2. Chapter Two
"Draco Lucius Malfoy, how nice it is to see you." I smirked, I set foot in his bed room on the first of September. My Slytherin robes draped over my skinny body. Eating hasn't been my main priority. I want to eat, I just feel to ill too.
"Matilda Bella Slytherin, how wonderful to see you!" He played along with my very posh accent. I let myself smile for the first time in months. I had applied a fuck load of concealer this morning in hopes he wouldn't see the bags under my eyes.
I giggled slightly walking over to where he was sat on his bed. I wrapped my legs around his waist sitting on his lap. If I may say so myself he has gotten way hotter. I kissed him quickly missing the feeling of his lips against mine.
"Mr Malfoy, I have been sent to get you. We have to get to the train station!" I carried on my fake accent. I missed this. Just me and him.
We walked hand in hand onto the platform my resting bitch face prominent. People made a path for us. Maybe it was because I looked very intimidating or because of my family history. I do not know. My arm was burning, he was killing again. For merlins sake father you are suppose to be keeping him distracted, as not to put your daughter in danger.
Even I would be a better right hand woman than my stupid arrogant father.
I took a seat in the Slytherin cabin across from Draco, I didn't want him to see the pain in my eyes. I was holding back tears. The pain was unbearable. I know Draco will have to suffer this exact pain next year but the longer he doesn't know the better.
"I love you so much Draco never forget okay. We have hell coming for us, but as long as I have you, I don't need anybody else." I spoke randomly.
"I love you too".