Also Alice ( I Hope U Dont Mind Me Calling U By Ur Name)

Also Alice ( I hope u don’t mind me calling u by ur name)

TAKING BREAKS IS IMPORTANT DONT FEEL BAD OR PRESSURED TO WRITE.

take it from someone who hasn’t wrote anything in over a month now. 👍😀 fr tho take care of ur self luv and write whenever u feel like it at the end it’s supposed to be fun not a chore or something u have to do everyday

-⭐️

❥ i don't mind you using my name at all!

thank you, i really needed to hear that from someone! i just don't wanna disappoint people, yk? but yeah, breaks are definitely important and i will definitely be taking one!

i hope you find the motivation or time or want to write something again! i'd love to read your work one day!

❥ heart to heart | chapter one

pairing: abner krill x oc genre: best friends to lovers! warnings: mention of experimentation, murder, abuse, manipulation, ABNER'S MOTHER, a bit suggestive around the end, implications of a boner word count: 7.5k masterlist: heart to heart next chapter: chapter two

the sound of rain slapping against the rough roads filled her ears. strong winds blew through her hair, but she still ran as fast as she could. barely escaping the cameras and light, and if she was seen, she'd use her powers. the facility was heavily secured, heavily armed, but with her killing everyone in sight, she would get away with ease. "come on!" she yelled at the only four test subjects left alive whom she was helping escape. all of them were younger than her, merely children around the ages of 5 to 13.

suddenly, multiple bangs rang throughout the entire area. shaking, the woman turned around and stared in horror as all four of them were dead on the ground. she couldn't do anything, nor did she have the time to cry. with no choice, she had to leave them all there and flee, only looking back when she was miles away. she was finally free, but at a price.

the walk through the woods felt like nothing compared to the things she faced at the lab. even if her feet were blistered by splinters or she was soaked by the rain, this was a thousand times better. she looked down at her wrist, the numbers '037' were permanently etched onto her skin. the girl clenched her fist before continuing to walk through the muddy forest. it took a while but eventually, she stumbled upon a gas station.

037 limped her way towards the entrance. the store clerk didn't even look at her, too busy mindlessly typing away on her nokia. there was only one other customer there, a middle-aged man wearing a grey t-shirt and a dark red flannel. when he saw her, his eyes widened. "darlin', are you alright?" the man asked with a southern drawl, she looked up and said nothing before immediately passing out. the man stared at her limp body and took shallow breaths. "what happened to you?" he muttered under his breath, before picking her up and walking back to his car.

"wy?" his wife called, "did they have the peanuts- dear lord!" she exclaimed, her hands flailing to her chest.

"wyatt, what happened?!" she got out of the car to help him open up the backseat door. wyatt placed 037 in the car, "i don't know." he grunted, holding his back. "she walked into the convenience store and the moment i asked if she was all right, she blacked out in the blink of an eye." his wife stared at her, concerned. "she's bruised all over and wearing a hospital gown. do you think she escaped from an asylum?" she wondered as they got into the car, "i have no idea. either way, i think we should bring her home and ask her when she wakes up. we don't have the money for a hospital visit, and by the looks of it, she doesn't either." he said, putting the car in reverse to get out of the parking spot.

it was the next morning when 037 woke up. she was surprised that the first thing she saw was pink walls and the first thing she smelled was eggs. she rubbed her head as she sat up, feeling her surroundings. a comfy bed, a tiny room, and the door's open. the girl got herself out of the tangled blanket and cautiously walked out the door. she saw a couple. a woman with bright yellow hair and dark green eyes was wearing a blue dress as she cooked up breakfast, while a man wearing a fisherman vest and slacks was sat at the table, reading the daily newspaper. 037 recognised that man, he was the last person she saw before her exhaustion entirely kicked in.

"oh, goody! you're awake!" the woman exclaimed, wiping her hands on a dishtowel. "was starting to get worried! you'd been out for an entire day." she walked closer to the young girl and she backed away with suspicion. the blonde woman realised this and stopped in her tracks. "we're not trying to hurt you, pumpkin." she softly reassured, wyatt placed the newspaper down. "let her get comfortable, nellie." he told her and then gestured for 037 to come sit down and eat.

she looked around and slowly headed to the table. they were living in an apartment and it was a tiny one, but it was homey and comfortable. 037 got startled when she saw a black cat jump onto the square dinner table. "lola, you want some water?" nellie cooed, pouring some water into a bowl and placing it in front of the black feline. 037 sat on the chair opposite of wyatt and next to nellie. "w-what happened?" her voice was so coarse and quiet, they almost didn't understand her. "oh! well, first, let us introduce ourselves." nellie said excitedly, "i'm nellie and this is my husband, wyatt, and this is lola, our cat." lola mewed in response, purring rather loudly as she sat on the table in loaf position.

"i saw you at the gas station store before you passed out. we brought you back to our place and nellie cleaned your bruises." wyatt explained as he folded up the newspaper and placed it behind him on another table. "i didn't shower you though! didn't wanna invade your privacy like that." the blonde quickly added, laughing nervously. 037 smiled, "explains why i smell like rotten fish." she joked, "thank you. i'm grateful for your hospitality but i don't believe i should burden you two any longer." her british accent broke here and there, signifying she needed water. nellie frowned and pushed a glass of water towards her, "you aren't burdening us in any way, sweetheart. have some breakfast and water, and if you feel uncomfortable, you can leave any time." she smiled and 037 felt like crying, tears were threatening to spill from her eyes. she grabbed the glass and downed the water in one gulp.

after breakfast, nellie insisted she shower and change into more comfortable clothing. when she did, she felt so much better. "hey." wyatt knocked on her door before he came in, "how're you doin'?" 037 smiled at him, "much better. thank you." he nodded, "it's nothing. though, we'd like to have your name." now, the girl was at a loss for words. what was she suppose to say? that she had no name?

she thought about it for a while before something struck her. somewhere she'd always wanted to go. "eden. my name's eden." she simply said, "well, eden, you're welcome to stay as long as you want." eden nodded, but as the dark haired man was about to leave the room she called out to him. "wait!" he turned around, "i could help with anything, to return the favour for letting me stay in your home." he smiled, "seems fair. you can help out with the cafe." she looked at him weirdly, getting up from her bed. "cafe?" he gestured for her to follow him out of the room.

they headed out the apartment door and headed down the stairs and it immediately led to a row of shop lots. "this is the cafe we own." eden looked to her left and saw a simple, sweet and feminine styled cafe, she realised they lived above their cafe. "it looks lovely." she whispered, wyatt snorted. "well, nells is going to be happy to hear that." he commented, walking through the glass doors.

nellie was currently working in the kitchen, rushing around as other employees got the display case, brewing machine and tables ready for opening time. by other employees, i really mean other employee. "viola! where on god's green earth did you put the salt?" nellie asked the girl working at the display case, placing pastries and cake at their proper spots. "i d-don't kn-know! i-i-it's suppose to be th-there!" she stuttered out, her anxiety building up.

when nellie spotted wyatt and eden, she smiled. "wyatt! and..." she remembered she had no idea what to call her, "eden." eden completed her sentence and nellie smiled. "what a pretty name!" she complimented and the black-haired girl blushed. things were definitely going to look up for her now.

it'd been ten years since eden had escaped that hell hole of a place and found her new home, but it still wasn't quite home.

