COMPLETED!!
sequel to my other book "just for you", focusing on the aftermath of y/n and draco FINALLY getting together and what's to come over their final two years at hogwarts
so yeah read the first book first lol
(end of) fifth year: chapters 1-8...
⚠️TW: there are a few mentions of draco having scars on his wrist from c*tting the mark. if this is a sensitive topic please please proceed with caution. i kept it to a minimum and did not describe it in detail at ALL as to not trigger anyone, but obviously triggers are different for everyone so just a general warning
national (USA) suicide prevention hotline: 800-273-8255
resources
- top left: general mental health contacts/resources - top right: mental health resources for latinx and hispanic communities - bottom left: afsp action center, to help demand mental health legislation - bottom right: mental health resources for native and indigenous peoples
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- below: mental health resources for black communities
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"it started as soon as i got home- he- he was already there- waiting for me"
draco starts slowly, sitting cross legged in front of me, avoiding my eyes. he looks so young, so innocent, sat like that, and i'm painfully reminded that we're just kids. kids that shouldn't be going through this. my eyes flick back down to his arm, now partially covered by his open sleeve.
"they said i had to take my father's place- for his failures. i think they don't really want me it's just- revenge- i don't know- a punishment, for my father screwing up at the ministry" he wipes under his eyes, "i- i didn't want to y/n you have to understand that. he- he said he was going to kill me and mum- kill everyone i lov..." he trails off, looks up at me for a split second, and then looks back down at his lap, "you were in danger, if i didn't do it. so i agreed and it was- stupid- it was horribly stupid- but i didn't know what to do- i was cornered, my aunt was there- my mum was there- he was there-" his words get quicker, his voice cracking after almost every word, his tears starting again-
"stop, stop" i say quietly, "you can stop explaining"
he swallows, sniffling as he nods and looks back up at me. i wipe a few of my own tears, taking a deep breath
