My Goddess
I walked away from my family. It was bizarre, I know. I felt like I was free. Free from them, from the mind enslaver, from myself. I wanted to be someone else. My family always being my honor, my pride, my bravery, my place to feel wanted.
But now, that's the lie. They crashed me pieces to pieces, broke me, hurt me, and wounded me. I was just a boy FOR GOD'S SAKE! A lonely boy. Nevertheless still a boy (or dare I say a man?). They told me how to act, to talk and how to grace my presence in this world.
I was spoiled rotten. Well, if you could say that one thousand galleons for a month was spoiled. My father and my mother gave me everything I wanted. Brooms, quills, toys, books, even…..ehm girls for my birthday. They didn't need to count, they were countless.
They loved me, said when they bit me, cursed and tortured me. Said it's for my benefits. For myself. They taught that pureblood was superior and mudbl- blast that! MUGGLEBORN was lowly, filthy inferior. The prejudice. And that was my best mistake, I trusted them.
I started to tease, insult them and I proud of it. But….then she came. Her, filthy mudblood, frizzy-brown haired, bookworm, know-it-all extraordinary, changed me. I enjoyed torturing her, teasing her, insulting, and talking shit to her face.
I was alone that night, the day after I had been marked, and had to follow that "thing" I must called Lord. I was sick, disgusted, hated myself. I was bloody tired. I could not even smirk. My Malfoy smirk. I just wanted it to end. And that was mean death. I wanted death.
The night was perfect. I stood in the end of the Astronomy Tower and ready to jump. And jumped I did. I have been imagining I would be fly, would be free, be down on the ground. But I felt none.
I opened my eyes and there was she. Sweat dropped, panted, and tears poured down her face. I lifted my gaze and I saw that. Her brown cinnamon eyes. I froze. That was when I realized I was wrong. She was never filthy, lowly, disgusting person. She's a beauty. She's a Goddesss. My Goddess. Because I swore she would be mine, and be mine she is, Hermione Jean Malfoy.