"eden? can you take care of table 12?" nellie yelled out from the kitchen. eden was on her break but she was always willing to help out even so. she got up from her chair with a scrape, heading to table numbered 12. "hi, welcome to nellie's nostalgia, what can i get for you?" she wore her usual tired smile as she looked up from her notepad only to be faced with the sight of the same man she’d seen since the start of the week. he carried a medium-sized sketch book, had black hair with bangs that covered his eyes as he was always looking down. "c-could i have a coffee? black?" his voice was low and trembling, he didn't seem to be confident with his answer despite ordering the same thing every time he came into the cafe. eden had noticed his cheeks had looked a bit hollowed, realising he'd only been ordering coffee. her mind started to wander, wondering if he had eaten at all for the past week. "alright. anything else? maybe a pastry? we have some real good ones." he looked up for the first time, not expecting to be faced with a soft, comforting smile from the same woman who had been looking like she wanted nothing to do with him for the last six days. he stared at her features, admiring her black, shiny, wavy hair and kind, yet empty, matching black eyes. they reminded him of himself.

the man gulped, fiddling with his hands. "what do you like?" he asked quietly, eden was surprised he'd want to know, no customer's ever asked her what she preferred. "oh! uh, i like the chocolate chip muffins-" "i'll take that!" he piped up before hunching back into his seat again, "s-sorry. that was probably creepy, i'm sorry." she was confused why he was apologising so much, the dejection so evident in his voice. "it's alright, sir. i like your enthusiasm."  her words make him lift his head up again with a glint of hope in his sorrow-filled eyes. "i'll be back with your order, yeah?" eden headed back behind the counter and began reheating up a muffin as she started brewing a cup of coffee.

nellie came out of the kitchen with a heavy sigh, "what did table 12 order this time?" she asked eden, "black coffee, as usual. i convinced him to order a chocolate chip muffin though." she simply answered, yawning as she took the muffin out of the microwave and placed it on a plate. "sure he don't want any more food? he looks like he'd been starved by his mother or sum'in." eden glared at her, "don't assume things." she told her, nellie held her hands up. "well, i'm sorry, i'm just worried!" it's such a nellie thing to be worried about a complete stranger. then, she would say, 'but he isn't a stranger! he's a regular customer!' in her strong southern drawl.

eden shook her head as she made her way back to mr. table twelve with his coffee and muffin on a tray. "here you are." she placed it in front of him, "enjoy." this time he smiled back, but it was a mix of a smile and a frown, his lips trembled in between both expressions. eden found it an adorable quality. she'd always seen him sitting at the same table, sipping on his coffee as he drew in his book or stared out the window. staring out at the world like he was afraid of it.

after he'd finish his meal, he asked for the bill. when eden had brought it to him, he rummaged his pockets for his wallet. his eyes widened, "oh, fiddlesticks. i'm so sorry." he muttered, holding his head in his hands. "i think i left my wallet at home, i'm so sorry." eden shook her head, "it's fine. you can come back and pay whenever, but i'm taking your word for it." she joked but the man didn't laugh, looking absolutely distraught and on the verge of a panic attack. "hey, hey." she softly cooed, kneeling to his level. "it's honestly fine. you can come back tomorrow and pay, or it could be on the house. i can pay for you, and then you can pay me back. no pressure." her words of reassurance seemed to calm him down as he took a deep breath before letting it go. he nodded silently, "yeah? you're all good, darling." the nickname caught him off guard, and he looked at her with big, doe eyes.

when eden realised what she'd said, she stood up. "oh, sorry. that was unprofessional of me." she nervously laughed, "anyway, don't worry about it..." she trailed off, realising she didn't know his name. "a-abner." he quietly said, "abner." eden repeated with a soft smile on her face making abner turn extremely red. there was something about abner that just pulled eden towards him, a quality of some sort, or maybe it was the way he carried himself, the way his face looked like he'd gone through something indescribable. it reminded her of herself.

eden had hoped to see him the next day, which she did. he showed up, paid her back and she invited him to join her for lunch so they could talk a bit more. "d'you live far from here?" she asked him, taking a bite of her cake. "uh, not really. just a few blocks away." abner told her, sipping on his tea with both hands holding the cup. he had asked her what she liked to drink and she unironically answered tea, earl grey to be more precise. abner immediately ordered that, along with the same cake she was eating. "what do you like to do for fun?" abner's meek voice asked, "hm, stargaze." her answer made him curious, "and read. i love reading." his eyes widened at the opportunity, "i-i sorta like that too!" his sudden outburst startles eden before the two of them chuckle, abner's more sheepish. "sorry. i mean i mostly like drawing, or maybe doodling, or y’know what? i’ll shut up. i’m sorry." his constant apologising made eden curious, "why do you keep apologising?" she asked, she was honestly quite surprised at her own question.

she had never been one to be a busy body or ask personal questions, but judging from abner's behaviour so far, she would be the one asking the questions majority of the time. abner starts squirming in his seat, "i don't know. i just feel the need to." his face suddenly started turning into different shades of colours, eden tilted her head to the side. "are you alright?" she asked, he looked confused. "your face is turning different colours." abner immediately looked alarmed, "u-uh, i-i-i need to go." he quickly said before placing a twenty dollar bill on the table, "keep the change." he yelped, getting out of the chair and running out of the cafe with his arm covering his face.

eden stared at the place he was just sat at, "huh." she muttered to herself, sipping her tea with confusion. "what was he in a rush for?" nellie asked from behind the counter, "i haven't the slightest clue." eden answered, getting up from her seat and stretching. "you looked like you were having the time of your life talking to him." nellie wiggled her eyebrows and the black-haired woman only rolled her eyes. "don't even think about it." she told her friend, nellie pouted. "but you've literally been here for ten years and not once have i seen you gone out with someone!" she whined, placing her hands on eden's shoulders and shaking her back and forth. "nells, please stop." eden was starting to get nauseous, she grabbed nellie's hands with her own gloved ones.

"i don't need to go out with anyone. i'm fine on my own."  nellie gave her a look, "you act like i don't see the romance novels you buy and read, you cheesy romantic." eden rolled her eyes, "doesn't mean anything." "yeah, it does. means you want to, at least, experience it." eden looked at her, "what?" the older woman giggled and shook her head, "love, silly!" she exclaimed as she started organising the utensils.

eden scoffed, "i don't need love. i see it on a daily basis between you and wyatt." she gagged at the thought, seeing them kiss each other daily, hearing them on certain nights and having to drown it out with headphones, blasting lana del rey on full volume.

