Dialogue Prompt: "I can't sleep at night."
The great hall bustled with everyone returning from their summer holiday. Everyone seemed cheerful. Their smiles and laughs echoing.
Cheerful to see their friends. Cheerful to be one year closer to graduating. Cheerful in general. Their happiness bounced off the walls, radiating off each and everyone of them. It was intoxicating and infectious.
I had nothing to be cheerful for.
I could feel my sweater rubbing against my left arm. A simple reminder of what my life had become.
Draco Malfoy. The "chosen one."
I was fucking scared. Terrified. I had nothing to be cheerful for. Everyone acted like this was such a privilege. A rite of passage. To kill the man who had taught me for almost six years.
A man I was told to hate. For what purpose? I was just told what to do and if I didn't comply not only would I die, my family would as well.
My family had been shamed for so long. I had to prove myself for my family, but I was terrified. I was alone in this. I had no other option.
I can't sleep at night.
My eyes are heavy with secrets I must bear. The secrets drag down my face. I feel like everyone knows. I am on edge. I am paranoid. I don't know if the paranoia developed because of the situation, the lack of sleep, or both. But, it is constantly there. Creeping over my shoulder, haunting me every night. I
don't dare to leave the castle. I feel safe behind the walls.
I feel normal sometimes, but the paranoia comes back.
The fear.
The rage.
I can't sleep at night. I don't know if I ever will again.