This is second part. I hope you liked the colors I added I know it's hard to read, but they are like chapters labels. This time I'm just using ones that are easy to read. This part may be really interesting. I know that I didn't see or hear any of that stuff, but Maria told me everything about it.
Last name Helferstorfer is pronounced it Hell-pherp-sh-tor-pher
And by the way about my grammar: I'm not native English speaker. I speak English perfectly with no accent, but I can't spot mistake easily in the written work, so you will have to deal with it.
Breath, but I Can Taste You Still; Alive Bellow the Waste 2
Draco looked in the sky again. It was starry one. He could see every star, and recognize it. There was Big Dipper and Small Dipper, and there was Orion. Pegasus and Andromeda…
What about now? He took no drug, even if he was smoking, but she got away. And he was outside. What if someone comes, he could get expelled. His record was pretty heavy by now. And what to do?
Dump her? Maybe it would be fastest, easiest and best way out. Yes easiest. It's not always point of doing the easiest thing, when you want to solve the problem.
Draco threw his cigarette in one of the lawn bushes, and went to sleep.
Next day, they didn't meet during the breakfast. Ellen's first class was Ancient Ruins, while Draco had Divination. Lunch was next. They finally met in the Great Hall.
Draco approached her from behind. She turned around, and almost smiled. The reason for almost was Draco's somber look.
"Draco" she asked him.
"Ellen, I need to talk to you," he said. Other all looked at them.
"What?" She asked him, annoyed.
Draco sighed. He didn't want to do this. There was no reason for it. But still, she can't love him, she just can't.
"I want to brake up with you" Draco finally said. He didn't like doing this to her. Everyone around fallowed the action with audible "Ooh".
"You want to brake up with me?" She repeated, in disbelief.
Draco nodded with his head.
"What the fuck (To remind you that story is rated PG13)? You are dumping me?"
Draco again, was unable to talk. He just nodded with his head.
"I can't believe. Anyways I am the one that should dump you." She said.
"Ellen, look" he tried to explain.
"What? If you are under the…"
"Ellen, I'm perfectly normal. I took nothing…"
"Lets say that for last night" she snarled at him.
"When you run away, hah?" Now Draco started getting mad at her.
For all that time, people were staring at them. They were regretting the ones that are not there; cause the fight was quite interesting.
"Maybe yes. You don't love me at all, if you do, you wouldn't do this to me. And you would get off drugs" she snapped at him. Word 'love' was followed by 'Ooh'.
"I do love you, but just don't make me choose between you, and that, cause you may disappoint" Draco said.
"Wonderful, so now you are telling me that I'm not important to you" she sneered. She did wrong thing, cause she really hurt Draco. He swung his hand, and hit her. Again everyone made the situation more exciting by 'Ooh'.
Ellen's head was twisted, and hair all over the face. She slowly turned around to face Draco, wiping the blood from her mouth. Draco slapped her really hard.
But he felt sorry. He shouldn't do that. He should just tell her something insulting, not harm her.
"You were important to me, Draco Malfoy," she said slowly.
Draco just looked at her. Everyone was silent now, waiting for Draco's reaction.
"I'm sorry," he said quietly, but everyone understood.
Ellen tried to say something alike 'You will be fucken sorry', but was unable cause at the same moment Dumbledore came, closely fallowed by McGonagall and Snape.
"For God's name" was McGonagall's reaction.
They were both sent to the headmaster's office, and they were waiting silently for their parents to come. At the same time students that witnessed the fight, were telling everything to the headmaster.
Ellen was sitting a meter away from Draco. Dumbledore decided that he should leave them alone in the room. He was sure that there would be no more harm. Well at least from Draco.
"I hate you," she said through her teeth.
"Pardon me," Draco raised his head from his hands.
"You heard it well," she snapped at him. Even if she had no tears in her yes, they were still crimson.
They said nothing else, until the headmaster came in, followed by their fathers'.
Mr Malfoy got to his son, and stared at him. Mr Helferstorfer did nothing except staring around the room.
"Would you please sit down?" Dumbledore asked both of them, cause none of them seemed in that kind of mood.
They reluctantly sat down.
"Do you know what happened?" Dumbledore asked them.
"No" Mr Malfoy finally said, cause Mr Helferstorfer seemed not in mood for talking.
"Ellen, do you want to tell your father, and Mr Malfoy what happened?" Dumbledore suggested.
"Why don't he do that" she said.
Mr Helferstorfer looked up, as tough he knew that his daughter would say that.
"Cause she knew better" Draco said it for himself, but everyone heard it.
"Think what you want" she had to talk back.
Dumbledore just sighed, looking at two of them fighting, and at their fathers that were staring coldly at their children.
"Mr Malfoy, would you please tell what happened?" Dumbledore tried again.
Draco didn't want to. Albus Dumbledore had to deal with them, until he lost his nerves, and told himself what he heard.
