"HOW COULD YOU?!" Emmiline screamed at Draco, angry tears falling down her cheeks. She looked around once, scanning the common room for people, and upon finding none, began to pace the length of the room.
"Emmiline, please, it's not what it looks like, let me explain," Draco begged. "You don't understand, I'm doing this for you!"
"For me? For me? You're betraying everyone you know for me? What'swrong with you Draco?" Emmiline yelled.
"I'm trying to protect you, Emmiline! Don't you see? You-Know-Who said he would protect you! He would save you if I joined his side!"
Emmiline looked at Draco, disgusted and heartbroken. "If you believed a word that came out of thatthing's mouth, you're more of a fool than I thought." With that, Emmiline turned on her heel, giving Draco one last steely glance, and left
the room, her footsteps echoing down the hallway.
"Agh!" Draco exclaimed, punching the quickly realized that this was a foolish thing to do, as his knuckles were bruised purple.
He sat down in his chair, burying his face in his hands. Why didn't Emmilineunderstand that he was doing this for her?
She knows he would do anything for her, so why is this so hard to believe? She's the only thing that mattered to him. She needed to be kept safe. Why couldn't she understand that?
Draco took a look at the mark on his arm, feeling ashamed of what he had done, but knowing he had done the right thing.
Hadn't he?