i'm half crazy... all for the love of you ♡
draco x weasley oc fic
folklore by taylor swift inspired
"And you can aim for my heart, go for blood... But you would still miss me in your bones."
Following the horrific Battle of Hogwarts, the unexpect...
this is by far one of the best-detailed chapters ive ever written
i'm trying something new with my writing process
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half crazy: six years later ✿ Daisy Weasley ✿
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I made a foolish mistake in thinking I could handle the entire night without experiencing a panic attack. It turned out to be more challenging than I anticipated.
After a long whirlwind of moments, dinner came to an end. Throughout the four courses, time seemed to fly as we shared laughter and deep conversations that never lost their sparkle. His eyes lit up as he spoke passionately about his work, describing how much joy it brought him.
It wasn't until the end of the night that I started getting situationally overwhelmed.
Sitting across from him, I sipped on my second glass of white wine, and a sudden realization struck me. "You're not drinking any alcohol," I remarked, slightly puzzled.
He served me a soft smile, he nodded and replied, "No, I've been sober for six years now. I told you on the night I drove you and your friend home. I forgot you don't remember much from those conversations we had."
As this information sank in, I couldn't help but feel a sense of selfishness creeping up within me. The stark contrast between his sober journey and my own struggles after he left just to survive seemed disconcerting. What made it even more unsettling was the fact that he had been the one who taught me about these things.
Surprised by his revelation, I couldn't help but let my thoughts slip out, "So, you went through all of this completely sober? The grieving the healing, the break up work things all of it?"
He nodded again, understanding the weight of my words. "Does that bother you?"
"It's unsettling, to say the least," I continued, feeling a mix of emotions. I sipped the rest of the wine in the glass. "It's just.... I don't know... I struggled just to stay alive. Especially considering that you were the one who taught me about those things."
His eyebrows raised at my out of character comment, "Those things? Please expand on what you mean."
I scoffed, clearly two glasses of wine in enough to say any of this to him. "Those things as in alcohol, drugs, sex, money, heartbreak, happiness, love, I mean the list goes on and on and on. You thoroughly wrecked and ruined me, Draco and you fucking know it."
As we gazed into each other's from across the table, a tinge of sadness lingering in the air, I exhaled a deep breath. "I'm happy for you. I'm glad you were able to heal without fucking your body and mind up with toxic substances."