"besides, he's a customer. isn't that inappropriate?" eden's question makes nellie snort with laughter, "inappropriate? pumpkin, this isn't a hospital or a corporate company! i won't fire you for dating a customer!" she exclaimed, "plus, he's pretty cute and you look adorable together-" "alright, alright. that's enough." eden interrupted, waving her off. "i need to close up for tonight, go back to your husband." nellie gasped exaggeratedly, flipping her off. eden smiled at her as she grabbed a broom and started sweeping away.

abner didn't come back for a while after that, it actually worried eden. she wondered where'd he gone to, extremely concerned which was extremely out of character for her, nellie just had to remind her of that fact.

after three whole days, abner had returned and eden was eager to serve him to ask where he’d been. "hey, vi." she whispered to her co-worker and friend, "can you handle this table? i'll tend to table 12." viola nodded, "al-alr-alright." she stuttered, heading to the other direction. eden made her way to abner's table, "hello, there." she greeted him, giving him her usual soft smile. "hi." he smiled back, looking as sombre as ever. "i was wondering when you'd showed up." his eyes widened, "y-you were?" she nodded, "was worried about you." abner looked down, "i-i'm sorry. my mother- she-" he cut himself off, realising he shouldn't tell her what happened to him over the weekend. eden noticed his hesitation, "it's alright. you don't need to tell me anything you aren't comfortable with telling. i'm just glad you're okay." abner nodded, "i'm sorry for making you worry." "it's fine, abner. truly." she assured him, "anyways, what will it be today?" and again, he asked her what else she liked, proceeding to order exactly that.

eden's shift ended earlier today. she changed from her apron and polo shirt to a long-sleeve, casual and long, black dress. she thought back to her conversation with nellie a few days ago and sighed. it would be nice to hang out with someone new. "hey." she walked up to abner's table, "i was wondering if you'd want to hang out at the library. you could maybe show me what you like to read and i could show you what i like to read, or you could even show me what you like to ‘doodle’." she suggested, referring to his sketchbook on the table. again, a shocked expression is displayed on his face. he didn't expect her to want to hang out with him, much less do something with him, but technically hanging out is doing something so.

"o-oh! uh, yeah! of course, yes. sure. yep." his answer made her smile, "let's go, then." she gestured for him to come and follow her, "hope you don't mind walking." eden said as she rubbed her hands together, abner's attention turns to her gloves. "why do you wear gloves?" he randomly blurted out, "oh- uh, sorry. i didn't mean to ask- it was an invasive question- i di-" "it's okay, abner." she tells him, looking him in the eyes. "i have a skin sensitivity problem. i can't touch others, at least not skin-on-skin." eden explained, looking at her gloved hands as they walked. "what kind?" "hm, a sad kind." she simply answered, not saying anything furthermore. abner took it that she didn't want to talk about it anymore and so, he dropped the subject despite his raging curiosity.

when they reached the library, abner had agreed to check out a book she’d suggest. eden was almost giddy hearing his words, she didn’t have anyone to talk to about the books she reads since wyatt and nellie aren’t really bookworms. eden went straight for the classic fiction section while abner went to go find a table in the library to sit at. her eyes skimmed through the titles until eventually lingering longer on a certain book. she grabbed it and headed back to the table, seeing abner already sitting there with his sketchbook in front of him.

eden sat opposite of him and placed her book in front of her. "what are you drawing?" she asked curiously, "o-oh, um, it's- it’s you." he picked up the book shyly and turned it around to show her a sketch of herself sitting at a table and reading a book. “i’m sorry if it’s creepy or weird that i’m drawing you, you’re just the perfect subject for it- not that i’m thinking you’re an object or something for me to draw! that’s not it! it’s just- you’re very beautiful- not!” abner looked like he was having a battle within himself, arguing on the right words he should be saying. “no! you are very beautiful! i’m just- i’m ruining everything. what’s wrong with me?” he whispered the last bit to himself and eden was holding back a small giggle. “hey, nothing’s wrong with you.” she told him, “i’m honoured you think me a good drawing subject, and thank you. you’re the first person to ever use the word ‘beautiful’ to describe me.” abner looked at her and felt so relieved when her expression wasn’t a judgemental one. “why’d you decide to draw me?” she asked, “o-oh. well, your features are just so intriguing and they- they sort of pull me in, if i could say that? your hair is always coiffed so perfectly and your eyes are sharp when you’re reading. i like to challenge myself on conveying as much emotion as possible in my work and the thing about drawing you is that, it doesn’t have to be an emotion, it can just be a neutral feeling. a calm feeling.” as abner was rambling about eden’s features and the drawing, she had noticed his hands were moving as he talked, following the tone of his voice. “oh, and your eyebrows are just amazing. like, they are my favourite thing to draw.” abner soon realised he was talking way too much, he stopped. "i'm sorry. that answer was too long, wasn’t it? and the eyebrow thing was really unnecessary." he apologised and eden shook her head. "no, i like that you told me. i can see you enjoy drawing rather thoroughly." abner slowly nodded, looking down at the table again. “you’re very good at it too.” when she said that, his head shot up. “r-really?” his eyes shined with hope, “really. it looks exactly like me and i do feel very calm when i look at it.” she leaned a little closer to him, “and you got my eyebrows down to a tee.” eden winked, smirking. this was the first time abner saw her so… playful. he loved it.

eden then placed her book of choice on the table before pushing it towards him. abner observed the book cover and the title, "pride and prejudice. true classic. i'm assuming you've heard about it?" the man nods, "i have." he slowly looked at her, "do you like romance novels?" his question makes eden chuckle, "i guess so. it seems as though i sort of live through them, since i don't do it in real life." abner tilts his head to the side, "do what?" "live. love. any of the above." she half-joked, "i don't get out much, and i don't meet many new people." she explained, looking nonchalant. "i'd like to see what it's like to live, to love, to get hurt, etcetera." abner stared at her with his usual sad, puppy dog eyes, he thought she was great. "i'm also a sucker for the victorian era. i won't spoil anything about the book but personally, i think it's a great book that shows how what we perceive can be so different from what the next person is trying to convey." she rambled and then stopped herself, "oh, i'm talking too much, aren't i?" eden asked with a blank expression, "no! no, no, you aren't." he said as he quickly shook his head, "then, i guess you weren't talking too much before either." she flipped the situation around and abner's eyes widened before he let a smile take over his lips. "i guess not." this was the first time he wasn't putting himself down and eden was quite happy about it.

