Apologies
"You arrogant, girlfriend-stealing, prick!" The redhead ran towards me and threw to me the ground. Strikes of pain hit my face repeatedly, a red liquid trickled from my nose, my vision slowly blurring into the darkness of the universe. My eyes fluttered for someone to rescue me – there she stood, mouthing how sorry she was with tears drenching her made up cheeks.
"Ron, please stop!" She pleaded, Hermione grabbed for his arms but he threw her off. She landed on the floor with a thud, my eyes were fixed on her.
"If you ever touch her again, I will kill you." He pulled me by my collar then threw me back to the ground, my head crashing into the concrete.
There I lay, watching Hermione leave with the man who severely beat me up. Our eyes met once more and my mind turned to darkness.
"Glad you're awake, sweety." My eyes fluttered open, golden sun rays pierced them. My attention was then turned to the deep burgundy walls and then to the bookshelves and then to my mother who sat over me with a cloth.
"How-"
"Shhh, you rest darling. Astoria is sitting outside the door. She hasn't left since I fetched you from that dreadful bar. She told me you two had a fight and you left for a few days." My mother patted my hair and tearfully caressed my cheeks.
"Please get her," I croaked, my mother nodded and made her way to the wooden door, "Mother?"
"Yes Draco?"
"Thank you and I am so sorry." I whispered and she nodded with disappointment and left the room.
"Draco?" Astoria's voice appeared softly, my eyes met her. She appeared exhausted, her hair was dull and her skin was pale and dry. Her clothes weren't well kept and her lips were not their usual rosy colour. I smiled at her and she came crying. I embraced her in my arms and she cuddled up to my weak body.
"I am so sorry, Draco. I didn't know that-"Astoria's tears overpowered her words and I locked my arms around her, so that she knew she was safe.
"Its okay, my love." I forced from my bruised mouth and we fell asleep.
WHERE ARE U?! - A
I sighed at my phone, my vision was blurred and my head spun around like a merry-go-round. Astoria was looking for me as usual. We were supposed to go for another dance class but I couldn't stomach it, so I came to the bar instead.
I had been getting drunk nearly every day, I was succumbing into depression. I was beyond sad and devastated and now I had no emotions left inside of me. Astoria attempted to 'fulfil' those emotions but I just couldn't care anymore.
"The wedding is tomorrow and you are sitting here drinking?" Her voice boomed from behind me, I spun around drunkenly to see my fiancée raging with her usual anger.
"My bachelor party," I slurred and gestured with my hands to no one around me.
"Get up." She scoffed and yanked me from the bar stool. We apparated back to the apartment where she spoke endlessly about the wedding. I gazed out the window as she carried on babbling about our guests and her bridesmaid's problems. I recognized a brunette walk the sidewalk of the road and as if she knew I was looking at her, Hermione met my eyes.