Entranced, Chapter 6

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Don't get me wrong, I'd kissed before.

I'd had the odd secret boyfriend here and there under my father's nose.

But never had I so desperately needed to hold and kiss someone as I did now, wrapping my arms tight around Draco's shoulders and melting into his lips.

My body felt like it was wildly spinning out and if I didn't have him to hold, I'd have slipped away and been lost.

We parted wide eyed and seeming to have both felt the wave of magic that pulsed between us.

My head turned, completely out of my control as I hurried to meet Blaises lips like he was air above an oceans surface.

The pulse happened again, striking me hard in the chest and causing me to gasp out against the kiss from the sheer power of it.

In that instant I felt like I had been strapped to a tornado...

I closed my eyes from the intense dizzy spell that had overcome me and held the bridge of my nose to quell the nausea that seemed to be growing more prominent the more I turned away from the boys.

I could feel the vomit threatening to come up so I quickly sat up and ran to the bathroom, ignoring their confused calls. I slammed the door shut, but had no time to lock it before lurching over the toilet and gripping the counter above it so hard my knuckles turned white.

What the hell was going on?!

I was not ready, I was not ready, I was not ready...

"Arellia?" A timid knock timed itself with my vomit and I groaned out.

"Please, leave me alone...!"

"Arellia, are you alright?" Another voice called out and I vomited again, the dizziness still so vivid and not seeming to end.

It was getting worse in fact, and I struggled to the sink to rinse my mouth and splash my face, shivering uncontrollably as I held the marble in a death grip as the world just wouldn't seem to still itself.

It felt like apperating without end and far far more unpleasant.

My knee buckled and I cried out, no longer able to support myself and freaking out.

I was terrified, what the hell was happening to me?!

What the hell was this?!

Why won't the world stop flipping and twisting and warping?!

I didn't know when I had started to

scream for them, but I soon felt my throat burn and their arms pick my tense body that hung over the sink.

"We need to get help." I heard a distorted voice in my left ear say in fear, struggling to hold my body that wracked with violent trembling.

"Your father?" The one in my right scoffed at the suggestion and after a moment the left continued.

"We don't have any other option right now... Go get him, I'll get her to lie down."

I felt less grounded as one pair of hands left my arm and I blindly reached out to cling to the remaining body I assumed was Blaise.

"I've got you, I've got you..." He cooed, attempting to pick me up, but my imbalance made it a struggle.

He somehow managed to get my body to the bed and laid me down on my side, holding my arms to keep me as still as he could in the recovery position.

The soft mattress slowed my trembles but the world still span before my eyes.

Why wouldn't it stop?!

Why wouldn't my head stop?!

I sobbed outwardly in panic, sure I was drawing blood from Blaises arm with how tensely I gripped him and dug my nails into his flesh.

"Shhh, help is on its way, Arellia, hold on... Hold on Lia." He used his arm that wasn't being clawed to wipe my hair from my face and try to soothe my aching head.

I tried to tell him I was scared, that I was sorry I was hurting him, but I couldn't find my tongue to speak.

"Immobulius!" Someone shouted from behind me and my hands froze. My body stopped shaking. My breathing all but halted completely... But my head still span.

I hated this far more than before, I was twisting and turning and screaming inside, yet I couldn't move a muscle to show my distress.

"Miss Mephisto, listen to me." The cold uncaring voice of Mr Malfoy drew closer and I wanted to scowl at Draco for bringing his father into this and freezing me to an internal hell.

"You will be just fine. Now breathe."

Breathe?! Fuck him, Breathe?!

I tried my hardest to focus on my forcibly limited breath and felt the world no less unbalanced.

"You foolish children." He muttered bitterly before I felt something point at my forehead and a coldness seemed to burst from the contact point.

With an internal wail of pain, the world slowly stilled around me and my body was slowly released from the immobulius charm.

The last of my exhausted broken wail came out of my mouth and I curled up tight, still feeling the after effect of nausea but incredibly grateful the bed was no longer trying to throw me around. Thankful that my body could lay and feel still...

"T-thank you..." My voice shuddered with the leftover sobs I tried to bite back.

"Both of you, back to your rooms." Mr Malfoy hissed angrily to the boys and after a slight hesitation, they both did as they were told.

The door closed behind them and I heard Mr Malfoy give a tired sigh and remove his wand from my forehead.

"You have no idea what you're playing with. I hope now your self restraint will be better."

I cautiously opened an eye and glanced up at his stern face.

"What happened to me?" I would have screamed at myself for sounding to weak and pathetic in front of him but I was so lethargic and too shaken up to care much in the moment.

He glared for a moment before shaking his head.

"You. Don't. Understand. What. You're. Dealing. With." He said through gritted teeth. My look of confusion and hurt seemed to make him sigh irritably.

"The matching is more than a litmus test for marriages. It's a magical betrothal. You attempted to violate it."

I frowned.

Violate? How so?! Was I not now betrothed to both boys?

He narrowed his eyes as he studied my confused face and continued.

"The matching is betrothal at first sight. By... Kissing?" He arched a brow in disgust and I supposed he was guessing what had triggered my episode and I nodded grimly.

"The magic assumed you were breaking your vow."

I frowned again, vow? I hadn't made a vow!

"But... I wasn't aware I had even..." He raised a hand to shush me and sheathed his cane wand while I blinked up at him.

"You kissed Draco first I assume?"

I nodded.

"With intent to be his wife?"

I tilted my head.

What did that have anything to do with it?

That wasn't exactly going through my head at the time!

"It wasn't my forefront thought at the time." I admitted and he shook his head, almost amused.

"The matching is a very very strange ritual of sorts. Your magical energies tangled up together with Draco as your initial vow while another magic entirely connected the both of you with Blaise. I am no fool, I know of the preexisting... fraternising... between my son and Mr Zambini... I never imagined it would affect my son in this way. Or his betrothed..." His cold look seemed to wane just a little.

"If it eases you, this shouldn't happen again. Not to this intensity anyway. But I would take caution in future and attempt to think before leaping. You're in the midst of very temperamental and unpredictable magical bonds. Two types of magic that were never meant to co-exist..." He looked away and with a quiet voice, he said,

"I don't want my son to get hurt. If it was him in your place I'd have killed you both. It would have brought my son back from this fogged path he has wandered down..."

I swallowed but nodded.

I'm sure if my father had been the one to see me in that pain he might have considered ridding the causes...

A deep protective lurch ached my fragile gut and I sat up to bring my knees tightly to me to breathe through it, far too tender to want to vomit it out.

"I'm sorry." I said softly once I was sure it had passed.

"Mm..." He exhaled and turned for the door.

"For all your sakes... Be careful."

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A/N: sorry its a short one!

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