“you said you sort of like reading before. what’d you usually read?” abner pondered for a moment, “usually science books.” his answer was something eden had somewhat expected, he did seem like the non-fiction type. "my mother, she- uh- she only ever has science books in the house, so.." he trailed off, his face entirely flustered. eden noticed he didn't say the sentence with a past tense, assuming he still lived with his mother which she found sweet. "i have a complicated relationship with science. it was a... big topic in my home.” eden noticed he was starting to get worked up again and so she quickly changed the subject. “well, i hope you won’t get bored by my old, little fiction novel.” she joked, abner’s lips upturned into a small smile. “i’m sure i’ll love it.” he said with the most determination she’d ever seen from him.

her eyes averted to his sketchbook. “hey, what about while you read ‘pride and prejudice’, i’ll draw something for you in your sketchbook? if that’s alright with you, of course. i’ve never really drawn before so it may be a bit hideous.” abner stared at her with big eyes before blinking once. “oh, yeah! of course, you can! go ahead, i’m sure it won’t look hideous at all.” he said rather enthusiastically, eagerly pushing the book to her along with his pencil, eraser and pen.

soon, the two of them did their activities in peace. abner slowly flipped through pages, really taking in the words, trying his best to understand them. eden decided to draw a bunny wearing a sweater, trying her best to imagine the animal in her mind. abner's facial expression was as focused as eden's was, they were entirely absorbed in their own books, so to speak. it was something new for the both of them.

abner slowly looked up from the book after reading a few pages, curious to see what eden was drawing. when he saw the bunny, he unconsciously smiled. abner averted his eyes to her face, staring at it and appreciating every little detail. the creases in between her eyebrows as they were furrowed, her slow blinks, her nose flaring when she came across a part that was hard to draw in the right position. when he thought he was staring too much, he immediately lowered his gaze back to the book in front of him. just as he did so, eden looked up to see his reaction to her book. she couldn't even see his face, it was so close to the book that it entirely covered it.

after 30 minutes or so, abner placed the book down and stretched, yawning silently as he did so. “tired?” eden asked, placing the pencil down. “a bit.” he answered, peering at the paper. she noticed he wanted to look at it and so she picked it up and handed it over. abner stared at the bunny wearing a polka-dot sweater. “it’s…” he trailed off, he was so focused on the fact it had polka-dots that he was losing his train of thought. “...bad?” eden joked, abner immediately snapped out of it. “what?! no! not at all! it’s really good! i’m sorry if it seemed that i thought it was bad, i just…” eden raised an eyebrow, “you just…?” abner looked at her, “why are there polka-dots on the bunny’s sweater?” his question made her cock her head, “well, i like polka-dots, so i decided to add them since the sweater looked plain.” abner seemed at a loss for words. “you like polka-dots?” he asked nervously, “yes. i think they’re wonderful.” some sort of warmth spreaded across the pit of abner’s stomach as his heart skipped a beat. he cleared his throat before smiling, “i see.” he fidgeted with the edges of the paper, eden smiled at him. “usually i’d use a lot of colour but well, i don’t have my colour pencils.” abner nodded, “well, then, next time, i’ll bring my colour pencils.” he said with a giddy tone, eden was happily surprised by it.

after that hang out, they began meeting up every week, every week became every day. some days abner would disappear, but never for more than three days. eden never usually questioned him about his whereabouts, only ever asked if he was doing alright and reassuring him that she's there if he needs her, even giving him her home address if he ever needed to see her. she had rather grown attached to him, as she does with people whom she forms bonds with. 

however, this attachment was quite different than from the ones she had with nellie and wyatt. this attachment was much stronger. every time she wasn't with him, it felt like hell, felt like she couldn't breathe. every time abner would disappear for way too long for her own comfort, she'd fret and worry and barely even talk to anyone. eden would only pace and pray that he'd show up in no time.

one day, it was storming just as heavily as it did the night she'd escaped the lab, and abner was suddenly at her doorstep. "abner?" she asked, shocked to see him soaked from head to toe, covered in bruises around his face and neck. she couldn't tell if it was the rain or if he'd been sobbing for the past one hour. a sniffle from him confirmed her speculations. "my goodness, darling. come in, you must be terribly cold." she ushered him into the apartment, closing the door. eden rushed to go grab him a towel, starting to brew him hot tea. "nellie and wyatt are out for a while, that's why i'm alone right now." she said as she took out an ice pack from the fridge, wrapping it with a thin towel.

she made her way to abner, who was sat at the dinner table wrapped cosily in a towel and sipping on his drink. "now, let me see those bruises." she sat close to him, closer than she's ever sat. it made both of them nervous, more evident on abner than eden. she didn't want to ask what caused his injuries, she didn't want to overstep even if they'd been friends for over six months now. "i don't want to pry..." she started, placing the wrapped ice pack against one of the bigger bruises on his face. "but, with how you've turned up on my doorstep looking like you've just been through hell and back, i feel i should ask you how this happened." eden softly shifted his wet hair to the side so she could check if there were anymore dark spots indicating bruising.

abner breathed in before letting out a long, quiet sigh. "you don't have to tell me if you don't feel like it, ab." she assured, he shook his head. "no, i should. you deserve an explanation for why i keep disappearing on you countless of times, and-and why i keep running out at random times before coming back." he rambled, on the verge of crying. "you're my best friend." his voice cracked as a few tears escaped his eyes, eden frowned and placed the ice pack down on the table.

she stood up and wrapped her arms around the man slowly, embracing him wholeheartedly. abner wrapped his arms around her waist as he leaned his head against her stomach and cried into the fabric of her shirt. his hands gripped onto the back of her pyjamas, sobbing loudly. his cries stung eden's heart and made her ears ring. "shhh." she stroked his hair to soothe him, trying her best to comfort him despite never having comforted someone before. "you're okay now. you're safe here. you can tell me anything." eden whispered, hugging his head.

after he calmed down, she sat back down and held his hand. abner took another deep breath in, "my mother was a scientist at s.t.a.r. labs once." he started, looking down at the ground. "she was obsessed with turning me and my siblings into superheroes. she experimented on all of us, trying to give us powers." eden froze in her chair as she listened to his words, "she infected me with- with an inter-dimensional virus." he had a hard time saying the words out loud, trying his best to hold himself together. "it infects me with these glowing polka-dots and they turn into lumps that start to form on my face and under my skin, which is why i always run out at random times. i need to expel them by throwing them up. if i don't the virus would eat me from within." abner was so scared. he didn't dare to look up, terrified he'd be faced with a disgusted eden, or a fearful eden. she was neither, she felt sympathetic as she understood what he had went through.

"i still live with her, my mother, she takes care of me and i take care of her. at least, that's what she always tells me." eden grabbed both of his hands, "abner, did she give you these bruises?" she asked, lifting his head by his chin with her hand, staring straight into his eyes. abner fidgeted in his seat, slowly nodding his head as his eyes glistened with tears. his lips trembled and eden wanted nothing more but to murder his mom, that wretched lady, for reducing him to tears.

eden was contemplating on whether he should tell her about her own past, about how she was experimented on as well. she decided she should in order to distract him from his feeling of dread. “you know, i should tell you the truth about my gloves.” she spoke up, holding a glove-covered hand up. abner looked at her with curiosity in his eyes, “when i was born, my mother died from giving birth to me. honestly, that was much better for her than living with my father because he was as useless as an unemployed addict could be.” she smiled bitterly thinking about the man, “as a newborn infant, he sold me off to a lab.” now, abner was fully paying attention when he heard the word ‘lab’. “he sold me off to a lab… for crack.” she laughingly scoffed, tracing circles into the table as she thought about it. “i lived in that lab, getting experimented on for 20 years. never seeing the light of day nor the darkness of the night. getting tormented and electrocuted like a mouse in a maze, like i wasn’t a human being.” she took a deep breath, “i have a condition, not as bad as yours, but i have a condition where i am unable to touch someone with my bare hands because if i do, i can see and feel their worst moments and memories, their worst emotions and the pain, and the suffering to the point it hurts me.” her voice was beginning to turn hoarse, she’d never told anyone about this ever, not even wyatt and nellie.

