𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑲𝒀 {𝑫.𝑴}

𝕋𝕎𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕐 𝔼𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋

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"Had a- a mask on."

Rose was laying on August's back.

Her friends were in her dorm, in a peaceful, comforting silence, while Rose and Louis read a book and August was busy making a scrapbook while Nora knitted a baby yellow sweater.

Rose had her head on August's back, while Nora layed on her stomach over Roses thighs and Louis' head was on her stomach, with the book tilted upwards. They were all tangled together, enjoying eachothers company while she was wondering where Draco is.

He told her that he was going to hang out with Theo and Blaise, but she couldn't help her separation anxiety kicking in. She just wanted to be in his arms all the time, and she knew it wasn't healthy. She trusted him, she knew she did but whenever she thought about it, it always made her upset.

"I'm going to go to the library for a split second," Louis lifted his head off of Roses stomach. "I'll be right back."

They all mumbled an okay, before attending back to the things they were doing.

-

Louis hadn't returned.

It had at least been an hour now, and when Rose finally realized it she was poking her head up out of her book, and looking around confusingly. She was so lost in the pages of her book that she didn't even realize her best friend hadn't returned and by now, Nora was finishing up the last part of her sweater.

"Guys," Rose lifted her head from August's back in a panicking manner. "Louis isn't back."

And that's when Nora head was popping back up, and August was turning his body, a crease in all three of their eyebrows.

"Something doesn't feel right-." Nora gulped, and Rose instantly knew something was wrong. She didn't know how, but for some reason every time Nora said that something was wrong, it was.

They were all three lifting up from the bed, and Nora couldn't care less about her sweater, she was tossing her things off of her and August was leaving his scrapbook on the bed, while Rose didn't bother to slip any shoes on before they were all three running out of the dorm door.

Her feet nearly slipped- all of them did because Nora had her fluffy socks on and they were all wearing pajamas, Rose being in a matching green sweater and pants and August was in his plaid pajamas. Nora was wearing a light yellow t shirt, and some darker yellow pajama pants.

So they were racing down the hallway and when they entered another corridor they didn't see him their either. So they kept running, until they were at the stair cases and they were all racing down the stairs.

But when Mr. Malfoy was seen walking up the stairs, Rose noticed his wand in his hand. And he noticed them too, and he narrowed his eyebrows.

"Stop running down the stairs. You could fall." He ordered, and when his eyes met Roses, from all the way at the bottom of the stair cases they still had to pass, he raised an eyebrow. "Where are you running to?"

"We're trying to find Louis. He was supposed to return an hour ago, but he never did." Rose replied and she watched Dracos eyebrow go down.

Expressionless.

But she was just ignoring it, and pushing past him going down the stairs with August and Nora following. She didn't care how stupid she looked- if Louis was hurt they needed to find him.

When they were passing Mr. Malfoy, he was glaring at Rose.

When they finally reached the library, they were rushing inside and you could hear the faint sound of a groan escaping someone's mouth. This only made Rose run faster through the bookshelf's, and when she turned a corner she completely froze.

Louis, was no doubt, in pain.

He was bleeding out from the head, and his wrist had some bruises on his hand. They were purple and a very ugly brown in the middle, and it made Roses stomach turn with disgust.

Who would do this?

They were all approaching him, and Nora was holding his arm with the hurt wrist, and carefully rubbing his arm right above the bruise. August was grabbing his shirt and wiping the blood off of Louis' forehead.

"Who did this to you?" Rose asked him, and he was shaking his no, his jaw clenched and his head leaning back in the bookshelf's.

"They were covered up. Had a- a mask on." He choked out, and when she saw a tear leak out of his pretty eyes, Rose clenched her fists.

Louis never cried.

The only time he did cry was when Rose was raped. And the last time was when Nora fell off of her quidditch broom during a game and she was close to having a concussion, with a lot of broken bones. She was okay, but the thought of her having a brain injury made Louis' heart swell.

It made all of their hearts swell.

But Louis couldn't deny that he had- no doubtingly- sobbed when he found Rose after she was violated.

So to see him cry because of the pain he was in made her even more pissed than she already was.

"We have to get him to the hospital wing," August mumbled, and Rose was nodding, sliding her arm around his waist and trying to pull him up.

August was helping her, and when they finally got him up he was knocking his head back indicating he was dizzy. His arms were wrapped around Roses and August's neck while they were dragging him out of the library. They were taking him to the hospital wing, and Nora was running ahead of them to warn madam pomfrey about the incident.

"Your okay, lulu," August murmured.

"I've been struck in the head, Auggie." He chuckled out loud, even though his eyes were rolling to the back of his head due to loss of breathe. "I haven't been shot."

His cocky attitude, made Rose slightly smile despite the current situation they were in.

"And yet your still a cocky bitch," Rose shot back, and Louis wearily raised his arm and ruffled her hair up making her groan out loud. She hated when he did that, it always made her curls look even frizzier than what they were.

When they reached the hospital, Louis was layed down on a bed and whenever madame pomfrey told the rest of them to leave, they were forced to go back to their own dorm.

They walked silently in the hallway.