Chapter 5 - Chapter 5: The Darkest Night

TW: Language, Violence, BloodDemian was particularly upset about the last encounter with Malfoy, even if he denies wanting to be with Pansy anymore it upset him, he didn't just tell her no. He pictured her going to his room that night, fucking him, and sleeping in his bed. He clenched his fist angrily. It's not like he would ever publicly admit to being with you anyways. Demians stomach grew queasy at the thought, he knew it was true, but he wanted to believe that deep down, he would eventually be comfortable enough to be open with his friends. He thought about Dracos family, his father in particular who would likely disown him, or worse. A well-known purveyor of the dark arts, it was unlikely he would take kindly to his son being with another boy. His stomach sank even lower, thinking about it. He thought about his own family, he came from a home of acceptance and love, how they would openly welcome any person their son loved with open arms. He smiled, just picturing that type of family reunion. A few days went by and he hadn't heard from Draco, or even seen much of him, they only have a few classes together, but he missed his last potions class and that made him worry. Had something happened? Had he actually taken Pansy up on that offer and he was feeling too guilty to face me? The thought alone made him grit his teeth. It was into October now at Hogwarts, it grew colder by the day, and he thought about the end of the month, the Halloween festival was just around the corner, one of his most favorite times of the year. He was trying to focus on anything else, rather than what Draco had been up to, and with who. He was alone in his dorm, working on a new piece of art, a ring made from the sands of the Black Lake. It had become a special part of his memories and the artistic urges he had hadn't been fulfilled since the summer when he last had the free time after his breakup. He heard a knock at the door. His heart jumped when he pictured Draco standing there, and he quickly set down his materials and went to answer it. Standing there was Terrence Higgs. He tried to shut the door, but Higgs stuck his foot in the way, blocking his easy escape. "What the fuck do you want?" Higgs breathed a heavy sigh and said with a low tone, "Listen I just want to talk, please." Demian sighed and opened the door, "Get the fuck in, quick, before my flat mates come back." Terrence came in and sat down on the open stool, next to Demians art materials, he picked up the vial of sand and small pieces of metal, "What the hell is this?" "It's nothing" He quickly snatched it away and put it in a drawer next to his bed. "Now what the fuck do you want?" "I just wanted to say I'm sorry." "For which part, the dosing, or the borderline rape?" He looked down at his feet, embarrassed. "Both." "Listen I didn't think you would willingly tell me, I only did it because all of the rumors surrounding you intrigued me, there's no one on this campus like you. I'd seen you with Viviana the past two years and hearing that you could be gay, after being with a woman like that...I didn't believe it. I had to know for myself. Then, after talking to you that night and getting to know you...I became even more intrigued. You were the first person to be kind to me in so long. I hadn't laughed like that in...I don't even know how long. Being comfortable enough to tell you my insecurities about my house, my position in Quidditch, everything...that's why I kissed you. Why I did the things I shouldn't have done. Because I so badly wanted to have you to myself."Demian kept his back turned to him but allowed him to continue speaking. "I should have never dosed you that night with Veritaserum. I regret it more than anything, but my desire to know the truth overtook me. I'm sorry Demian. But the kiss was real, it was me, I felt something for you I couldn't explain that night, and I still feel it today. I haven't thought about anyone else since that night." Demian scoffed. Higgs shook his head, "I knew you wouldn't believe me, but I had to tell you either way." Demian finally spoke, "And when you thought Draco saw and you called me a fucking faggot, what was that?" "I panicked, I genuinely thought he knew, and although I don't have much credibility, I worried whatever was left would have diminished the second someone like Draco found out." "Someone like Draco?" "An evil fucking monster, who wouldn't even flinch at the thought of ruining someone else's life. And I deserved what I got that night, I avoided you because it was too painful to even face you after the things I said when I was drunk." "You're fucking right you deserved it, now get out of my room Higgs." Without a word, he got up and left, the pained expression on his face almost made Demian feel bad for him. Almost. After a few more hours of solitude, working on his project, he finally rose from his bed and went to the great hall for dinner. His friends were already sitting together, Mordred had his arm over Viviana who seemingly pulled him closer when she saw Demian, he scoffed. "Hey guys." "Hey Demian, how's it going?" Peter said. "Fucking fantastic" He said sarcastically. He looked around the hall and didn't see Draco anywhere, he was beginning to worry. He saw Pansy though, she seemed to be looking directly at him, scowling. He pretended not to notice and started eating his dinner, without another word. On the opposing end of that table, Higgs was staring down at his own plate, looking defeated and poking at his food. The other Slytherins were joking with him, or possibly about him? Demian couldn't make it out. Viviana finished her food and quickly kissed Mordred on the forehead, "I'm going up to my room now, I'll see you later." "Goodnight princess." He said to her, and she blew him a kiss