look “You think I don't know you've been shagging her? You want me but then you shag her next? What am I? A toy? I don't want to be one of your sluts Draco!”
He remained silent.
And so I continued “Please, leave me alone, ever since we bumped into each other, things have been messed up for me”
My heart was clenching with sadness. I like him, I like Draco Malfoy. But he was too toxic and unpredictable for me, he was too manipulative, and I couldn't handle that. He ruined everything for me, he knew my marks meant more than my life yet he ruined it, made everyone think I was cheating, and now my dad punished me, for something I didn't do.
The guy I really like ruined my life.
And the hopes of me liking someone other than him.
“I don't want to associate with you anymore, Malfoy. Okay? Can we go back to being strangers?” I asked politely, still my body was shaking and suddenly I let out a sneeze.
I bent down to the side as I sneeze then rubbed the sides of my arm from the coldness, I was freezing. I felt my head ache, and my vision went blurry, however, I held my ground, acting unfazed.
“You don't order me around, now tell me, what are those scars in your arm?” Malfoy asked then grip my wet wrist tightly lifting it up in the air, showing all my little red scars and wounds.
I gulped. “It's none of your concern, you're not my boyfriend to be worried about me”
He held my wrist even tighter. I can see him restrain himself from completely lashing out on me, he was getting enough of me, and its just what I wanted. I want him out of my life; Draco Malfoy is no good for me.
“Do you like Axel Wembley?” He questioned, out of nowhere, so bluntly.
I furrowed my eyebrows at him, then wiped the tears that streamed down my face. Why was he asking this now?
“Answer me” his voice was demanding, desperation laced in his tone, he wanted to know my answer badly.
I sighed, there was no point in lying anymore. “No” in a faint voice I replied.
He nodded his head then sighed in relief, he drop my wrist and I can see a small smile crept his lips. Making me perplexed, I don't understand his attitude, one minute ago he was yelling at my face and owning me and now he's smiling to himself.
“Do you like me?”
Our eyes met, and for a moment, there was almost some kind of magnet pulling us to each other but I refused to be pulled. I wasn't going to hurt myself again. I gulped. “I do and it was a mistake”
His face fell. His shoulders slumped and I swore to Merlin there was sadness and pain flash through his eyes, for a brief moment.
He took his hand and tuck my hair behind my ear and this time, I didn't flinched. “Like me” was his only answer.
“What?”
He cupped my face gently “Like me, don't stop from liking me, Diana. I won't hurt you” His beautiful grey eyes were the flight of the dove in the cloud-filtered post-storm light.
It was boring into my blueness gaze.
I held both his hands that were cupping my face. I want to tell him, I want to continue liking him and I want to be with him but, after everything I've been through? I was done.
“I wish I could Draco believe me, but all you ever do is damage me, hence, you don't even want to be my boyfriend”
“We can keep it a secret” he inches his face closer to me that I can smell his minty breath, I want to pull away I really do, but my body betrayed me.
After a harsh day, I wanted nothing but to have him comfort me which is hugely wrong. But that's what this stupid fucking heart wants.
“I don't want it to be a secret Draco” I exclaimed, then all of a sudden my vision started to spin and my hands that were holding his wrists that cups my face, I held it tighter for support.
He must've noticed my state, and for a moment I thought I was going to pass out, my stomach growled and the stingness from my wound pained me inexplicably. I winced.
Draco looked at me with concern. “W-what's wrong?”
I shook my head then took a deep breath. “Nothing nothing nothing, It was— nothing” I frantically said.
“Tell me what's wrong” he ordered then dropped his hands down from his face. I placed a hand on my hips and there it is, the pain from my wound, I felt it again, causing me to bit my lip and whimper.
Draco suddenly tug at the hem of my shirt and lift it up, faster than lightning, before I could even protest. His eyes widened, looking at all the huge red marks and circles of purple wounds in my waist, stomach and hips, it was all around my body.