"So what do you expect me to do?" Mr Helferstorfer asked.
"I don't know. You are her father." Said Dumbledore.
"Just don't let me see him again," Ellen said.
"Ellen, I don't want you coming to me after, telling me how you hate me cause I don't let you see him." Mr Helferstorfer had point.
"Whatever. Just, it's that, not that he hit me. It doesn't hurt as physical pain. It hurts me." She looked straight in Draco's eyes, but he avoided her.
"Fine, I'm not letting you talk or be close to him" Mr Helferstorfer said; now avoiding Mr Malfoy's eyes.
"Now you Draco." Dumbledore started.
Draco just frowned, and said nothing.
"I don't want to say this, but consider yourself expelled" Albus Dumbledore said.
"What?" Ellen protested. She was the only one. Lucius Malfoy wanted to stay silent; Draco was totally unsurprised; while her father was totally uninterested in what's happening.
"Pardon me" Dumbledore asked politely, don't believing his eyes.
"Why are you kicking him out?" She asked.
"Ellen" Draco said. He sounded very unhappy.
"I'm afraid that if he hit you, is enough for his expulsion." Dumbledore said.
"But he hit me, not you. Why are you doing it to him?" Ellen jumped from her chair.
"Ellen" her father said.
"What?" She asked, pretty annoyed.
"Sit down" he said calmly.
She obeyed him.
"Ellen, it's a law, and you can't go against it" Dumbledore said slowly.
"What about it? I don't want him to be expelled, is it your problem. He hit me, and I don't care. And now you are kicking him out?" Ellen was trying.
For all that time Mr Malfoy was trying to avoid Mr Helferstorfer's eyes. He felt sort of ashamed. He knew that he himself could do nothing to get his son in the school, after the scandal in the newspaper. And Ellen was about to save Draco from expulsion.
"Ellen, shut up. Why are you doing this for me?" Draco asked her. "You know I'm a bastard, but I don't get it."
"Cause, cause…" She stayed wordless. She didn't believe how stupid was Draco being. "You just don't get it, do you?"
She was mad at him now.
"Miss Helferstorfer and Mr Malfoy would you please go out for a moment, while I talk to your fathers?" Dumbledore asked.
Draco silently got up, and went outside. Ellen fallowed him, but she stormed, slamming the door behind.
They went outside it, and now were in the hall, alone. Draco was looking out of the window, while Ellen was standing, leaning on the wall, and her arms folded.
"Why did you do it Ellen? I want to know why didn't you want me to be expelled?" Draco asked, as he approached her.
Her head was down, and she didn't seem to want to answer him at all. Draco, with his hand raised her head, gently.
She stared at him. There was no sign of any emotion on her face. She was cold. But she wasn't the only one. Draco was also cold.
"You are stupid," she said silently.
"I just want to know, Ellen" Draco asked her again, and this time he patted her face with his hand.
"I thought you already do. I thought it was clear to you," Ellen told him, moving her hand upwards. She seemed like she wanted to touch his, now spiked hair, but she didn't have enough strength.
"I can't think now."
Ellen's hand was in the air, until she moved it; to she was slightly touching his forehead. Draco just scrawled.
"I love you," she muttered quietly.
Draco thought inside his head how big moron he is. She loved him all this time, and he knew that, but he was too obsessed to realize it. He also loved her. He told her once.
"I do too" Draco said, but as the big door the Gargoyle opened, it meant for them to come back
Draco wasn't expelled. But he wasn't aloud to speak or come nearby Ellen at all.
Ellen was sad. She felt sorry for Draco. Every time she would see him, she wanted to come to him, hug him, and tell him that she loves him. She didn't come to him, but every time she saw him she would mutter silently 'I love you, Draco' so no one would hear.
Draco kept taking drugs. Even if he could, he would not stop. He became seriously addicted now. He still smoked.
One day, during the lunch hour, none of them seemed to want to eat. Draco was smoking outside, behind the school, and Ellen didn't want to stay inside the castle. She went outside, and walked around the school pointlessly.
Than, after a corner she bumped into Draco. He was there. He looked down at her, as she looked at him.
"Hello Draco" was the smartest thing she was able to say.
"Hello" Draco replied, liting another cigarette.
They stared t each other for another moment.
"You are still smoking?" she asked, looking at him.
He nodded with his head.
"Why?"
"Why do you care?" Draco asked, knowing in his head that he was rude.
"I thought I told you that," she answered, in soft tone.
'Now what' Draco asked himself. He felt like total moron now. He regretted cause he was so offensive.
"I'm sorry" he apologized.
She looked over to the lake.
"I'm not supposed to talk to you, or to come near you" Draco said.
"You aren't, but I am. I can talk to you, and be close to you." She said.
"What about your father? Didn't he prohibit you to see me?" Draco sneered sarcastically.
"You heard very good what he said in front of Dumbledore. He doesn't mind if I am still seeing you. It was just that he was supossed to anything."
