Dark Blood // D.M.

APOLOGIES

Armena Riddle-Lestrange 

I moved my finger around in a circle, carefully stirring the tea at lunch. All of our friends were around us talking about the party last night, but I felt a wave of melancholia rush over me. I could feel Draco's eyes on me the entire time, but I didn't want to look up at him. I wasn't mad at him, I was more mad at myself for what happened. I was furious with Theo thinking he could treat me that way or even act like that. 

"How is your tea?" Pansy asked leaning forward.

"Fine" I muttered.

"You have been stirring it for nearly twenty minutes now" she snickered, "something on your mind."

I had so much on my mind that I couldn't put it into words. I couldn't even dare to look at Draco, not after last night. Everything was a mistake. I felt dirty by Theo's antics and the images constantly replayed in my mind. Then in Dumbledore's office just an hour ago, when he took my memories for his own personal collection. I could still feel the feeling of them being sucked out of my temple. I told him everything I possibly could and he just gave me a pat on my shoulder telling me I was fine. I don't think seeing people or hearing voices is fine. He didn't give me any answers that I was looking for, all I wanted was truth to what was happening around me. Was the vial making me hallucinate or did I really see Tom Riddle and Draven Nott last night? I shivered under my thoughts, bumping Naomi's shoulder.

"Are you okay?" she turned to me.

I gave her a soft smile, trying to conceal my thoughts running wild in my head.

"Armena..." Theo's voice rang behind me, making me jump out of my skin.

I clenched my hands around the edge of the bench, that I was seated on. I felt all the anger rip through my body. The anger that I have been trying so hard to push down. My eyes looked up meeting Blaise's dark brown eyes. A worried look flashed across his face.

"Are you okay?" he mouthed to me.

I shook my head, gripping the table harder.

"Armena? Can I talk to you for a second?" he asked, "in private?"

I stood up from the table abruptly, knocking over my tea cup and spilling the contents everywhere.

"If you insist" I hissed, walking out of the great hall.

I heard Theo's hard footsteps behind me. I took in a deep breath through my nose, closing my eyes. All I saw was red behind my eyelids and Theo's smug little face from last night. I took another breath opening my eyes, quickly spinning around. Theo's large body bumped into my own. He took a step back and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Look, I need to apologize about last night. The way I acted was uncalled for—"

I held my hand up, stopping him from saying anymore. The more he spoke the more I felt my scale tipping towards darkness. 

"Look Theo, what you did last night was fucking uncalled for. I never gave you permission to touch me. I told you to get off of me and your fucking hands clenched onto my arm enough to give me bruises. I don't know what—"

"Armena I—" he spoke interrupting me. 

"NO!" I screamed.

Theo's eyes went wide at my voice, students around us turned to see what was going on. I shot them daggers with my narrowed eyes. I snapped my head back to Theo.

"I did not give you permission to fucking touch me. Theo, if I have ever given you the inclination that I had feelings for you, then I do apologize but I am not one for feelings..."