Sometimes I wish I had come up with chapter titles, and other times I'm sort of glad I didn't. What titles would you give these seventeen chapters? …wow… seventeen *takes a moment to revel in confident glory* As usual, I would love to thank my reviewers and readers of this story. You keep my writing going even when I was scared of what people would think! If I don't personally thank you, please don't be offended. I appreciate you all :D In other news. My knuckle hurts. Do you think Draco will kiss it for me? *hopeful*
I do not own Harry Potter, because my name is not J.K. RowlingI also do not own Althea Mirna. She is property of Bonexyz.
Chapter Seventeen:
Cilwenu was angry, and when she was angry, she cried it out. This particular moment in time, Cilwenu ran as fast as she could, past the free period sixth and seventh years, and into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. No other place was good enough to get away… no other place was as empty. No one, willingly, went into Myrtle's bathroom anymore…
There, she held herself up on one of the sinks, and let her sobs get the best of her. They were such body quaking sobs, ones that itched her throat and elicited hiccups. She had only ever cried like this the day she and Draco broke up. There was that defeated feeling, the feeling of nothing wanting to go right at all.
Sure, she knew Draco still didn't like her friends. She knew that, but he was trying. He told her he wanted to show Cilwenu that she could trust him to not leave her because of them. She was the only other girl, besides his mother, that he wanted to prove himself to. That made Cilwenu's walls crumble, and open so far that she knew there was no escape.
Draco admitted he made a mistake, and that he wouldn't do it again.
So why were these thoughts pouring into her mind? Would Draco actually live up to his promises?
"Ohhhh…." a voice cooed in one of the stalls behind Cilwenu, "This is dreadful."
"M-myrtle…?" Cilwenu choked, turning quick on her heels to look at the translucent girl in pigtails. Slight terror filled the Snape girl, having never seen Myrtle before in her years at Hogwarts. Not even the times she had eaten her lunches in the bathroom to get away from prejudiced eyes. Myrtle had a line of rumors, a line of false stories behind her life, her death, and her afterlife.
Myrtle glided over to where Cilwenu stood, wiggling her brows, "What ever is the matter, dreadful girl?"
"It's… nothing." Cilwenu trembled, grasping the sink more, as if in danger.
Myrtle was not convinced when she glided closer. Carefully, she scanned Cilwenu's face, where dried up trails of mascara fell down her cheeks. Myrtle giggle madly, and backed up just that much, "Are you having second thoughts about Draco~?"
She drawled out Draco's name, and covered her chest with a translucent hand, "Such a handsome boy. Although very stubborn and selfish."
Cilwenu cut her eyes, "H-how did you know-"
"Every one knows about the little Snape girl and Slytherin Prince."
Cilwenu sighed heavy, leaning against the sink for balance. The tears were starting to fall again, and soon, Cilwenu couldn't control them. Myrtle, floating feet above her now, looked confused, but amused at the same time. Her giggles came out almost in habit, but she still bent forth to check on the younger girl.
On her bottom Cilwenu went, pulling her knees to her chest and rubbing them for warmth. She cried pitifully at her raging thoughts, and mostly out of frustration. She had so much going on, and it was more than enough to handle. What would Draco think if he knew she spent her time mulling over each and every promise he'd made to her?
"You have to Draco… you have to at least tolerate them… or I can't do this…" Cilwenu said, resting her head on the blonde's shoulder.
They were only fourteen, and were already making stronger promises than anyone older. They would never be apart again, and Draco would do anything to make her believe it.
"I will…"
"My friends are my family."
"I know."
"Draco… don't leave me ever again."
He stopped, looking down at the top of Cilwenu's head, "I won't."
"Promise me."
"…I do."
When Althea told Cilwenu that Draco was going to most likely pull her back to point one, Cilwenu felt as if her best friend had purposely ripped her heart out and stomped on it. Sure, Draco deserved all the bashing he could get from Cilwenu's friends… And Cilwenu had thought about it many times.
She was finding it harder to trust Draco. That nearly killed her inside.
Cilwenu didn't want to face anyone at this point.
Draco sat in potions, wondering. Diagonal from where he sat, he could see the blonde curls of Althea Mirna, who was studying seriously, quill pen in between her lips. Cilwenu was nowhere in the classroom, and Draco knew asking Professor Snape was completely out of the question.
Severus made it clear, after the two got back from Christmas break, that he didn't like his only daughter being with Draco even more so than he had before. He had strong feelings of resentment for his once prized student, and the backlash was wearing on Draco.
Could he really learn to live with Cilwenu's friends? Would he, forever, let her be with them when he wasn't around? Or would Draco fall back into his own ways, make her fall unbelievably in love and snatch her out of their lives… like he really wanted to.
Draco sighed heavy as he averted his eyes down to the dark wood table beneath his folded hands. He couldn't take Cilwenu's friends from her… Losing her was not the mistake he would make again.
Truth be told, Draco found himself stupid for letting people like Hermione… Ron… or even Harry effect his relationship with the only girlfriend to ever show him so much respect… Even despite the way he treated her. How… How can one person be so damned possessive over another?