“i have other abilities too, since i got experimented on so much. i can change and mutilate any of my bodily fluids into some sort of toxin that can immediately melt off the skin from bones, and i have super human reflexes and regeneration.” she explained with feigned excitement, “i killed all of them ten years ago. the scientists, the guards. i tried to help the rest of the children escape but i failed.” she let out a quiet sigh, “i’m just telling you all of this to show you that, i understand what you’re going through and you aren’t alone.” eden held his hand, “i’m here for you, abner. i’ll always be here for you.” abner’s mind was empty, he had definitely forgotten all about his mother. he was in utter disbelief that she was like him, experimented on. he had calmed down and was now focused on eden’s face in front of him.

there was no way this was real. there was no way he had someone as beautiful and as kind as eden, who had went through practically the same things he did, actually cared about someone like him. someone that was not worthy of compassion.

“what?” eden asked when she noticed abner was looking at her with some sort of revelation. “despite going through all that, you’re so nice to me.” he suddenly stated, leading her to be taken aback by his words. “why wouldn’t i be, abner? you’re like one of my only friends.” the raven-haired man looked away, “i know, but i don’t think i deserve it.” she was confused again, “don’t deserve what?” “your hospitality? your friendship? what’s the point?” abner raised his voice a little bit louder, “i’m worthless! i just take up space! i’m here sitting helplessly, while you actually did something! you escaped that fucked up facility-” “i killed people, abner-” “hah! good! they fucking deserved it!” he laughed sarcastically as he interrupted her, “you did something! but i’m just here, stuck with my mother who despises me. there’s no reason for me to exist, i’m just a burden- mh!” as abner voiced out his frustrations, eden closed in the space between them and placed her lips against his making his eyes flutter close.

it was only for a few good seconds before she pulled away and abner was rendered speechless, his eyes slowly open. “you are not worthless, abner. nobody is. if you’re thinking you need to contribute to society in some sort of way in order to be worth something or useful, you’re wrong. you’ve been helping me for these past few months.” eden whispered to him, their faces only a few inches away. abner averted his eyes from her lips to her eyes, “how?” she gave him a soft smile, “you’ve spent so much time with me, you became my friend. you listened to my countless rants about books, you cheer me up when i feel empty. you’re amazing. i love-” she stopped herself, “i love that about you.” she cursed herself in her mind for almost letting out something she definitely wasn’t suppose to. they were just friends, nothing more. yes, that’s why they kissed, they’re just friends. eden, you absolute dolt.

she took a deep breath, “i love you.” she avoided looking at his reaction. she didn’t want him to leave because he felt awkward due to the possible fact he didn’t reciprocate her feelings, nor did she want to see the look of uncomfortableness on his face when he has to tell her he doesn’t like her back.

eden, however, took a chance, and looked at his face that was more than ecstatic. “y-you love me?” he muttered, sounding breathless. he thought he was dreaming, mishearing her, maybe she actually said i love glue, or something else that’s random. the look on her face made him panic, she looked dejected without hearing an actual reply from him. “i-i love you too.” he quickly said, “i do. i really do.” eden’s expression remained indifferent. “no, i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have said that. this wasn’t the time, actually, there shouldn’t be a time.” “no! i really do love you! i’ve loved you since i saw you at the cafe, since you first took my order.” abner yelled when she suddenly stood up and started pacing a bit, “i’m in love with you, eden. please believe me.” eden ran her fingers through her hair, not pacing anymore.

“actions speak louder than words.” she simply said, abner’s mouth opened but he didn’t say a thing. he hesitantly got up from his chair and strode towards her. with his height, he towered over her a good amount. abner didn’t know where to put his hands but he decided to just cup her face awkwardly, before pressing his lips against hers once more. eden tilted her head and grabbed onto his hands, bringing them down to be wrapped around her waist as she snaked her hands around his neck. they were both pretty new to the whole concept of kissing, what with the two of them being closed off to any form of intimacy. it was like two awkward, freshmen sharing their first actual real kiss.

it was bliss. being depraved of physical contact ever since the day they were born and getting it for the first time, and it wasn’t just with someone random, it was with someone they’ve been pining after for six months straight.

eden let out a soft moan into his mouth, pulling him closer and pressing her body against his. abner pulled away for a moment when he heard her small noise, when he felt her on him, “w-wait, i’m-” he panted, glancing down at his nether regions. “getting a little too excited?” eden teased, grinning at him. abner’s face was already bright red, “i’m s-” “don’t say sorry. i’m not upset about it.” she told him, caressing his cheek. she rested her forehead against his, “i honestly didn’t think you liked me back, much less loved me back. i was so scared i misread everything.” eden confessed, beaming up at him. “how could i not love you? you’re the only person that doesn’t make me feel like shit, eden. the real question is how you’re in love with me.” “well, pretty boy, you don’t make me feel like shit either.” she countered back, giggling when he rolled his eyes playfully.

finally, all the feelings were out, all the secrets, nothing was kept from one another. everything was perfect now, until it wasn’t.

the next day, abner had entered the cafe with a different type of glow - a ‘i’m dating the woman i’ve been in love with for six months’ type of glow. of course, nellie and wyatt heard all about what happened last night, which leads nellie to constantly jab at them.

“hi there, sugar! here for eden?” nellie asked, wiggling her eyebrows. abner blushed, “m-maybe.” he answered with uncertainty, unsure if he should be admitting that to the owner of the cafe when she probably wants customers to come to her establishment for food and beverages. “don’t look so terrified! i won’t pepper-spray ya.” she assured him, “she’s currently taking table six’s order but i’m sure she’ll be over here soon! can i get you anything in the mean time?” abner gave her a small smile, shaking his head. “no, ma’am.” he answered and with that, nellie went off to check on the kitchen.

abner spent the next few minutes admiring eden from afar as she spoke with the family that she was waiting on. all of a sudden, about three police cars pulled up outside of the shop. abner’s eyes flickered from the cars back to eden, who was now only able to stare at the cops through the windows before they entered the establishment.

“number 037, you are under arrest for the murder of over 47 people. you have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.” one of the police officers said as they pulled out handcuffs from their belt, grabbing onto eden who wasn’t resisting at all. nellie walked out of the kitchen, flabbergasted with the sight before her. “wh-what? what’s going on here?” she questioned the officers, “are you this woman’s family or guardian?” nellie scoffed, “yes.” she answered as she crossed her arms, “then you can see her at gotham’s police station, where she’s going.” just as the officer said that, abner made his way to them. “no!” he yelled, “you can’t take her!” his eyes brimmed with tears, as he tried to get to eden but they pulled him away. “sir, we’re going to have to ask you to calm down. if you don’t, we will use force.” eden looked at him with no expression, “abner, stop.” she told him and he immediately followed, confused and worried.

eden smiled at him, but it wasn’t any of her usual smiles, it was one that expressed despondent. she held no hope at that point, she knew it was only in a matter of time before they found her. despite that, abner didn’t want to accept it, he couldn’t accept it. something good was being torn away from his very hands just as he got it.

