𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐳𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧

𝑀𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐹𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇,

𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓉 𝐻𝑜𝑔𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈. 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓈. 𝒪𝒻 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒 𝐼'𝓂 𝒶 𝒮𝓁𝓎𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃! 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒸𝓁𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝒷𝑜𝒹𝓎 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒟𝓇𝒶𝒸𝑜 𝑀𝒶𝓁𝒻𝑜𝓎. 𝐻𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓈 𝐿𝓊𝒸𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝑀𝒶𝓁𝒻𝑜𝓎. 𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃𝓈 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉? 𝒲𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒. 𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒷𝑜𝓉𝒽 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓁𝓎.

𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒴/𝒩 𝓍𝓍

Y/n stamped the letter and gave it to her owl. He took it into his black pointy small beak and fluttered into the stars, all the way to Bloodstone Mansion.

As she got into bed, she realised how much she missed home. Y/n became so caught up in her new life, she felt as if she'd left her old one behind. At home, she lived with her mother, father and little sister Ophelia. They were a close family who did most things together, there was just one bad side to their perfect little family. Her Grandfather was a deatheater. He was evil. Mr and Mrs Bloodstone fought for their life against him and Voldemort.

Panic waves hit her chest at the horrible thought of the dark side. She jumped out of bed, trying to collect her breath. Now wide awake, she decided to go to the common room to sit in front of the fire to calm down.

She tiptoed down to the common room and saw the clock above the brown doors. 2.07AM. Slowly, Y/n pushed the door open and peered her head around, to make sure she would be alone. When she saw nobody was there she headed straight to the fire. Y/N threw herself to the floor, leaning her back against the emerald leather chair. Taking a deep breath in, she tried to forget her horrible thoughts.

Suddenly she heard the door and without hesitation, flung her head around. There stood the blonde boy.

"I knew it would be you" Draco smirked.

"How did you? What on earth are you doing up?" Y/n asked.

"Oh come on, everyone in this stupid brainless school doesn't dare take any risks. And besides, I couldn't sleep either" He mumbled his last words.

Draco chucked himself on the floor besides her.

His face looked colourless.

"Draco? You look drained what's troubling you?"

Silence.

"You can tell me."

"Stuff you wouldn't get. Nobody understands" he whispered back then sighed.

"No I do. You think I don't but I do. I know you Draco, you hide behind this ego of yours. I know deep down you need somebody to be there for you. You can't do this all on your own" She said to him. Without hesitation, she grabbed his hand.

"I don't care about the things you've done. You make the wrong choices but for all the right reasons. I don't need you to explain yourself. There's a difference between a smile and a smirk Draco, I know most of this is an act" She whispered .

He placed his head on her shoulder.

And he cracked.

All the emotion he'd been hiding from the world spilled out of the troubled boy. Y/n's heart shattered like a glass dropping at the sight of her friend upset.

They said nothing for a while, she let his emotions flood out, quite literally. Draco's foggy head was cleared. Shortly after she spends time reassuring him, they speak about Draco's past and his father, Lucius. This didn't come as a surprise to Y/n, she knew exactly what his father was like and why Draco struggled to show affection, he never got any.

When they saw it was getting light outside they knew it was time for bed. They slowly sauntered back to their dorms, trying to have as much time with eachother as possible. As they got to her door, Draco pulled her in for a tight hug and places his chin ontop of her head.

His bloodshot eyes stare into hers.

"Promise me you're gonna go straight to bed?" She asks. He nodded, looked away and turned on his heel. She knew it wasn't easy for him to open up.

A few hours later when it was morning, Y/N was woken by Pansy jumping on her bed.

"Y/n wake up wake up! Come on!" Pansy exclaimed.

"What the hell are you doing? What time is it?" y/n questioned. Pansy flung herself beside her.

"Snape just shouted for morning didn't you hear? Anyway I heard you come in this morning, you were with Draco weren't you?" Pansy squealed like a child on Christmas morning.

Without hesitation, Y/N told her how lovely it was to sit with him at early hours and to just be in his company. Obviously, Pansy wasn't told about what they discussed, that was nobody's business but themselves. Clinging on to y/n's every last word, they had to stop talking as Malfoy slung himself on the bench. Exhausted is written all over his face and immediately Blaise picked up on this.

"Jesus Malfoy where've you been? You look like utter shit" Blaise said.

"Bed you muppet. I'm tired alright?" Draco spat, and pushed his arm smirking. He looked up at Y/n and winked. She knew exactly why he was tired.