𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 || 𝐃.𝐌

Chapter 49

-Draco's POV-

"Draco, wake up."

I was woken up by a voice of a woman, whom I couldn't seem to identify because of my blurry visions.

I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand while Y/n was still asleep with my other arm hugging her.

"You should get ready." The woman, who woke me up, was my mother. "The Dark Lord has called for a meeting."

"But who will stay here with Y/n?" I asked.

"Aerin will stay with her." My mother smiled. "You don't need to worry. She'll be alright as long as Aerin is here with her."

I nodded.

I slowly pulled my arms under her neck to avoid waking her up, especially when she's peacefully sleeping.

My mother had left the room and I was already sitting down on the side of her bed, slipping my feet into my black slippers.

I turned my head back to her and smiled, leaning forward and planting a kiss on her forehead before I left.

-Y/n's POV-

My eyes flickered open from the sunlight that came through my window.

My hand tried to find someone next to me, but it was already empty. Draco was no longer next to me.

"Miss, you're finally awake," I turned my head to Aerin upon hearing her voice. "Your husband and Mrs Malfoy were at the meeting today with the Dark Lord." She told while she was sitting on the stool and swaying her feet under the stool.

"Meeting?"

She nodded smilingly. "Aerin was told by young Master Malfoy that you should never go downstairs at the moment. He wants to ensure that you are safe. I have also brought your breakfast here." She told as she jumped out of the stool to take the tray table of food on the coffee table at the lounge area of the bedroom, then went to me, placing it above my lap.

"Thank you," I smiled at her.

"Just leave the tray there on the end table and Aerin will take it later so that Ms Y/n could get rest." She snapped her fingers, and all the things on the end table were placed on the coffee table for a while so that I could place the tray on the end table. "Aerin will be right back, and oh, Healer Oakfire will arrive later." Then, she left.

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Eating my breakfast feels like eating bitter food. It has been like this when my fever started, and it's one of the many reasons why I eat less. But well, usually, I don't feel like eating, not because of my taste buds' problem, but because sometimes I feel like my stomach was swirling inside.

My feet swept off under the blanket as I went out of my bed.

My legs still feel a bit weak and wobbly, but I think I could manage to walk to the library that was located also on the second floor but in another hallway.

Being stuck inside this room, resting all day and just only reading the books that I have, feels boring.

I know I wasn't allowed yet to wander around, but I needed new books to read and the library might have many interesting books that I could find and read. Could be perhaps, romance, or maybe fantasy, or something historical, but also romance.

I peeked outside the door, still wearing my blue pyjama and a shawl wrapped around my shoulders.

The hallways were still gloomy and there are no other people walking by, for they are all in the Dining Room having their meeting.