❥ melt your heart | year two, chapter seven

pairing: draco malfoy x oc genre: best friends to lovers! slow burn! warnings: lucius being sorta creepy, draco being a jealous little bitch, JULIANNA'S GRANDMOTHER IS A WARNING HERSELF word count: 4.1k masterlist: melt your heart last chapter: chapter six next chapter: -

AN OWL BURSTS into the room julianna was staying in. the owl ruffled its feathers before handing her a beige envelope with a dark green seal on it. it also dropped off a box, which julianna probably figured it was something sweet for her to eat. "thank you, croissant." she thanked her family's owl, caressing his feathers as he squawked and flew back out the window. julianna opened up the letter and began to read:

dear julianna,

i'm writing to you to inform you that i've gotten your last letter and to ask you if you've made it to the weasleys' place safe and sound. even though i don't think you should be staying with their lot, i'm just glad you won't have to spend any more time with your grandmother. the last painting you sent me is definitely one of my favourites, i think all of your paintings are my favourites. write back to me soon, stay safe.

from, draco.

she smiled as she read the letter from her good friend, draco malfoy. they had been writing letters to each other nonstop for the entire summer, talking about what they were doing, sending each other things. "another letter from your boyfriend?" a mocking voice asked from right behind her. she snapped her head at ron. "shut it, ronnikins!" she exclaimed and the redhead groaned at the use of the nickname. "i'm starting to think it was a bad idea to let you stay over until school starts." ron muttered, julianna smiled as she folded the letter back into the envelope and placed it safe and sound in a box filled with other letters from the blonde slytherin.

"i genuinely don't know what you see in that git." "hey! he can be really sweet when he wants to be." she argued, standing up and stretching. "are we going to go get harry now?" she whispered to ron who nodded and they headed downstairs to meet up with the weasley twins, fred and george.

if you're wondering why they're going to go get harry 10 o'clock at night, it's because he hadn't been replying to either julianna, ron or hermione's letters. they believed something happened to him and ron's mother, molly, did say if harry didn't reply in the next week they would go get him but ron and julianna couldn't wait that long. how, you ask, are they going to get to privet drive, the place where harry lives? well, ron's father, arthur, worked in the misuse of muggle artefacts department which he seemed to do quite a lot. he would take apart muggle items and enchant them before putting them back together, julianna has seen his collection in their garage. one muggle thing arthur had that they could use to see harry was a car that he had enchanted to fly. of course, julianna had her worries.

"are you sure you can drive this thing, fred?" she asked, completely uneasy as she got into the backseat with ron while the twins sat in front. "oh, sure! how hard could it be?" fred assures, "don't tell me you don't trust us, julianna." george adds on and honestly, after staying with them for almost five days now, she doesn't trust them one bit. "no, i don't trust you guuuys!" she yells the last word as fred stomped on the acceleration paddle and off they were, out of the garage and into the air. "bloody hell! calm down, would you?" ron exclaimed, leaning onto julianna because fred made a sharp turn when george pointed out they were going the wrong way. "what if we get spo-" "we've already discussed this!" george groaned, "we stay high in the clouds so no muggles can see us." fred explained once more, the girl rolled her eyes. "yes, i know, but there's still a very good chance we get caught." from there, the boys just decided to ignore her incessant fussing.

open reaching harry's home, they saw his windows had been barred up. "what the bloody hell?!" ron exclaimed at the sight of them, "oh, what lovely people they are to bar harry entirely from the outside world!" julianna sarcastically cheers while the twins laugh at her, fred drove the car and positioned it so the doors could face the window. inside, they saw harry potter with an amazed look on his face. "hiya harry." ron greeted, harry walked closer to them. "ron, julianna, fred, george, what are you all doing here?" he asked, seemingly relieved that they had arrived. "saving your arse, of course. what's with the bars? is your uncle this much of a menace?" julianna's questions brings a laugh out of harry, "pleasantries later! come on, get your trunk!" ron hurried and he dashed through his room, quickly gathering everything he needed. 

julianna grabs a hook attached to a rope that she fashioned up rather fast, attaching the rope to the back of the car and placing the hook around one of the bars. "you'd better stand back, harry." she told him and he obliged, fred turns the car and steps on the accelerator once more, the bars coming off with ease. however, julianna was so sure this woke up harry's ruddy uncle, aunt and cousin. "hurry, harry!" "come on now!" everyone rushed, only having a few more seconds before his uncle would burst into his door. just as harry was about to get in the car, the bedroom door slammed open and his uncle, vernon, was chasing towards the window, holding onto harry's ankle. "let go of me!" he cried, trying to get rid of his uncle's hands. "drive, fred, drive!" julianna yelled, holding onto harry so he didn't slip off as fred drove away. vernon plummeted to the ground, landing on a few bushes, all safe and sound. kind of.

they all cheered as they could finally relax in the car. "by the way harry," ron suddenly said, "happy birthday!" julianna finished his sentence and handed over a boxed present to him, "from us to you." she grinned and harry was absolutely elated at the gesture. she slapped his hand when he was going to open it, "hey, grabby hands! wait until we're at the burrow!" she scolded playfully, and harry rolled his eyes. they talked about what had happened to him and why he hadn't been answering their letters. harry told all about a house elf named dobby doing everything in his power to stop him from going to hogwarts because something bad was going to happen this year. "i feel like something bad is going to happen every year." julianna presses her lips together as she sunk into her seat in between ron and harry. "tell me about it." harry commented with a loud sigh.

when they reached the burrow, it was bright daylight, and they tried their best to sneak into the tall house without making any sound. "think it'd be alright if we had some?" ron referred to the buns on the table, the twins nod their heads, "yeah, mum will never know." they all take one. harry was walking around, admiring the house in all its glory. him and julianna stared at a grandfather clock but it didn't have numbers for the time, it had the whole weasley family's faces on the hands, with many words such as 'dentist', 'school' and even 'prison' written on it. the hands turned ron, fred and george from 'lost' to 'home'. "let me tell you, i love this clock so much. i could not stop gushing about it for the first three days i stayed here." julianna whispered to harry who agreed that it was a very cool ass clock.

they then walked further into the house and harry spotted needles knitting themselves. "it's not much, but it's home." ron said with his mouth stuffed full, "i think it's brilliant." harry said with a huge smile on his face. everything was going all fine until the sound of rushing footsteps were heard. in came molly, "where have you been?!" she shrieked and all of them froze, ron hid the bread behind his back. "harry, how wonderful to see you, dear!" her demeanour turned bright when she spotted harry, walking closer towards them with a smile on her face before placing her hands on her hips. "beds empty, no note! car gone! you could have died! you could have been seen!" she yelled at her sons before turning to both julianna and harry, "of course, i don't blame you, harry, julianna." julianna was starting to get more scared about the fact that she was both happy and angry at the same time.