It was absurd, and Draco wished he could go back in time and erase all of the bad. He didn't want to feel this way…
But… they will always be blood-traitors.
When Severus rose from his own seat and dismissed the class for the day, Draco leaped over his chair, and rushed over to Althea. He reached out for her shoulder, but was taken aback when she turned to face him. There was so much frustration in her blue eyes.
"Mirna…"
"Malfoy."
"Have you seen-"
Althea turned the other way again, and Draco heard her laugh slightly underneath her breath. He became confused, but she didn't walk towards the door.
Draco went to ask the question once more, when…
"Stay away from me, Malfoy."
Harry walked out of Charms with Ron, Luna and Neville, laughing about something or other that had went on in the classroom. It was the last period of the day, and the group of friends were going to hang out in the Common Rooms with their friends, with the exception of Luna, who wanted to go walking around the school before bed.
Draco lurked around the corner, listening, with his arms folded and a scowl plastered over his lips. He hadn't seen Cilwenu since the incident at lunch, and was not amused when Pansy took it upon herself to complain to him during Quidditch Practice at three that day.
The one time he could get away from classes, and he spent it listening and worrying about his missing girlfriend.
It bothered Draco that he had absolutely no idea where she was… and he'd stopped Crabbe and Goyle from watching her when they got back together.
When Harry's cloak flashed partially on the other side of the corner, Draco pushed himself away from the wall, and tugged it. Harry stumbled slightly, and looked up to see the grey eyes of the Slytherin boy. Harry said nothing, and just stared, while the other three stepped back and waited.
"Have you seen Cilwenu?"
Harry shook his head, "Not since lunch."
"She was with Mirna after I left her at the Great Hall entrance. Where is she?" he asked, referring to Althea.
Ron snorted. Luna was the one to hold up her hand, "Althea and Cilwenu got into an argument earlier. Someone was talking about it in the halls, I believe."
Draco drew his brows together, So that's what her problem was… "About?"
"What's it to you, Malfoy?" asked Ron, angrily. Neville pushed his redheaded friend back to where he had almost lunged from.
Ron muttered something beneath his breath.
Harry shrugged his shoulders, "You mean… you haven't seen her?"
"They also said she ran out of class early, and no one has seen her since." Luna added.
"Mirna told me to stay away from her when I started to ask if she'd seen Cilwenu. I don't know what her damn problem is." Draco stated.
Hermione approached the group at a fast rate. She cocked her head to the side at the sight of Draco, clutching her books to her chest in confusion. Ron moved aside to let her stand next to Harry, who randomly shrugged his shoulders.
Neville cleared his throat, "Althea, I don't think, is very happy with you."
"With Malfoy?" asked Hermione… She straightened her back, then sighed, "Well, can you really blame her? We all are a little biased towards you, Draco."
Draco groaned. He really couldn't protest, or blame them for anything. "Potter… Help me find her."
"Uh… sure. Okay."
Althea sat in the Common Room, staring up at the ceiling above her. She sighed heavy, waiting for Seamus to walk out of the Boy's Dormitory. They were going to spend the rest of their evening together, but Althea kept going back to how she had acted with Cilwenu.
"Maybe it's time you know the truth instead of trying to block it out! He will never change. Once he's sure he has you wrapped around his finger, Draco is going to shut you out from us. He's going to make you a social outcast to anyone other than the Slytherin house, Wenny…"
Althea didn't doubt in her mind that what she said was a little bit right. She was worried for Cilwenu, and she wouldn't know how to act if Draco took Cilwenu away from her and their friends. He was manipulative, any one that knew Draco would say so. Draco was going to pull her in, and Cilwenu might never come back out… or the same.
Seamus ran down the stairs into the Common Room, smiling from ear to ear at Althea.
Althea sat straight up and allowed him to sit directly against her, wrapping his arm about her shoulders gently. They kissed sweetly, until Althea groaned and pulled away.
Seamus tilted his head to the side, "Something the matter?"
Althea shrugged, "A little."
"Tell me?"
She smiled at his concern, "I was rather mean to Wenny in class earlier."
"Oh, I heard about that." Seamus said sympathetically. He stroked Althea's cheek with a free hand.
Althea blushed a pale pink colour, and took hold oh her boyfriend's hand, keeping it in place upon her right cheek adoringly, "She ran out of the classroom and it's my fault. I've never felt so mad before."
"What exactly did you say?"
"Told her that Malfoy is only going to take her away from us. I was so mean."
Seamus shook his head and pulled Althea closer to him, "It will be all right, Althea. I promise. She won't let Malfoy do that to her."
"That's just the thing, Finny… I know she'll do anything for him. She loves him."
"But she didn't let that stop her from seeing us befo-"
"I just hope I'm not right."
Seamus nodded, "Me too."
Note: I might just rewrite this chapter eventually. I need to figure out where Cilwenu is… or if I am even going to take her out of Moaning Myrtle's bathroom in the first place D: help?