“WHAT THE FUCK DIANA?!” he yelled, then released his grip on my shirt, he took a step back from the shock, and his gaze were dangerously scary, making my heart raced.
“How— Did—the fuck happened?!” He babbled.
He stared at me then all of a sudden, he pointed his wand at me. He did a litrle complicated wave and soon enough, hot air steam came out of the tip of his wand, drying me up. Drying my clothes.
“What the fuck happened?” he questioned again, right after.
I held my trunk that's just right next to me then snifled, I refuse to answer. I don't think he will believe my words anyways, instead, I drag my trunk and proceeded to pass by him, trying to ignore him however, I was stopped, he blocked my entrance and next thing I knew, I was picked up, he carried me in bridal style and I clung my arms around him out of instinct.
Tiredly I responded “Put me down” I was so close again to tearing up, I don't want to look weak in front of him.
“Fuck no, I'm taking you with me” He said while staring at my face then he started walking.
I look behind him and noticed that he had left my trunk. “Draco my trunk” I mumbled in his ears.
“I'll take care of it, for now, shut up and let me do what I have to do” He commanded.
Can't he be a little gentle with his words when he's worried? Because I don't know if this is his way of taking care of me. I gave up, I completely gave up and let him do what he wants with me. I was too tired, too hungry, too pained, I had no strength to argue back.
I thought he was going to take me to the Hospital Wing or perhaps to my dorm in the Ravenclaw common room, however, I noticed we went down to the dungeons and I couldn't help but feel worried, knowing he was taking me to their common room.
Despite that, I rested my head onto his shoulders and looked up to him only to see a faint smile crept his lips, I couldn't help but feel protected. His strong arms that carried me down the dungeons makes me feel like I was safe, his hands were cold, however, his body was warm.
“Pureblood” he said the password to the tall oak doors, and now the Slytherin chambers opened before us.
I shut my eyes, preparing for the whispers of the students who didn't left Hogwarts for the holidays however, I was only greeted with a loud gasp from one person.
“Christ Mate, don't you think it's a bit early to be shagging a girl? Not to mention it's miss prim and proper?”
I shot my eyes open and wander my eyes around the common room and noticed Blaise Zabini sitting on one of the couches, alone. There was no one else.
I held onto Draco's tighter but he proceeded to take me upstairs to his dorm.
“Shut up Zabini, it's none of your fucking business” He condemned before he could even reach the stone steps.
Blaise let out a scoff, his back leaning against the couch with a log on top of the other. “Alright man, but, Tori's gonna be mad when she found out you're shagging Miss Laurier right here”
I felt a pang in my heart. I lick my lips then bit my lower lip. Yeah. Tori?. They have a nickname for Astoria, I'm not dumb not to know.
Once we reach the stairs, he stopped then sighed. He whip his head down to me, our eyes meeting, then he answered Blaise. “I don't fucking care about that bitch”
and he continued to walk us until we reach the boys Dormitories. He pushed the door open and shut it with his foot once we get inside then he sat me down his bed.
Once I sat there all fidgety, he took out his wand from his long pocket “Accio Diana's Trunk” like a thunder bolt, so fast, my trunk came in his hand.
We looked at each other, me sitting down on the edge of his bed, him staring down at me while standing up.
“Take your clothes off” He commanded.
I was shock. “What?”
This is what he'll do? Have sex with me? While I'm wounded? My mouth went ajar from his order.
“Take your clothes off and lay down on the bed, I'll fix your wounds” he stated. I rose my brows, finally comprehending him.
I was — I was thinking of another thing and it made me nervous. He was just going to heal my wounds. I gulped then took my shirt off, revealing my lace green bra, and the scars on my body.
“Should I—?” I touched the straps of my bra, hinting if I should also take them off and he gave me a firm nod.
