I had only 2 days left and I really needed to rip the bandaid off. I've set myself up perfectly. He's been insecure and jealous over Mattheo since I mentioned him. I've been physically distant as well as emotionally distant. I even sent him away last night when he came over to sleep with me. 

I knew he'd be coming over tonight and I just finished talking with Draco. I told him what I was planning and I ended up crying so I left before he noticed otherwise he'd get suspicious. He would question why I'm hurting over something that I'm planning to do that will make me happier as I've said. As I've lied. 

I was in my bathroom, trying to pull myself together. Michael would be here soon and he cant see me crying. Not yet. Although looking like I have been crying might help. I stopped sobbing, but I didn't bother washing my face, I just left it. My puffy red eyes, and my plump lips. 

I laid on the bed and curled up, not looking forward to any of this. He apparated into my room after a few minutes and I sat up, watching him pace at the foot of my bed. 

"We have to talk," he sounded a little aggravated and I noticed his bracelet was glowing red which meant he was angry. Because he certainly didn't seem aroused. 

"Okay," I said flatly. 

"What is happening?" He pleaded. "It feels like the ground beneath me is shifting and all I can do is fall through the cracks." I got up from the bed and walked towards him.

"Michael I-"

"No, Davina. I just want the truth. What is going on? Is it Mattheo? Is it- is it me?"

"No, no, It's just- I just... I'm not in a good place." He scoffed and looked away.

"Don't lie."

"Okay, it is Mattheo! It's everything! I can't, we can't," I took a deep breath and he just looked at me, horrified at what my next words might be. "I don't think I can do this Michael." The colour drained from his face and his bracelet turned to a deep dark blue. I really regret those bracelets. 

"No, no, no, no," he kept repeating no and tears filled his eyes. I already felt like crying at the sight of him. The heartache I was causing. Me, I'm doing this to him.

"You can't just- just give up!" He trembled, "this Isn't me, It's you okay, I would fight through because I love you Davina, why can't you see that! Is it not enough? What can I do? Tell me what to do." He put his hands together and begged me. I closed my eyes trying to compose myself. 

"Don't give up, please, don't quit on us. Because that's what you're doing!" He yelled.

"Michael I can't, I'm so sorry," I cried out. He looked at me now, really looked at me and he glanced down at my bracelet that was shining the same colour as his. Shit, I forgot about that.

"Look at you, you're breaking, this is hurting you, Davina. Why are you doing this?" He wavered. He lowered his voice and came closer to me cupping my face in his hands as my tears begged to fall. I had to keep it together. 

"Davina, I love you so much," he cried and he kissed up my neck and I turned my head away as he did so, not giving in, reminding myself why I'm doing this. She will kill him if I fail. This is the only way. He raised the kisses to my jaw and to the side of my mouth and I flinched away from him. 

"No, Michael. You can't kiss me and expect this to all go away. It's over, this is ending," I sobbed, he looked at me, so broken, so hurt. "I think you should go."

"What?" He quivered. 

"I think you need to go now." I stood there, on the verge of crying, him too, and it took everything in me not to fumble and drop to the floor. He walked close to me and put his hands on my shoulders.

"It's us Davina, we've gone through it, together," he protested. "This wasn't supposed to end again, we were supposed to stay together forever."

"I know, I know," I said beginning to really cry now.

"You can't do this I can't- I can't imagine not having you in my life." His hands travelled down to my hands and he raised them, placing kisses on them. "I can't imagine not holding these hands." He then traced my jaw and placed his hands on my neck and chest, "you're beautiful face, and not being able to hold you." He started crying now and he dropped to his knees, hugging my body tightly. 

"Michael, it doesn't matter what you say or do," I said, moving out of his grasp. He stood up and looked at me, his eyes red and his hands shaking. 

"Davina please," he begged once more and he stood close to me, leaning his head down. His lips met with my own as our tears dampened the kiss. I parted them, but stayed close to him, letting his scent envelop me. 

"I'm sorry," I whispered, resting my head on his. I let out a sob and then he was gone. I immediately dropped to my knees and cried out, clutching my abdomen as I was in physical pain. 