on the way out. "So...how the fuck is that going?" "What do you mean? It's going perfectly well, though if I'm honest I feel like the two of us have so little in common. All she cares about is fashion, she doesn't even have an animal companion which to me, is fucking weird." Mordred vented. "Yeah, that is proper strange, especially because you're basically the biggest animal lover we know." "I don't know man, she's really hot though, so there's that." They each laughed, besides Demian who silently continued eating his food. "What's wrong with you mate?" Peter said. "You've been quiet as fuck for days, we've barely heard from you." "Yeah you know, I've just got a lot of shit going on right now. Personal shit." "Personal shit, that you aren't telling your best mates? You wound me." Mordred said. He felt a pang of guilt in his chest, he still hadn't told Mordred the truth, and apparently Peter was true to his word and didn't relay the message like he was previously afraid of. "You know man....I'll tell you tonight." "I'm holding you to that, don't leave me hanging." "I won't." "So what about you and Penny then, fucking dick you've been ditching me left and right for her." "The truth is man, I don't know, she seems like she likes me, we talk all the time, but every time I mention being official, she shrugs me off. Gives me excuses like she isn't ready, she's focusing on her schoolwork, what the fuck ever. I'm beginning to feel a little led on." Demian sucked his teeth, "Yikes mate, that sounds terrible." "It fucking IS! But I'm head over heels for her boys, if I'm being completely honest there's not another woman in this school I can think about other than her. And that's saying something because a month ago I would have settled for Millicent Bulstrode." They all groaned, "Ewww man you can't be fucking serious." "No, I'm dead serious, I was beginning to feel like not a girl on this planet would give me the time of day, Penny is a fucking angel. If she doesn't get with me soon, I might actually die from a load back firing into me." "Mate, you're fucking disgusting." They all shared a laugh. "Hey, I need to talk to you guys though in all seriousness, can you meet me back in the dorm soon?" "Yeah yeah, for sure, I'm going to finish up here and then I'll be up.""Same." Peter said. "Alright see you guys soon." He got up and left them to their dinner, heading back up to the dorm. When he entered there was a small piece of parchment sitting on his bed. What the hell?He knew he locked the door behind him, yet someone had come in and willingly left this for him. He opened it and there was just a few words, "We need to talk. D.M." That was it. Why the fuck hadn't he been around for days? Was he avoiding me? His thoughts started racing as he thought the worst, he crumpled up the note and walked it all the way to the fireplace, where he tossed it in. He watched it burn in its entirety before he went back up to his room. By the time he got back, his house mates had returned, in good spirits too."Alright my boy, tell me what the fucks been up, because you've been acting strange for weeks." Mordred said. Peter kept his mouth shut and just sat back on his bed. "Alright well, the truth is Mordred, the reason why Viviana and I broke up. Is because I'm fucking gay." His mouth dropped open and he started laughing, a tear welled up in his eye and he wiped it away. "Mate, that was the funniest thing I heard all day, I thought all that shit was just a rumor, it's not?" "No, I'm dead serious. I'm gay." He fell silent for a moment, turning a slight shade of pink after he laughed. "I mean fuck, I'm sorry I laughed, Peter you haven't got shit to say you're just leaving me to ask all these questions?" "I already told Peter." Demian said. "Okay what the fuck, we've been friends for just as long and you tell him before me?""Alright man before you get your fucking knickers twisted, I told him when you were dealing with all that Elwin shit, you were in a terrible mood, I didn't want to add my bullshit onto your plate." He scoffed. "Are you fucking serious? I'd be lying if I said I wasn't hurt." He held his hand over his heart dramatically. "Yeah well you didn't even tell me you were pursuing Vi this entire time!" Demian almost shouted at him. "Hey mate simmer the fuck down, truth is she was pursuing me, and she told me not to tell you to spare your feelings or some shit." Demian was somewhat shocked, he didn't expect to hear that, and suddenly he had his doubts that this relationship was as serious as Mordred thinks it is. He isn't an ugly guy by any means, he stood tall, he was muscular, light hair and eyes, but in comparison to Viviana, who was the object of manys desires, he fell short in more ways than one. "Alright well, just be careful man, because Vi is all about appearances, both publicly, and not." "Noted man, noted." "So like, who the fuck are you on about then, who have you been seeing?" A pang of guilt hit him once again when he realized he couldn't tell his friends about Draco, with everything going on and the fact he hadn't heard from him in days, he worried that they might not ever become something to begin with. "Alright well, keep this in this fucking room, but at the party, I may or may not have kissed Higgs." "HIGGS?!" They both exclaimed in unison. "You're fucking joking mate, he's such a dickhead." "Listen man, you're telling me, why do you think I've been going through such a rough time the past couple weeks, it's been a proper nightmare." They both laughed again, "Fucking Higgs." Peter said. "I can't even believe this shit, you're fucking with a Slytherin." Mordred exclaimed. "You've certainly got a particular taste in men, eh mate?" They laughed again. "Hey fuck you guys!" He joined them in laughter and for the first time in a while, he finally felt close to both of his friends. