Dark Blood // D.M.

CONSTANT CONVERSATIONS

Armena Riddle-Lestrange

A.N: this chapter is dedicated to Sirius Black 

December

Saturday: Day Twenty-Six

I watched as the first snow fell outside of the window. I sat on the quiet bench that I found weeks ago, looking out onto the courtyard. It was quiet here, calm and allowed me to think. It has been almost four weeks since I last spoke to Draco in that clearing, in the forbidden forest. Well not counting our awkward run ins and that fucking stupid Amortentia, but never the less, four whole fucking weeks.

No, the last time I had a true conversation was that day he left me in the woods, alone. The dreams have started again and this time with vengeance. There is no way to block him out, I am tormented by my own memories.

That day in class— that day with Draco, absolutely ruined me. I couldn't even admit to him, let alone myself, what my Amortentia smelt like but I could sense it around me. I could feel the whirls of scent always around me now, like it was stuck in my nose. I wanted to scream and claw at my flesh, but at the same time the smell brought me comfort. The small gave me solace and helped me become stronger while my world around me was crumbling down. 

I could never say it out loud though. 

"Did you hear about what Lestrange did to Theo?" a group of Gryffindor girls passed by, not noticing me.

Everyone thinks I am insane. I guess I am living up to my name.

"She almost killed him..." one of the girls with jet black hair says to her friend.

"She went absolutely insane in the great hall... Snape had to drag her out."

"Did you hear Headmaster Dumbledore has her locked away in some classroom. She's not allowed to be in classes anymore because all of the teachers think she's going to hurt a student with her outbursts."

The group of girls giggle. I narrow my eyes, glaring at their profiles intently. I would give anything to hex them right now.

"I heard Slytherin doesn't even want her anymore."

"I mean she lost all of her friends, they all think she needs to be locked away in Azkaban just like her crazy mum."

'Hurt Them' the voice screams in my head.

I shake my head violently trying to get out of my thoughts but it's no use. He's invaded my mind again and this time with vengeance. I knock my book out of my hands, watching as it tumbles to the floor with a loud smack on the stone. 

"Oh my god" one of them whispers, catching my eye.

They all turn around to face me, a look of terror creeps over their faces. I narrow my eyes at them.

"Boo" I whisper.

They all, quite literally, run away from me. Afraid of what I might do to the. I roll my eyes at their display of fear.

"Weak" I hiss under my breath.

I close my eyes letting my mind wander. I practice the breathing technique that Professor Snape helped me with.

"Professor!" my voice echoed in my head.

I ran into his classroom, not even bothering to knock. I couldn't stand seeing the look on Draco's face in Potions. It ripped my heart into two as I let the floodgates open.

"Professor!"

He appeared at the top of his stairs right in front of his office.