"they were starving him, mum. there were bars on his window!" ron softly said, "well, you best hope i don't put bars on your window, ronald weasley." and that immediately shut ron up. molly then told them that breakfast was ready and they should eat up. julianna made her way to the table and took a seat between fred and george. "careful around the house, harry. there's a ghoul in the attic." julianna muttered under her breath, attempting to scare harry. "what?" harry asked before ron's little sister, ginny, came down the stairs in her pyjamas and robe. "mummy, have you seen my jumper?" "yes, dear, it was on the cat." mrs. weasley replied to the girl but she didn't hear it at all, her eyes widened as she got distracted by harry. harry greeted her but she only slowly backed away before running back upstairs with nothing said. the twins and julianna snicker at the scene. "what did i do?" harry asked, puzzled. "ginny." ron shortly answered, taking another bite of his breakfast. "she's been talking about you all summer." julianna teases, wiggling her eyebrows and nudging the twins beside her who also had the same reaction.

"morning, weasleys!" arthur greeted, coming home from work. "morning, dad." "morning, arthur." the weasleys greeted back, arthur walked into the kitchen. "and, of course, good morning to you too, julianna." "good morning, mr. weasley!" she greeted cheerfully as he set his bags on a table nearby. "what a night! nine raids. nine!" he exclaimed, harry had more questions. "merlin, you sure are curious about everything aren't you?" the brunette asked with eggs in her mouth, "mr. weasley works in the ministry of magic, in the misuse of muggle artefacts office." she explained, "dad loves muggles, thinks they're fascinating." ron added as arthur gave molly a kiss on the cheek before sitting down next to harry. "well, now." arthur said before realising harry, "and who are you?" he questioned, harry puts down his fork and knife. "sorry, sir. i'm harry, sir. harry potter." he introduced himself and the redhead man seemed starstruck by the boy who lived. "good lord. are you really? well, ron has told us all about you, of course. when did he get here?" mr. weasley started to cut up his food, "this morning." mrs. weasley answered, "your sons and julianna flew that enchanted car of yours to surrey and back last night." she told him and he did not seem upset one bit. in fact, he seemed ecstatic. "did you really? how did it go-" the twins and julianna were about to say how it went but a slap on the shoulder changed the man's manner, "i mean, that was very wrong indeed, boys, and girl. very wrong of you." he 'scolded', if you could even call that scolding. they all look at each other and smile.

then arthur asked harry all he knew about muggles while julianna and the twins talked about what they were going to do later on, to which julianna replied with 'sleep'. a few moments later, errol smashed against the window to deliver the post. "maybe we should invest in some glasses for the owl?" the girl joked and the twins chuckled, "fetch it will you percy, please?" molly asked her third eldest son, percy, who grabbed the letter from the clumsy owl. "oh, look, it's our hogwarts letters. they've sent us harry and julianna's as well." he told them, handing over the two letters to them. "dumbledore must know you're here, harry. doesn't miss a trick, that man." they opened the letters to find that almost all the second year books needed were by a famous wizard named gilderoy lockhart. he has lots of fan girls, julianna was not one of them. "my goodness, almost all of these books are by that narcissistic wizard, lockhart!" she quietly exclaimed to george, who only snorted. "this lot won't come cheap, mum. the spell books alone are very expensive." fred frowns but his mum gives him a smile of hope. "we'll manage." she reassured, "there's only one place we're going to get all of this; diagon alley." molly said before rushing everyone to finish off their breakfast so they could get a move on things. a few minutes later, ginny turned up.

after breakfast, they all got ready wearing their cloaks, standing in front of the fireplace. mrs. weasley grabs a pot from the side, "here we are, harry. you go first, dear." "but harry's never travelled by floo powder before, mum." ron informed his mother, "oh, then you go first, ron, so that harry can see how it's done." she said encouraging him to come forward and step into the fire place, julianna moved next to harry. "it's quite simple really." she assured as ron grabbed a handful of floo powder, "diagon alley!" he held up his fist and let go of the powder, bursting into green flames. harry's eyes widened, "quite dusty though." julianna commented, molly ushered harry to go next. he looked nervous but this should be nothing compared to what he had to go through last year. "diagonally!" julianna was so sure, in fact, everyone else was sure too, that harry had definitely said the wrong words. "what did he say, dear?" "diagonally." "i thought he did." molly and arthur were hoping he was alright and didn't turn up somewhere horrid (he did).

"alright! julianna, you go next!" the hufflepuff walked into the fire place and grabbed the floo powder. she takes a deep breath, "diagon alley!" she said loud and clear, releasing the powder and going up in the same green flames the other two had. on julianna's side, the fire was absolutely blinding but she eventually found the right entrance to the place. coughing, she saw ron, "you made it! where's harry?" he asked, trying to help her dust off the soot on her cloak and face. "he said the words wrong, he's probably somewhere else." she said, worried. "i'm going to go look for him-" "no! that's the last thing we need, you to get lost too!" ron exclaimed, clinging onto her arm. julianna rolled her eyes at the boy, "fine, but if he doesn't turn up ever, i'm blaming you." the rest of the weasley family came shortly afterwards and they made their way to flourish and blotts.

the shop was filled with witches lined up and when julianna looked to her right, she saw why. "dear merlin! that lockhart git is doing some sort of fan sign for his bloody biography!" usually, julianna would be really sweet about someone she barely knows about but from what she had heard from hermione about him over their letters, he seems insufferable. the twins snigger, "no wonder." "mum is itching to line up." they said, julianna sighed. "i'm going upstairs. call me when the line dies down." she said, wanting to get out of the crowded area before she lost her mind. just as she was about to, a voice caught her attention. she turned around and saw hermione granger with her parents.

"hermione!" she exclaimed, jumping on her to give her a hug. hermione laughs and hugs her back, "it's so good to see you again!" she said, smiling wildly. "line's pretty long, huh?" "yeah, that gilderoy lockhart you like so much is doing fa-" "what?!" hermione shrieked, her curly hair swishing behind her as she tried to go to the front to get a better look at the blonde wizard. "and goodbye." julianna blankly stated before continuing her journey upstairs.

walking to the other side of the book case, she bumps into someone. "ah! sorry!" she apologised, "looking for something to read, candy floss?" the voice makes her head snap up to look at the person. there stood draco malfoy, who definitely grew taller during the summer as now he was towering over her with his hand resting on a top shelf. "draco!" julianna immediately lurched forward to give him a hug, her head just barely reaching his chin. draco smiled to himself as he hugged back, "what a coincidence! seeing you here, i mean." julianna said as she let go of him, which draco really didn't want her to, but oh well. "yeah, specifically the same spot we met too." he looked around before looking back at her, unable to take his eyes off her face. julianna had barely changed over the summer, she still had her huge, lovely smile and her pretty, chocolate brown eyes. however, she did grow more into her looks and looked significantly older, just like how draco did. "you look pretty as always." he complimented, his eyes not leaving her own. "thank you. you're not too bad yourself." she shyly said with deep red hues covering her face, draco leaned closer to her as they started talking.

the two talked about their day and such, everything was going swell until she mentioned the flying car incident. "you what?!" he exclaimed, "we didn't get seen!" "you could have! can't believe that stupid family brought you into that, and a flying muggle car? really?" he shook his head in disappointment, "okay, yes, all those things, yes but everything turned out fine! just don't tell your dad about the car, okay? i know you hate the weasleys and all, but you don't hate me, right?" julianna teased and draco crossed his arms, "so, please, don't tell your father about it. for me?" she pleaded, fluttering her eyelashes and he rolled his eyes before pushing her away. "yeah, yeah. i won't." "you promise?" she held up her pinkie, the blonde boy stared at it for a while before grabbing it with his own pinkie. "promise." he stated and julianna smiled, not letting go of his finger. a voice from downstairs steals their attention and they let go of each other to see what was happening.