I blinked quickly. Fuck what are we doing right now? But, hesitantly I discarded my bra and placed it next to me. Then I slip out of my pants, now I'm left with only my underwear and I completely layed my back against the bed. My chest rising up and down from anxiousness.
Draco placed my trunk next to his dresser before walking up to me, climbing onto the bed then sat next to me. He look down on me, eyes filled with hunger and I immediately averted my gaze, however he took his wand and slowly chanted something under his breath. I can feel my wounds starting to fade and heal but it was extremely painful, causing me to wince and whimper.
Draco Malfoy
You fucking hormonal teenager Draco, control your fucking self.
She was wearing a lace green bra. GREEN. Merlin does it look good on her.
It was a bad idea to have her on my bed with only her lace knickers, her breasts were round and big, from my calculations I say she's between a C and a D cup. I feel myself hardened whenever she whimpered Everytime I heal her wounds with my wand.
I need to focus, and so I did. Looking down on the huge purple circles on her skin, I couldn't help but wonder. Who the fuck did this to her? Did her parents beat her or something? I wanted to ask her, but I know this isn't the right time to do.
So I remained silent.
“Wait—it hurts” Diana grabbed my wrist, stopping me from moving my wand, I stopped healing her. It must've been too painful.
Her chest rose up and down and her hair was sprawled out on her face. Her baby blues eyes look so devastated, but she looks beautiful. I wanted nothing but to have me inside of her right now, I wanted nothing but to make love to her this instant.
I took my hand and run them down her firm stomach, earning a hiss from her as I touched some of the scars. “Bare it just a little bit more, it'll be done in less than a minute I promise” I reassured her.
She nodded her head then shut her eyes preparing for the pain again. “Vulenra Sanentur” I chanted as I move my wand up and down her body, she held onto my free arm tightly, and I couldn't help but feel bad.
Even so, I keep on chanting despite her tears falling down her eyes. Soon enough her wounds and gashes were healed, now only leaving marks.
She panted, then she flutter her eyes open and smiled at me faintly “Thank You”
Diana July Laurier
Draco immediately grab a hold of my arms then pulled me up to embrace him, My eyes went wide open, and my mouth parted slightly from shock.
Draco Malfoy fucking hugged me right now. his long arms are wrapped around my naked body and my head is resting on his chest. With our position like this, I can hear his heartbeat. I can heart it. It was beating so fast, rhythmically, I'm guessing around 100 beats per minute, which I know I'm right.
It's like he has tachycardia, but I know he's completely normal and healthy.
He pulled away then all of a sudden his lips met mine, our kisses were agressive that I was pushed against the bed again while he's on top of me, with his legs on either side of my body.
He continued kissing me, our lips were in perfect sync and harmony, his hands went up to cup my breasts, our mouths were attached, I let out a moan when he started playing with my nipple.
He took the opportunity and slipped his tongue inside me, exploring my mouth. “Draco” I moaned, the pleasure in my boobs was too good, his hands were skillful.
He pulled away, and hovered above me, admiring my flushed face and my naked body. “No” he shook his head.
“You're still exhausted, No. Not now” he babbled to himself and immediately got off of me.
I smiled. He cared about me.
“Here, get dress, sorry I—fuck, that wasn't suppose to happen, you- you're naked and I couldn't control mysel—fuck” He panicked then handed me my clothes.
I sat up straight and wore it, before giving him a confusing. Absently I confessed “I didn't regret that, I liked that”
He lick his lips, eyes narrowing at me then, without warning, he layed us down, he layed next to me,wrapping an arm around my waist. “Let's just sleep, and don't you dare try to leave the dorm, we still have to talk in the morning. For now, You rest”
He's right. For now. I rest.
And so I shut my eyes and slept, with him, with the guy I've been fancying all my life, Draco Malfoy was acting odd. He was rather caring, he was still a dick however, he did show me a smidge of what he can be, other than him being a complete arse.
I guess, I can indeed crack his shell one day.
Maybe.
I hope.