These Wounds Will Not Heal

Draco Malfoy/OC Fiction

Summary: Vena Vinditus is a half-blood witch sorted into the Slytherin house. Formally romantically involved with Draco Malfoy, He humiliates her and spreads hate for her after their brutal break up. Vena becomes an outcast in all of Slytherin for being a half-blood in a pureblood household. Vena will do whatever it takes to prove that she is meant to be in the Slytherin house and that the sorting hat did not make a mistake, but she can only prove it if she believes it herself. How far she is willing to go to prove she is, is the true question.

Author Note: * and Italic means old memory. Also, I am a fan of Harry Potter, but I have not read all the books. So I will not say I am a huge fan and know everything! I am writing based off an idea I came up with from the movies and little knowledge I know while I currently read the books. I ask that you please forgive me for any errors and also give any constructive Criticism. Please do NOT bash. Reviews would be amazing!

Chapter One:

I sat in the hallway doodling in my notebook as I waited for class to start. A giggle of a female

disturbed my concentration. I looked up to see Draco walk past with a new female on his

arm. He looked at me and smirked. It disgusted me to my core and broke my heart all at

the same time.

"There is no one but you. Only you…"

All lies. Lies were the only thing he told me. My stomach twisted in knots as I watched them

walk away together.

I looked back down at my Doodle. The boy in my picture came to life and savagely stabbed the girl in the heart and just left her there to die. Just as Draco had done… I crumbled the paper and set fire to it as I tossed it across the room. Professor McGonagall put the flame out quickly after hearing about the fire as a crowd of students scurried away. Everyone looked at me with an exasperated expression.

"Ms. Vinditus! I'm sure I have told you many times about the misuse of magic and its consequences!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed.

"A few times I'm sure…" I spoke and stared at my shoes refusing to look up.

"5 points will be deducted from Slytherin!" She exclaimed and my fellow Slytherin students grumbled angrily.

"Good going Vena…" I heard multiple times.

I ignored them and continued to doodle new images on my notepad. I heard a slow applause as footsteps walked toward me. I looked away from my notepad and up to the man who stopped in front of me. I glared as my eyes caught a glimpse of Draco's platinum hair.

His smirk greeted me.

"Well done Vena. Bravo. Really you always were one to destroy good things." He spoke with his know it all tone. I stood up and glared at him at his level. He was taller than me, but at least standing our eyes met.

My green eyes locked with his silver-ish grey eyes…

"I recall you were the one fucking everything up Draco." I replied angrily.

An Audience began to form near us and listen in.

"Oh sweetheart," He spoke as he cupped my face. "It never would have worked. You're a filthy half-blood and I'm a pureblood. You're not a true Slytherin…"

"Fuck off Draco!" I exclaimed as I slapped his hand away. "Haven't you done enough damage?"

He shook his head. "I'm not done yet." He finished with a smirk and walked off.

I really hate that smirk…

I walked to the Slytherin corridors after my last class. I didn't want dinner. I felt sick. Draco still had that power to cause ill effects on me. I haven't felt welcome in the Slytherin household since the horrible break up. It is made up of all purebloods. I am a half-blood. No one knew except Draco...'til now of course. I really have no friends anywhere. I burnt a lot of bridges. A lot of them. My books consumed a lot of my time. All I did was homework and casual reading. I wrote letters to my parents and my cat, Jinxy, kept me company.

Jinxy curled up into my side as I continued to read my book.

*I stood in the shadows of the Courtyard as I stared up at the full moon. I leaned against one of the posts and crossed my arms around myself to keep warm. It was a gorgeous night. A wolf howled in the distance. I closed my eyes and breathed in deep. Two hands slid onto my waist and then around my body.

"You're always early…" Draco spoke and kissed my neck gently.

"And you're always late…Fifteen to be exact." I retorted with a soft giggle and turned in his arms.

"Sorry." He whispered as he rested his forehead against mine.

"It's okay." I whispered as well.

He kissed my lips softly as I wrapped my arms around his neck*

My eyes opened slowly. My candle had blown out. It was still dark. Jinxy had curled up into her bed and I had fallen asleep with my book on my chest. I got up from my bed and placed the book back on the bookshelf. I crept slowly out of the common room and into the halls. The courtyard was always my destination. It put me at peace, even when I was at my lowest of lows. I sat down and looked up at the moon.

* "It is almost as beautiful as you." I smiled at him.

"You lie. The moon will always be the most beautiful thing in the world."

"Nothing could be as beautiful as you are to me."*

"Well, well… What do we have here? A filthy half-blood breaking curfew…"

"Shove it Malfoy." I spoke bitterly. I didn't even have to turn to know it was him.

"Why are you out here?" He continued to speak to me in a disgusted tone.

"What does it bloody look like?" I stood up to turn and glare at him. "What are you doing out here?" I accused.

"I'm doing my duties. How dare you give an accusing tone to me." He spoke insulted.

"I think you had another idea in mind Draco. What mission to destroy me do you have now?" I spoke as I crossed my arms.

"Leave us." He spoke to Crabbe and Goyle in a demanding tone.

When they were gone I continued, "I'm afraid there isn't much le-" His lips were touching mine before I could finish.

I shoved him off of me and slapped him as hard as I could.

"Who the hell do you think you are? You break my heart and then slander me! You get every Slytherin to loathe me and now you dare kiss me?"

"I didn't have a choice Vena…"

"Oh bloody hell!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms in the air. "Fuck off Malfoy!"

I walked off, but stopped when Draco yelled, "My father found out."

I froze in place, I couldn't turn to face him. Everything began to make sense, but how do I believe that is his reasoning? He has been overly cruel. I hoped our year together meant something to him. Could that be the reason we ended?

I continued to walk away.

I didn't know what to believe anymore…