14

***Unknown P.O.V***

I've been watching her. She may not know I'm there but I'm there. I love her. She may be pregnant and with George Weasley but she will be mine. No matter what.

I saw her stand up and run out of the dinning hall, no one followed after her. I got up and followed her myself. She ran into the girls lavatory so, I followed her. It wouldn't have been the first time I've been in here alone with a girl.

I held her hair as she was sick into the toilet. She was dry heaving more than throwing up, she must not have been eating much. She needs to eat more if she wants to keep our baby healthy. They will be my babies. I know I will get her.

She wipes her mouth with the towel I pass her, then flushes the loo. I let her hair go and she turns to face me. Fuck. I'm not ready for her to know who I am yet. She doesn't like me. She hates me. I've been watching her for a long time. I've talked to her once of twice, she told me to never talk to her again. As did, George, Ron, Harry, Hermione, I think Draco did at the beginning of the year too. Why would Draco be sticking up for her? She's a Gryffindor, Draco doesn't associate with them, maybe they are sleeping together. Maybe her child is his.

"Thank you, it's good to know that you," she turned around and her eyes went wide. She's scared of me. She's going to tell everyone I was here with her, "no, no, no, no. Please get away from me. Please, please leave. Please no." Adrenaline rushed through me and I knew I needed to think fast. I hit her over the head with a piece of stone from the floor. I watched her fall back. She was unconscious. Shit, shit, shit, shit. I don't know what to do. Someone could come in here at any moment. What do I do. I need to get out of here.

"I'm so sorry, my sweet Emmalee." I kissed her forehead and ran out of the lavatory. As soon as she wakes up she will tell them it was me. I messed up big time. I ran to the Slytherin dormitory and got out my journal.

I have a journal for everything Emmalee related, I've been keeping it since I saw her at her sorting ceremony during my second year. I got out my special quill and began to write.

'I saw her today. Her hair was left around her shoulders, her eyes shinning bright and her skin glowing. She wears pregnancy very well. I just want her to be mine. I will do everything for her to become mine.

I made a mistake today, I followed her and let her see me. She left the Great Hall and no one seemed to have followed her out. I decided to follow her out. She went into a girls lavatory. I have no problem going in there so I did. She was sick. I thought it would be nice to hold her hair for her. Just to be nice. I even passed her a towel to wipe her mouth. She was so beautiful. Her hair smelt amazing.

She turned around and saw my face. I'm not who she thought I was and she got scared. Her beautiful eyes grew and even scared she was the most beautiful person I have ever seen. I don't think she can be ugly.

I hit her over the head with a stone that was near the loo. I know it wasn't right but I didn't know what else to do. I freaked out. She's going to hate me now. What do I do. I love her. I didn't mean to hurt her. I was just scared.

I left her there in that lavatory, on the cold floor. I didn't even tell anyone she was there. What's going to happen. What if she dies because of me. Why did I do this? I'm so sorry.

I know she'll be okay, and if something happens and she's not, I'll find a way so that I can be with her in death. Nothing will keep us apart. Nothing.'

I signed my name at the bottom and put the leather book back into my chest. She's mine. No matter what.

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