"You don't love me, Draco. You said so yourself…"

"I lied," he whispered, running his free hand through his hair. "I- I had to say something that would keep you away- I thought that if you stayed away from me, you wouldn't get hurt." He leaned closer but I refused to meet his gaze, instead focusing on my feet. "Please, forgive me." He voice was barely a whisper. I wanted to forgive him, hold him, kiss him and tell him I loved him too. But all the pain inside me spilled out and took control of my emotions, my mind, my mouth. My tear-filled eyes flashed with anger as they met with his.

"How dare you think I can forgive you for that!" I choked out, using every ounce of energy in my body to reclaim my hand from his firm grip. I propped myself up with one elbow. "You broke my heart, said you didn't love me, and left me. I loved you, but it didn't matter how I felt, did it?" I fell back onto my pillow with a grunt, pushing the blond away when he tried to apologize again, tried to help me. "No- Don't touch me." I snapped, wiping away my tears with the back of my hand.

"Imogen," he pleaded, heartbreak evident in his voice. "I'll do anything. Just please don't give up on me. I'm begging you to forgive me-"

"Just stay away from me, Draco," I murmured. He opened his mouth to speak, hurt filling his eyes. "Go!" I screamed, turning my head to face the other direction. I jumped as Draco stood, the chair he once occupied crashing to the ground. Seconds later, the massive doors of the Hospital Wing slammed shut behind the boy I loved, didn't want to love anymore. For now, I wanted revenge. Lucius Malfoy had instilled fear in my life, and that wasn't acceptable. The bastard was still running free, waiting to kill me. But I was ready. I'd get him before he got me.

I knew Draco loved me. I knew I loved him too, but I was too hurt to care. I needed time think, time to hurt, time to hate…

NOT THE END…

December 31

Numb.

I sat in front of the fireplace in the Head Dormitory common room, hands outstretched toward the flames. I was nearly close enough for the flames to lick my fingertips. I could feel the heat on my skin. Any normal person would pull their hand back, crying in pain. Not me. I didn't feel a thing.

Still.

The world keeps on turning. It ignores your cries when you fall. It doesn't give a shit.

Empty.

I had spent every night since Christmas Eve forcing every ounce of feeling from my cold broken body.

I had spent all week alone and retreating deeper into myself. Madame Pomfrey tried her best, tried to get me talking as she mended my crumpled body. I had nothing to say. What would it matter anyway? I could only imagine the look on her face when she came to check on me earlier in the day only to find an empty bed.

When i had made my way back to the Head Dorms, i found it empty much to my relief. I could not bear to be around anyone. Especially him. I would relish the peace and quiet whike i could. My classmates would returned in a few days and then i would have to put in a mask. I would have to pretend to be fine.

10...

My dry eyes burned as i stared, unblinking, at the roaring fire.

9...

I began to hum, breaking up the silence that made my ears ring.

8...

I hummed louder as i flicked another of the pictures i had torn from the family collage i had taped over my bed. I couldn't stand to look at them and their happy, fake faces.

7...

I tossed the last few pictures into the fire. Saying goodbye to the memories i once cherished.

6...

Who the hell am i?

5...

I had no clue. I knew nothing anymore. There were only two things i was sure of. Firstly, i had once again somehow managed to defy Death himself. I wondered how pissed Death was at my inability to just die.

4...

Second, i was sure that Lucius Malfoy was still out there. He was still running free and just like Death, he would be pissed when he found out i was still alive.

3...

I wriggled my toes and pressed them against the freezing floor.

2...

I drew my wand.

1...

Little fireworks shot from the tip of my wand and into the air about me. I laid back on the cold hard floor of the Head Dorms common room.

"Happy New Year, Imogen," i whispered.

Note: my apologies for the wait, lovelies! I cant wait to continue this adventure with you all. See you soon 3