Bad Idea

Part 1

I stare at the brown ceiling of the dorm. The mark flashing in my head over and over. It visions haven't stopped since the day he showed me, the day Draco ruined everything. The day Draco rolled up the black sleeve on his arm to reveal the very prominent tattoo. He told me, promised me he would never become like our father but he did and there was no going back now.

I woke up at 7am the next morning, slipped on my black and green Slytherin robes and brushed my long blonde hair, looked at my reflection in the mirror and forced a smile. This year was different, very different. I had changed loads over the summer, I didn't have the same energy in me anymore. The old Ellie Malfoy was never coming back, all thanks to Voldemort, my father, and my idiotic, cowardly brother. My first class was Potions with Snape, in which I was in the same class as my brother because of my acceleration in Potions class last year. When i arrived almost everyone was seated and the only spot open was second row in front of Ron Weasley and Harry Potter, just my luck. As soon as I sat down I heard mumbling behind me and only made out Ron say

"I heard she's been fucking Zabini" I knew they were talking about me, except Blaise and I were definitely not fucking. Blaise was my brothers best friend and over the summer he was the only who seemed to care about me. And he was attractive sure but I never saw him any more then a brother. I wasn't very boy crazy in general anways, I liked to keep to myself and boys were just a distraction. I turn around in my seat to face Ron Wesley's messy red hair and blue eyes

"Your not slick Weasley, I can hear you" His eyes widen and he looks to the side at Harry, I turn back around

"and by the way I'm not fucking Zabini" I add just before Snape starts talking. 

"This whole week we will refresh what we learned last year since I know nobody cared to study over the summer" He started in his low, intimidating voice. Others let out an annoyed sigh at the statement, yet I almost felt relieved at the fact we were doing this since I was skipping my 5th year potions course to go right to 6th year. 

They day felt like ages, when it finally ended all I wanted to do was take a nap. I was planning on heading back to my dorm just to do so when Draco approached me in the Slytherin common room. 

"Did your day go alright El" He says to me, He only ever calls me Ellie when it's a serious manner, like the day he told me he was a death eater. 

"It was fine" I reply in a sort of passive aggressive tone keeping my head down and avoiding eye contact. We used to be best friends, I looked up to him and he cared for me even if he didn't always show it, but everything had changed now.

"How long until your not mad at me anymore Ellie" my full name. My stomach dropped and I turned to look him in the eye. 

"Not mad anymore?" I question attempting to keep calm "Draco do you realize what you did, you had a promise, you promised your little sister that you would never turn into her father but now look at you" He looks down "and stop acting like everything is normal because it's not" I walk off to my dorm before he can say any stupid excuse back. I hate him, truly. I hate this stupid school and this stupid family and the worst part is I have no one to go for help. It used to be my brother but that was ruined, the only other people I talk too is his friends. No one wanted to be friends with Ellie Malfoy, I wouldn't even want to be friends with myself. 

After I woke up from my nap it was around 6pm so I quickly got dressed and ran down to dinner in the great hall. I took a seat next to Blaise at the Slytherin table and Draco who was seated across the table gave me an apologetic look. I ignored him and started to scoop food even though I wasn't very hungry

"Are you alright Ellie, you look mad" Blaise asked, I stared at my plate and fiddled with my fork

"Ya, I'm just tired" which was half the truth

"Okay well you can talk to me if you need" I looked at him, smiled and then went back to pushing my food side to side across the plate with my silverware. Even though I couldn't tell Blaise what was going on it was nice to know that at least one person cared. When we were excused I left as soon as possible eager to just go back to sleep. Fortunately Draco didn't say anything to me after dinner, I didn't feel like dealing with his bullshit anymore today, it was always the same thing 'El I don't have a choice' or 'El I have too' but I never bought it . You would think that he might at least consider doing the right thing even when it was for his sister but he never did.

I laid in bed, the dorm pitch black, overthinking about everything.Nights like these were common now a days. I wasn't aware of the time although I think it was very late at night or early in the morning. Nothing seems right. Nothing ever goes right. Nothing works out. It feels as if all control of my life is slowly slipping away and I need someone, something to help bring that control back, to make me feel like myself again, that was all I needed. 

Little did I know that something would make everything a hell of a lot more complicated.