"ugh, potter loves getting all the attention doesn't he?" draco snarled in disgust, watching harry taking photos with gilderoy lockhart. julianna frowned at his words, "no, he doesn't. he hates it." she whispered to him as he leaned onto the railing, "sure he does." he muttered under his breath, staring at the boy with envy. over the many letters draco had sent, the brunette realised why he might have hated harry so much is because he was jealous of him. he wanted the attention, the love, the admiration, and he could have gotten it all if he was, well, nice.

draco had enough of watching the interaction and grabbed julianna's hand, "c'mon, let's go to the other side. i'll lose more brain cells listening to that lockhart character going on about 'famous harry potter'." he complained, leading her to the other side of the second floor. julianna blushed at the gesture. when they reached the staircase, something caught draco's eye. he grabbed the book and flipped through it, before ripping the page out. "draco! you can't do that!" julianna scolded but he folded the paper with no response.

they spotted harry and julianna immediately knew what he was going to do when he raced down the staircase, leaving her behind. "i'll bet you loved that, didn't you, potter?" he accused, julianna chased after him. "draco-" "famous harry potter! can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page." draco stood in front of harry, sneering at him. ginny stepped forward, "leave him alone." draco laughed, "oh, look, potter. you've got yourself a girlfriend!" " i could say the same thing about you, malfoy." harry retorted, looking at julianna. both draco and julianna's faces turn pink. "harry!" julianna exclaimed, annoyed that he would bring her into this argument.

suddenly, a walking cane with a snake head attached landed on draco's shoulder. "now, now, draco, play nicely." a man with long, platinum blonde hair said, pushing draco to the side making him bump into julianna who moved next to him. "mr. potter. lucius malfoy. we meet at last." the man, lucius, who julianna knew as draco's dad, put his hand out for harry to shake. the moment he placed his hand in his, lucius pulled the boy towards him. "forgive me." he quietly but firmly spoke, using the snake head on his cane to brush aside harry's hair, revealing his lightning-shaped scar. "your scar is legend. as, of course, is the wizard who gave it to you." "voldemort killed my parents." harry stated, pulling away from the long-haired man. "he was nothing more than a murderer." he glared at lucius, "you must be very brave to mention his name, or very foolish." "fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself." hermione spoke up out of nowhere, 'where the bloody hell did she come from?' julianna thought, looking at the girl standing next to her.

lucius turned his attention to hermione. "and you must be miss granger?" draco nodded when his dad looked at him for confirmation, "yes, draco has told me all about you, and your parents, muggles, aren't they?" he asked, hermione stared at him with a hard look on her face. lucius averted his gaze to julianna, "i know who you are, ms. candy. draco has been gushing about you nonstop this entire summer." he smirked and draco wanted to die, not able to look at anyone but the floor. julianna's eyes widened, "u-uh, yes, mr. malfoy." she quietly spoke, "your grandmother, madam circe candy, is quite a powerful woman in the ministry of magic." he said, creepily. "tell me, how is she doing these days?" "i'm doing fine these days, lucius." julianna dreaded the voice, knowing that it was her grandmother.

lucius turned around and smiled menacingly at circe. "madam circe, lovely to see you doing well, and alive." julianna had a bad feeling at the bottom of her stomach, "yes, the same goes for you, lucius." the older woman blankly said, "however, i would appreciate it if you didn't ask my granddaughter so many questions that you know the answer to." she gave the man a harsh look before gesturing julianna to come over to her, "have you gotten your books, child?" "uh, i- um-" "distracted, again? you're useless." everyone stared at the interaction, julianna desperately wanted to run away. lucius went back to belittling the weasleys as julianna and her grandmother walked away from them. "i will go pick up your books and then hand them to you. i would also like to add that you should keep your distance well away from the malfoys, especially their son." circe's words have julianna at a lost. "w-what? why?" she asked incredulously, circe raised an eyebrow at her granddaughter. "don't question things, child. i tell you what to do for your own good and safety. you do not want to hang around their lot, their family has a history involving dark magic." she warned her but let's be real, julianna wasn't going to listen to her. just because draco's family had a history of dark magic doesn't mean draco himself does dark magic. it's ridiculous!

julianna went back to the group while waiting for her grandmother. lucius and draco were leaving and as the boy left he looked at julianna. "i'll see you at school." he said, smiling slightly before leaving, not without giving a dirty look to the rest. julianna sighed at his attitude. "i'm sorry abo-" "don't." ron cut her off, "he's just absolutely uncontrollable." he said, shaking his head. circe came back immediately, dropping the books onto julianna's hands without warning, causing her to stumble backwards. "madam circe! lovely to see you again!" arthur greeted happily, this was the first time circe slightly smiled. "arthur." she greeted back before turning to julianna, "take care of the rest of your things yourself. stay safe at the weasley's and heed my words." she strictly told her, "okay, nan. bye, i'll-" without any word said, circe walked out of the shop, disapparating immediately. "why do i even bother." she muttered to herself, harry placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.

after that, they all got the rest of the things on their list before leaving back to the burrow. the rest of the weeks would be spent splendidly.

what the hell i sleep for like 4 hours and tumblr manages to change it's format?????? why tf

watching insidious 1 rn, and i'm literally about to fall asleep

why does the red marked face dude look like darth maul, why is this whole film so funny to me, and why is specs so cute

DUDE DUDE DUDE I WAS LITERALLY GOING THROUGH MY PLAYLIST AND THIS SONG CAME UP AND I WAS LIKE OH MY GOD. I NEED TO SHOW ALICE. IM VERY HAPPY U LIKED IT I REALLY LIKE THIS ARTIST ( listen to valentine.)

LOVE U MORE BESTIE MWAH MWAH 💐💐 I got the flowers dw luv

oooooooo good taste 👀👀 for me it has to be national anthem demo

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Ok fine it’s Paul dano *runs away giggling*

❥ HOLY SHIT I FUCKING KNEW IT WAS PAUL DANO, HE WAS IN PRISONERS AAAAAA when i saw him i was like "this poor man"

AND I WILL DEFINITELY LISTEN TO VALENTINE NO DOUBT

omg national anthem demo is so goooddddd, amazing choice!!!