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*This next part will be from Dracos POV, the last couple of days recounted through his eyes.Draco went back to his dorm, feeling defeated after the encounter with Pansy and Demian. Fuck, I should have just told that slag to fuck off. Why didn't I? That same night, like clockwork, Pansy went up to his dorm. Because of his connections within the school and the vast amount of money his family possessed, Draco had a singular room, without flat mates, a luxury to be lusted after, I'm sure. She didn't even knock, she just walked right in, Draco was shirtless and lying in bed already. "Oh I see you're already ready for me, is that it?" "You're fucking hilarious, Parkinson." He said under his breath. She didn't waste a second and started unbuttoning her top to join him. "Don't bother, we won't be doing anything tonight." "What the fuck?" She said. "What's going on Draco? You've been acting weird for weeks, we've been fucking each other since last year, and now suddenly you're just done with me? What gives?" "Truthfully, you fucking bore me Pansy, I'm ready for something new." Tears welled up in her eyes, she bit her trembling lip while a fire lit behind her eyes. The need for vengeance sparked in the young Slytherin as she silently buttoned up her shirt again. "Me, fucking boring? I'll show you boring you dickhead." Without another word, she left, slamming his door as hard as she could muster with her small frame. Draco looked over at his bedside table, a letter from his father was lying there, and it held the key to the rest of his future. He opened it again, and read his fate; "Draco, Although you're only 16, in an attempt to bond two pureblood houses together, The Greengrass family has suggested we make a marriage pact for when you finally graduate school. I have accepted. You will marry Astoria Greengrass, so put all of your frivolities behind you. You're almost a man now, and it's time that you start acting like one. Lucius." You've got to be fucking joking.Astoria was 2 years his junior, he hardly knew her let alone wanted to marry her. He could count the amount of interactions he had with her on one hand, and half of them were more boring than Parkinson had made him feel in the last year. Was she cute? Absolutely, but that was all she had going for her. He had little to no interest in anyone but him.But he knew that was far-fetched. My father would never allow it. He felt his future was laid out before him, he had no choice in the matter, his blood need remain pure after all. He couldn't get caught with someone like Demian, let alone the fact he was...a boy. Fuck this. His anger bubbled over and he crumpled up his destiny in his hand, punching the one and only mirror he had in his room. It shattered, and the blood from his wound spilled over the side of the vanity, he screamed as loud as his lungs would allow him, loud enough for his neighbors to start shouting back at him to shut the fuck up. Silently, he walked to the medical ward, a trail of blood following him. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*The next day Draco woke up to a wrapped hand, although it was almost healed from the magical properties last night, he winced in pain and saw the scattered glass still adorning his floor, the sunlight shined against it reflecting his insecurities of the night before. He waved his wand and the glass repaired itself, he was just too lazy to and in his feelings the night before to do anything about it. Quickly, he looked into the newly remodeled reflection, bags were under his eyes, he felt like he hadn't slept at all the night before, because truthfully, he hadn't. Before he was able to process what had happened, a knock at his door. He opened it and there stood Astoria. "Hello Malfoy." She said. "Can I come in?" "I suppose I haven't got a choice." He replied.She smiled at him mischievously and took a lap around his room, sizing up his living quarters. "So, I'm sure you've heard the news. That we are betrothed?" "No fucking shit I've heard the news." She looked at his hand. "What happened?" "Don't worry yourself over it, it's nothing and will be healed by tomorrow, I'm sure." She looked at him inquisitively. "I see. Well, nonetheless I have come here to tell you I look forward to these next few years, soon it will be graduation and I have all sorts of things I'd like to discover with you before then." She stepped closer to him and walked her fingers up his chest. "You know I've always thought you were devilishly handsome; I couldn't have been happier with my fathers ambition. He'd always said he would find me the perfect match, but I didn't believe it possible." "There's dozens who would kill to be in your position, don't fucking act like you're special. This is all a ploy, for power and pure blood. Don't forget that." She laughed. "While that might be so, don't think that for one second I don't take this seriously, you are mine and I am yours Draco, and that's the way it's going to be from now on. So don't let me catch fucking Parkinson even looking in your general direction, or you'll regret it.""You, threatening me? Get the fuck out of my room little girl, you're lucky I don't curse you where you stand and make my father find me a new bride, they're dime a dozen these days." She scoffed, unphased. "I'll see you later, lover." She turned and walked out. Draco clenched his fists and the wounds that were almost healed regressed, he tried to clench his teeth to prevent his freshly mended mirror from meeting its demise again. He took his shirt back off, and vowed he wasn't going to classes again today, whether it was facing Pansy, Astoria, or Demian, he hadn't the energy to explain to any of them just what the fuck was going on in his head.