Darkest desires

f r e d d i e

Draco POV
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I overslept my first 3 lessons. Thank god they were all just potions with Snape.

I don't feel very well. It's been two weeks my mother hasn't sent me any letter, as she usually does weekly or even more frequently. I don't know what's happening at home and I'm worried a little bit. When I was leaving, my mother and father weren't talking to each other. Mother said it will get better, but it didn't.

I left my room and headed out to the hall to meet with Blaise. He was surrounded by girls, as always. It was nice to see him smiling, at least one of us doesn't have to worry about their parents. Blaise's parents are the kindest family I know. Every Christmas break, they invite me to spend a few days there.

"Have you heard it?" Asked me Blaise straight away without saying hello.

"Heard what?"

"You seriously don't know? It's like the biggest talk here..."

"Just say it, Blaise. I don't have time for this."

He sensed I wasn't in a good mood.

"The new girl, Chloé...you don't like her, do you?"

When he said her name, I got goosebumps all over my body. That's what she's doing to me - goosebumps just because of her name.

"No, why?"

I lied. I wish I didn't.

"Good, good...because everyone's saying she had a threesome with the Weasley twins." He said and laughed. I didn't.

My mouth dropped.

Just the thought of her doing it with another made me so angry that I could break everything.

"But it's not hard to believe, I mean, they are very close and Pansy said she wore a slutty dress when she went out with them...damn, those lucky bastards..." Blaise continued blabbing about it.

Fucking Pansy. It should occur to me that she would be saying shit about her. She's jealous. We used to 'date' in 3rd year, but it was nothing serious. I'm not sure if we even kissed. She was all over me, of course, but I never felt that way. She's not my type at all and she never will be.

And now I think she wants to have me all to herself, because she's insecure.

But that will never happen.

As the day continued, I couldn't stop thinking about the rumor. Probably because everyone was talking about it and making up even worse things about her. I wanted to punch everyone who said her name.

And what's worse, I started to believe it. I could see her doing it in my head, I could see them two motherfuckers enjoying it. And suddenly, something in my head clicked.

I went after her, because I needed to hear the truth from her.

But the was just teasing me, waiting to see the darker side of me.

And she saw it.

The slap was a big mistake I made and I'll regret it forever. I know I shouldn't have done it, I know and I hate myself for it. I don't know what I thought it would be a good idea, but maybe it's my father's fault. He slaps my mother on daily basis when something goes wrong and that's one of the many reasons I'll never take him as my father.