Draco wasn't here. He said he would make himself scarce in order for us to talk. So It was finally okay for me to let it out now, to let myself feel. Because I couldn't be hurt like this in front Draco or Michael because they would know instantly that what I said wasn't true and that I didn't want to do any of it. 

I was crying out, practically yelling and every muscle in my body ached. My heart didn't feel like it was working anymore, I wasn't even sure that it was in my chest. All I could think about was how desperate and broken he looked when he clung onto me. He wouldn't let go. I caused him so much anguish, merlin knows what he's doing right now. The thought worried me more than I thought it would. It didn't occur to me that he wouldn't apparate home. He might be in danger. I stood up and got my wand, raising it to the bracelet so I could see his whereabouts. I wish I hadn't. 

He didn't even make it a block. He apparated to the alleyway next to my building and was hugging his knees on the concrete floor, crying. I immediately apparated myself there, not caring that I had no shoes on and not caring that it would reveal too much and just confuse him. I had to go to him. 

I was in front of him and I knelt down and grabbed his hands. He lifted his head and saw me, and he stood up straight away hugging me tight. 

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"Just trust me. Trust me Michael, everything will be fine." I didn't know if it was true, all I knew was that maybe someday I could tell him why. 

He stopped crying, but he didn't let go or loosen at all. He just stayed there, holding onto me for dear life. 

He finally pulled away, and I wiped his tears and he did the same for me.

We didn't say a word, we just looked at each other. This was wrong of me and It has just made things worse. I'm weak for this, I should have just made sure he was okay and left him. I took out my wand, Michael expecting me to leave. 

"Obliviate," I whispered and then I vanished around the corner. I watched him, as he touched his face, wondering if he was crying or not, and him looking around. He probably wasn't convinced it actually happened. I went back to my room and laid in bed. I could stay here for the next two days until I have to see my pathetic excuse for a sister. 

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I glanced around at the plates of food uneaten that Draco had brought in. He never said a word, just walked in before work and after work, put a plate of food on my side table and checked that I was physically okay. 

I knew Morana was summoning me today so I finally got out of bed. I sent the plates to the kitchen magically and walked to the bathroom to shower.

I dressed in leggings and a long sleeve and chucked on some sneakers before dropping back on my bed. What lovely life I was living and it was only getting worse from here. How could it possibly get worse. I pictured Morana telling me her ideas of the answer to my question when she reads my mind later. I laughed to myself. 

I wasn't sure how much time had passed, it only felt like several minutes but the sun was already passed the midday mark and was falling already. My right arm began to burn and I felt like itching it. Instead I raised my wand to it and apparated. 

I was back at the manor and she stood several feet away from me. There were bags under her eyes and her skin was dull. She was either over-working herself or using dark magic. I'd guessed it was the latter. 

She raised her wand, skipping formalities and then began penetrating my mind. She whizzed past my innuendos that led to the break up which she took her time mulling over. Probably just to make me relive it. Then she watched me the past two days and how I took away his memory that day. Then to now where I was watching her.

"It's touching, really, that you care about me. I will be the only person you have left eventually. Good work. Now I have a real job for you and you have to pay attention. If anything goes wrong, well, you should know by now that I'll give consequences."

"What do you need from me?"

"Well, I can do these things myself, but I have other things to work on and making you do them is all the more beneficial." She smiled manically and then conjured two chairs, she waited for me to sit and then she sat across from me. 

"Alright, so the main task is that I need you to bring me someone. But given that they won't come willingly, I have to be creative."

"You want me to kidnap people for you? To do what with?"

"None of your business. Now, next Thursday someone is going to be buying a dragon egg off of that giant oaf from Hogwarts, what's his name? Hig- no, Hagrid. This will take place at the three broomsticks at 9:00pm."

"But that's when it's most busy."

"Precisely why they are conducting an illegal purchase in a public place with a lot of people so it goes unnoticed. Precisely why I am getting you to kidnap this person while this is happening."

I rolled my eyes as she continued explaining, I listened as carefully as I could because it was me who would suffer if I did anything wrong. I just couldn't think of an excuse to tell Draco for what I'll be doing for an hour or so on a Thursday at night.