🌙 | DRACO MALFOY... a fanfic

8. dirty secrets

19/12/20
4517 words

Mentions of gang-rape, selfharm and upsetting themes are present throughout this chapter. Take care of yourself, dm me for a summary if you need it. Please don't read if you do not have the strength.
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"You feeling any better?" He murmured as I clung onto his arm.

"Nope. Still broken, good job." I laughed.

I squeezed his hand as we arrived outside the Zabini's, "you ready to see everyone?"

He took a deep breath, "yeah."

Nobody had had the chance to speak to him (apart from Pansy) after what he did, so he had no idea how they would react. They'd seen him the day I had Acantha but nobody and time to really react.

I knocked on the door which Florence opened, she gaped at him taking in how much he had changed and before he could blink she was slapping him around the face, "what did you do! We would've helped you, we could've fixed this for you and then you leave and get her pregnant!"

He blinked at her, "Florence..." he spoke softly.

"No! Don't you Florence me I've been raising your children as well as my own!"

"Florence it's ok." I whispered, taking her arm.

"It's the hormones." Blaise muttered, walking along behind her.

She caught his arm, "say that again. I fucking dare you."

We slipped into the door watching the couple stare at eachother intensely, Malika nudged my arm, "it's my favourite show." She whispered. She hugged Draco placing a small kiss on his cheek.

"Hello Darling." He smiled, taking the glass of bourbon she held out to him.

"I missed you two together." She whispered, "it feels like everything's alright again."

We focused back on Florence who was scolding the hell out of Blaise.

"Florence..." Draco soothed taking her arm and dragging her to the kitchen, "how about we get you a glass of something?"

Draco's POV

I took her into the kitchen in an attempt to stop a fight that was obviously going to break out.

I passed her a glass from the cupboard, nothing had changed here it was like time had frozen. I shivered seeing my reflection in the window, I saw y/n in the window smiling and laughing with our friends, shivers fell down my spine as I watched her face light up in the reflection. The voices returned, voices that only she could keep quiet.

'Murderer, murderer, murdered, murdered." They whispered in my ears.

'You don't deserve her. You don't deserve happiness."

'Weak. You did this to yourself.'

The glass in my hand shattered from the sheer force of the anxiety that was coursing through my veins.

"Draco are you alright?" I felt her tug on my shoulder but I was frozen. Stuck. She flattened out my palm looking at the damage, I glanced over to see large cuts across my hand.

I snapped back to life as she began to clean the wounds, "Florence it's fine, I'm fine."

"Draco no. What's happening? You can talk to me, I'm your friend."