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Love Struck by Darkness
Chapter 11
Stupid Decisions
GPOV
I awoke the next morning with a start. I wasn't in my bed in the Gryffindor common room. No. I was still in the Room of Requirements. The couch that we always sat on did not feel as soft as usual. It was harder, but not in an unconfortable sort of way. I lifted my head slowly and looked around.
Realisation dawned on me then. Draco was lying underneath me wearing a very obvious smirk in his sleep. I wondered absently what he was dreaming about.
I then remember my dream from that night. how me and Draco had embraced and how he kissed me. If only it was true.
Remembering the end of the dream how he had held me on his chest, with his hand in my hair, just as it was now.
The events of last night came crashing in on me then.
We were sitting by the fire in silence as we always did. Draco was tracing the lines on my wrist, usually meaning he was deep in thought. When he dragged his finger slowly across the longest scar, the first one I ever cut, I had made a decision.
I remember how I had told him my story, and how I broke down so completely. He had held me for what had seemed to be hours as my sobbs subcided to few trickling tears. The way he held my hand, and how he had leaned in, and place his soft lips on mine.
The dream was in no case a dream. I had really happened and my breath hitched. What if it had all been an accident, and he was just trying to help me through. Our friendship would become so awkward, and it would never be the same.
I pushed myself off him and he emitted a low grumble opening his eyes just barely, and smiled at me. I gave him a weak smile back and hoped dearly that he had forgotten the events of last night, because I knew all to well he could never want me. Not like that.
He pushed himself to sit up beside me, and I awkwardly cringed at his closeness, sweeping a strand of lose hair out of my face with a shakey hand. If my uncomfort was totally noticable he ignored it completely, and swept his hand across my cheekbone. 'So he did know what had taken place last night.;
His touch sent shivers down my spine and I smiled awkwardly when he noticed the reaction he had on me and smirked.
I looked down at my wrist to the fake silver watch I was wearing.
"It's almost 8," I stated matter-of-factly. "If we want to get to breakfast ontime we need to get going."
"Mmm," he said grabbing my hand in his and rubbing his thumb over the back of it.
I stood up quickly and grabbed my bag walking swiftly in the direction of the door.
"I'll see you in class." I said turning to look at the shocked looking boy, but before I regestured it I pushed the door open and ran to my common room, not speaking to anyone along the way.
DPOV
She just left. I can't believe she just walked out after bearing her whole story to me last night. Then I was stupid enough to kiss her.
It was obvious that she just wasn't in her right mind last night, the way she cringed away from my touch. Did I just image how it felt so right? Did she not feel the sparks I had when I touched her so innocently?
I was livid with the red headed girl having lead me to the assumption that she had felt something for me.
I pushed myself off the couch grabbed my bag and stormed out of the room as she had just minutes earlier.
I walked slowly to the dungeons with my head up, my emotionless mask in place, the one that would make 1st years cringe into a corner if I looked at them.
I shivered as the cold air from the dungeons hit me, not letting the mask falter. I yelled the password at the portrait and entered the stone room covered in green and silver drappings.
I pushed open the door to my dorm roughly, threw my bag on my 4-poster, shrugged off my robes, threw them in the same diirection and went to the bathroom slamming the door behing my.
I tore open the bag holding the shards of glass from the mirror incase I ever felt the need to to repair it, and grabbed a large one turning on the tap to the shower roughly and stepping into the warming water.
I dug the large peice of mirror into my skin, it felt like I was trying to dig the mark from my skin. I watched the water diluted blood wash down the drain before digging it into my wrist one more time, and watching the blood flow again.
After quickly washing myself I shut of the tap and stepped into the now misty room, wrapped a towel around my waist and stepped into my bed room. Going to my closest quickly I pulled out a clean uniform a pulled it on in a hurry.
By the time I had finished I had already missed breakfast. Grabbing my books I ran quickly to my first period class and slumped in a empty desk at the back of the room.
The class dragged and I was happy for it because I did not want to face the ginger girl that had hurt me so badly just a hour ago.
When the bell finally rang I walked swiftly to my potions class and claimed a desk at the back slamming my books down infront the chair beside me. I waited while the other student slowly started to trickle in, and called on Blaise when I saw the olive skinned boy walked into the room, motioning for him to sit beside me.
He complied with my request and I moved my books to the side.
"Change in heart mate?" he asked for I hadn't sat with him in this class for quite some time.
"Just someone I'm trying to avoid." I sneered, with malice in my voice.
"Finally grow sick of that stupid little blood-traitor girl then. Didn't get the shag? Sucks, back to easier targets I guess." H e grinned a wicked smile at me and I was utterly discusted.
I gave him a look and he shut up.
I turned to the door that the red head was now arriving threw and as her eyes feel on my I gave her a look of utter discust. She looked at me with a blank expression, and then moved to sit beside on of her filthy Gryffindor friends.
Don't hate me for this chapter. There is always gonna have to be some conflict for the fact that it is a Weasley and a Malfoy. You understand right? If not... I don't care, just review :P -xox Jamie