Slytherin Slut, Gryffindor whore
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Thread Topic: Slytherin Slut, Gryffindor whore
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Before we start I'd like to give a huge thank you to you guys. As of now, this story is at 115 reads! Thank you sooo much! I love to write this story and get myself deep into Y/N and her pain. I know it's getting a bit repetitive but I promise it'll get better. Thanks again!
Ellie xx
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Draco's POV
What the hell was I thinking? The hurt in her eyes was forever etched into my mind. I'm an idiot. But right now, that wasn't important. I ran down the empty halls, my mind focused on a single thought. Then it was in front of me; a large door with complicated designs. I wasted no time in shoving the door open, and when I walked inside I was pleased. I had found it again, the place full of clutter. The Room of Requirement. I slumped down on the sofa and sighed. Y/N was getting to my head. I twiddled my thumbs, playing out different scenarios of my apology. Ninety-nine percent of the time, they ended with Y/N either kissing or slapping me. Ugh! What was I playing at? She loves Oliver! Besides, she's a little b---- anyway with her Ravenclaw smartness and snobbiness. I don't care about her at all... I think.
Oliver's POV
I found her where I knew I would; on her bench. She was sat staring into the distance, tear streaks staining her face. "Y/N?" There was silence. She didn't even move. I walked toward her, anxious, and sat on the bench next to her, looking at the side of her face. "Y/N? What did Malfoy say?" I spat his last name with anger. She didn't respond, staring at the castle. "Y/N!" I was getting irritated. Then I thought of something. "Y/N. I love you." She flinched. She turned her head to face me and I could see a world of pain behind her beautiful eyes. She shook her head and looked at her lap. "What did he say?" I reached out and rested a hand on her shoulder. She was freezing. She shook her head, more vigorously. I was concerned. Y/N wasn't normally like this. I half expected her to cry her eyes out. But she just sat there, shaking her head. I grabbed her hand, squeezed it and walked back into the castle.
Y/N's POV
My head was spinning when I stopped shaking it. I wanted to scream, but all I could do was think. My voice ceased to work. I decided to go back to my dorm. Quinn wasn't in there, which was unusual for her. I walked in silently and flopped on my bed. I pulled the curtains around me, grabbed Oliver's jumper and shoved my arms through it. I curled up in a tight little ball, breathing in the scent of his cologne. I fell asleep quickly, my mind forced into silence. -
Y/N's POV:
When I awoke, the dormitory was silent, apart from the odd sleepy sigh or soft snore. I slipped from beneath my duvet, eased the blue curtain back and sat on the edge of the mattress. I was sick, and I knew that. Not sick as in a fever, or a virus, I was mentally ill. But the thing is, I couldn't stop it at all. There's nothing I could do.
I left the common room before any other girl awoke. I swiftly made my way through the school corridors and out into the yard. The air was ice cold, and the grass was encrusted with a coating of frost, and yet I sat on my bench. I knew Oliver would come out to find me sooner or later.
Oliver's POV:
My aim, as soon as I woke up, was to go straight to Y/N's bench. She was obviously going to be there, there wasn't anywhere else for her to go. I wrapped up in jumpers and scarves, then stepped out into the icy wonderland of the grounds.
As I'd hoped, she was sat in thin clothing, waiting for me. When she saw me, her eyes lit up. It had been so long since I saw the true beauty of her jade green eyes. "Hey Ollie!" She chimed. I smirked, although I was confused. Why was she so happy? "Hey Y/N. How are you?" I sat beside her and took her freezing hands. She laughed like a witch, with a scary look in her eyes. "I'm perfect. Absolutley perfectomondo!" I stared at her. This wasn't right.
Third person! (Yay!)
"What's wrong Draco? You seem off today." Crabbe plodded behind his good friend. "f--- off Crabbe. I'm fine." Draco picked up his pace until Crabbe was panting to keep up. "But-" The look Malfoy threw at his fat sidekick silenced him. Draco continued down the hall, not really sure where he was going. He came to a stop by the entrance to the grounds. He looked in awe and confusion at what he saw; Y/N was grinning. Laughing. She had the adorable shine in her eyes again. But she was with Oliver. Draco sighed. He knew what this meant: Oliver could make Y/N happy, however he could take her smile and tear it apart without meaning to. There's nothing he could do.
Oliver held onto her hands. She seemed fine, but deep down he knew that she wasn't. But he didn't want to hurt her, so he decided to go along with it. "Ollie. I know what you're thinking. And I'm not okay, I promise."
(Oh yes I did come fight me b----es)
Oliver stared at the girl. "What do you mean?" He scooted himself closer and leaned in so he could hear better.
"I know I'm not okay. I know I'm mentally sick. But I don't want to stop it. It makes me feel better if I blame my f---ed up head." She sighed. I kissed her forehead, leaving my lips against her soft skin. "I'm sorry Y/N. It's all my fault." Oliver didn't wait for her to reply. He meant what he said. He did this to her, and there's nothing he could do.
Y/N moved to kiss Oliver. "No. It's my fault. I'm sorry Ollie." There wasn't anything anyone could do.
"There's nothing you can do." She smiled and pecked his lips. -
Just realised how s---e this story is
Why'd I even bother?!
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