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Can You See Me Now Ch. 2 (Draco x OC)

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Published: Sep 6, 2016

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Chapter 2 Self Harm

All eyes were on me as I walked through the corridors, while I was in class, while I ate in the great hall and while in the dormitory. I was ashamed and embarrassed. I was filth, nothing more than the piece of garbage my father had always proclaimed me to be. After a week of feeling eyes on me at all times, and hearing the whispers, I broke. I did something that I had promised myself that I would never do again, I cut. During my free period I locked myself in a stall, in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom and began cutting myself with a knife that I had stolen from Potions class. Snape would probably notice it was gone sooner or later, and hopefully he wouldn't figure out who actually took it. I breathed a sigh of relief, with each cut, I felt more at ease. When I was finished I cleaned out the cuts and bandaged them up. Thankfully I always wore long sleeves, so no one would think anything of me, wearing sweater. Deep down, I wished someone would notice, that someone would stop me. That someone would hold me close, tell me that everything was going to be alright and that they loved me. But that would never happen to piece of trash like me.

~{Time Skip Brought to you by Butterbeer}~

Its been three months since I started cutting, and its becoming harder and harder to hide, because whenever I would move my arms, a sharp pain would rush up my arm, and I would wince, barely preventing myself from crying out in pain. In all honesty, I didn't think anyone noticed, because the stares and the whispering had stopped, though the need to cut had not vanished. I still cut, because it gave me some sense of relief. I didn't notice a pair of gray eyes catching every wince. The owner of the eyes didn't approach me for a while. Finally after another month had passed, the person couldn't hold back any longer. He didn't say something to me himself, though he did mention to Snape that he suspected me of taking his knife. That is how I ended up back in Madam Pomfrey's being scolded for the damage I had caused to my own body. Madam Pomfrey was non to pleased to discover what I had been doing to myself, in fact she was horrified. She went on a rant, about how dangerous self harm could be, and that if I was ever caught doing it again, I would have to have an escort take me to every class. This was not something I wanted, so I agreed to stop, though seeing as I was given an escort anyways, I don't think she quite believed me. She was right to do so, seeing as I would have gone back to cutting as soon as I could.
I sat in the hospital wing, wondering just who my escort would be, I did not expect it to be the self proclaimed, Slytherin Prince, Draco Malfoy. He walked into the hospital wing, like he owned the place, his hair slicked back, his head held high, and stinking of pompous muggle hating pureblood. Luckily I myself was a pureblood, so the odds of him harassing me for something like that was one in a million. But still he was probably the biggest git in the school. His pale gray eyes scanned the room until he found me, a look of disdain crossing his face. Looks like being harassed by him might be a problem after all. My life really did suck, and now with Draco being in it. I had no doubt in my mind that it was about to get a whole lot worse.