"And so you?" Draco asked, as he came closer to her. She was pretty close to him now. He was tall, but not exactly much taller than Ellen, maybe ten centimeters or so. But her mouth was right under his. He never had to bend when he was kissing her. That was probably the thing that he liked.
"What?"
"Do you mind being close to me, and talking to me?" Draco moved her hair behind her ear.
"No" Ellen said.
"Well good" Draco said pointlessly.
"What is good?" Ellen asked, aggravated by Draco's vision of things.
Draco just shook his head.
"Draco you are on drugs. You have enough money; you will always have enough to buy. But you will end in the rehabilitation center, of maybe even die" Ellen started saying, and she pressed her head on Draco's shoulder. Draco just placed his arms around her. He knew that he had to do that. And he wanted to do that for all this time.
"Ellen" Draco said as he allowed her to bury her head in his neck. "I am truly sorry cause I hit you."
Draco said, as he felt her lips on his neck. He shuffled his arms around her, hugging her ever tighter.
"No, Draco I am the one that should be sorry for saying lay. I know it's not true that you don't care for me. I care for you," she said.
"You mean to me something, Ellen Helferstorfer. You do" Draco kissed her hair, and could feel her kissing his neck.
He raised her haad, with his hand; and kissed her.
"I love you Draco," she said, as she returned in the former position, but this time she also had her arms around him.
"I love you, too Ellen," Draco said the same thing, leaning his head over hers.
After a minute they got off each other, as Draco lit another cigarette. He asked Ellen if she'd like one. Unexpectedly she accepted it. She also lit it, on his, and smoked.
Their next class was DADA. Their teacher was awful. They all hated Mme Willows. The number of her kicking Ellen or Draco out of class was countless (This is really true. In our high school, there are no French classes without Maria getting into conflict with the teacher, and talking back to her. She usually gets kicked our.)
The students came inside the classroom, and sat where they were always sitting. Draco didn't sit beside Ellen anymore. He was moved to another part of classroom. He was sitting in first row, with Hermione.
Sitting with Hermione was nothing else than pure boredom. Everyone else was fine. When he was still going out with Ellen, they had fun cause they were talking whole class. Pansy was his good friend, and they were also talking. With Crabbe and Goyle was also fine cause he could spend whole class talking just about himself, and they would listen. He used to friend with them when he was younger, but they were just too stupid.
She entered the classroom, and the chatter stopped. As she sat in her chair, everyone rolled with their eyes. Even Hermione wasn't really warm with her.
She started going around her notes, as the class stared at her.
"Mme Willows" Ellen called.
"Yes" she raised her ugly head. "What do you want?"
Whole class looked at Ellen.
"I was wondering if you could return Draco to sit with me?" Ellen asked, as whole class, featuring Draco himself asked why is she doing.
"That's impossible." She said, and returned to her papers.
Ellen stood up.
"How do you mean 'That's impossible'?" Ellen asked.
"Ellen, sit down" Draco said, and whole class now stared at him.
"Young lady, your parents prohibited you from seeing him, or talking." Mme Willows said in her so-called stern voice.
"If they prohibited seeing me, what's your problem with that?" Ellen asked.
"Oh Ellen, don't do that. He is not worth that" Hildegard told her.
"Shut up Bach (Can't help it. Have to use my real last name.)," Draco's voice was heard from the other part of the classroom.
"That's right, for one time in your life, you are right Back (That's the fucken way she was pronouncing my last name. Hate her.)…"
"It's Ba-h" Hildegard corrected her, but she didn't seem to care.
"…he really isn't worth that." She said in her insulting voice.
"What the hell?" Draco also stood up.
"You just insulted him," Ellen said.
"And you won't order me where to sit. No other teacher does that, just you. I will sit where I want" Draco said, and stood up. He moved to another part of the room, just beside Ellen.
Ellen sat down, smirking. Pansy was smiling, cause she also hated the teacher. At the start she was little jealous on Ellen, but after she was happy for him.
"I never saw this in my whole career" she said, and slammed the binder. "Let it be that way. But if I see any kind of conflict, I'm going straight to the headmaster."
Draco looked at Ellen. He smiled. Ellen also smiled when she saw him smiling.
"What is that? Don't stare at them," Mme Willows yelled, cause whole class seemed to stare at Ellen and Draco, instead the blackboard.
"Ellen, are you coming to my manor over the Christmas Holydays?" Draco asked her after the class, as they were walking towards the Potions, fallowed by Gryffindors.
"I can't," she said. "I have to go, and visit some of my relatives."
"Ooh." Draco nodded with his head, and placed his arm around her.
The end of the part 2
This part truly was shorter than first one, but it's just because I didn't have anything else to say. Next one will hopefully be longer, and Maria will help me write it. She won't help me with grammar, cause hers is worse than mine. I just don't get it. She also isn't native English speaker, but she is unable to speak Serbian, her other language without using half English.