The Lost Potter

Chapter 18: Foolish Decisions

Isabelle sat on her comfy couch in her lounge room back at the house she shared with Draco. It was past midnight and Draco haddn’t come home yet, which worried Isabelle. Draco had been acting strange lately, he was hardly home at night time and was always angry when ever he returned. Isabelle suspected that Draco was doing something that she wouldn’t like…perhaps an affair. Isabelle sighed at the thought. It would tear her apart if he was, make her feel like she wasn’t good enough for him.

Isabelle heard the front door click open. She sat up straight immediately awaiting a call of her name but none had come. The door had slammed loudly and heavy footsteps tapped across the floor boards. She stood up and walked out of the living room and looked around for Draco but he was not there. She walked up the staircase and down a little hallway. There she heard another door slam shut.

“Draco?” Isabelle called. There was no reply. She walked towards her’s and Draco’s bed room and opened the door. “Draco?” She called again.

“What?” Draco snapped, his head quickly turning to face her.

“Where have you been?” Isabelle asked softly.

“None of your goddamn business Isabelle.” Draco growled. Isabelle stood still for a moment wondering what she was to do next.

“Draco is there something wrong?” Isabelle slowly walked towards him.

“No… Would you just shut up.” Draco demanded.

“Don’t you speak to me like that Draco!” Isabelle stated.

“I shall speak to you how I damn well want to!” Draco’s voice boomed. Isabelle swore she could feel the house vibrate.

“Draco please just tell me what is going on.” Isabelle pleaded.

“There is nothing going on Isabelle just shut the hell up!”

“No!” Isabelle walked up to Draco and grabbed his shoulders. “Draco there’s something wrong with you, you’ve changed.” Draco Immediately pushed Isabelle away from him with a large force, so large that she slid across the floor to the other side of the room.

“There is nothing wrong with me Isabelle, there’s something wrong with YOU!” Draco walked over to Isabelle as she staggered to stand up right. “You are the problem!” Draco raised his hand and brought it down brutally on to Isabelle’s face. Isabelle fell to the floor once more with a sharp intake of breath.

“Draco.” Isabelle whined softly, touching the blood dripping from what she noticed to be a broken nose. Draco bent down and grabbed a fist full of her hair.

“Don’t you ever shut up? All I want is for you to shut up and do what I say!” Draco shouted in her face. He pushed her head away so that it hit the floor. Isabelle groaned in pain, her head throbbing. “Do you hear me?”

“Yes.” Isabelle whispered.

“WHAT DID YOU SAY?” Draco shouted loudly.

“Yes I understand Draco.” Isabelle said clearly, holding back her sobs.

“Good, now go and clean yourself.” Draco left the room slamming the door behind him. Isabelle sat up against the closest wall and covered her nose with her hand. She couldn’t understand what was going on with Draco. She felt as though she would burst out in to tears but she didn’t want to show Draco that she cried. She knew she had to get out of here and fast.

Isabelle ran around her bed room and grabbed all her necessary things: clothes, bath substances, wand and anything that was dear to her and packed it in to a suitcase. She took her wand and tapped the suitcase making it shrink so it was able to fit inside of her jacket. She then slipped her wand in her back pocket.

She left her bedroom closing the door behind her quietly and walking softly down to the foyer. She looked around making sure that Draco wasn’t around and silently slipped out of the front door. Her heart was racing, she wondered if Draco knew what she was doing, she was scared of him catching her and treating her 10 times as worse as he had just done.

Isabelle took the keys out for her new car and unlocked the door. She hurried in and reversed out of the drive way and sped along the road as fast as she could, getting away from her house. Her mind was racing over what Draco had done to her. He had never done that before what had gotten in to him?

Isabelle drove around for a little while deciding what to do. The only two places she could really go to were her brothers, or Ron’s. She chose to go to Harry’s as it would be slightly embarrassing to turn up at Ron’s uninvited. She turned a corner sharply and then another until she had arrived at the front of Harry’s house.

Isabelle parked the car and sat still for a moment wondering what she was going to say to Harry at this time of morning. She pulled down the car mirror and looked at her face. It was covered with dried blood and her nose looked swollen. Isabelle swore and tried to rub the dried blood off of her face. She then opened her car door and stepped out, heading towards Harry’s front door.

Isabelle raised her hand and knocked on the front door 3 times, like always. Isabelle stood silently for a while and then the door opened revealing Harry and Amanda in matching red robes.

“Isabelle?” Harry looked up and down at his sister. “What’s happened?”

“Draco happened.” Isabelle muttered. “Can I come in?”

“Yes.” Amanda moved aside and let Isabelle in. Harry and Amanda followed Isabelle in to their living room and sat on a couch opposite her.

“What happened to your nose?” Harry asked.

“Draco hit me.” Isabelle replied foolishly.

“WHAT?!” Harry said louder then he meant to. “I swear I’ll kill him.” Harry curled his hand into a fist.

“No you wont.”

“Why not Isabelle? Why are you defending him?” Harry snapped.

“He’s not worth it Harry.” Isabelle sighed.

“Oh… he’s worth it alright. I should have tried to do something 6 years ago.” Harry’s face had turned a bright red colour. “I can’t stand this… how many men are you going to let tread all over you Isabelle?”

“Shut it Harry!” Isabelle shouted. “I run my life not you!”

“I don’t care who runs your life. Can’t you see what you’re putting yourself through with him? He’s scum.”

“Well maybe if you were willing to let me stay with SEVERUS!” Isabelle screamed. Amanda looked wide eyed at Isabelle.

“Professor Snape?” Amanda muttered.

“Yes…Professor Severus Snape!” Isabelle nodded.

“He would have just done the same thing Malfoy’s done to you.”

“Severus would never hurt me Harry!” Isabelle stated. “He was always there for me when you weren’t. He’s a gentleman”

“If he were a gentleman he would never have taken advantage of you when you were 17!”

“He didn’t take advantage of me Harry. I wanted him to do everything he did to me. I should never have listened to what you said about him 7 years ago.” Isabelle argued.

“I don’t care about that now… You have to leave Malfoy.”

“I can’t!”

“Why not?!”

“Because he will still come after me Harry!” Isabelle stood up angrily and then walked up the stair case hastily getting away from Harry.

“Snape had an affair with Isabelle?” Amanda asked Harry.

“Yes.”

“And you didn’t tell me?” Amanda looked as though she were going to laugh but tried to keep a straight face.

“Amanda I highly doubt anyone would like to announce that their sister was dating Severus Snape.” Harry spat.

“You are right there.” Amanda chuckled.

“Don’t laugh!” Harry snapped softly.

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Harry woke up again in the morning to a knock at the front door. He pulled on his red robe and slowly walked down stairs towards the front door. He opened the door to see Draco Malfoy looking perfectly fine.

“Go away Malfoy. Isabelle and you are over.” Harry pushed the door shut but Draco pushed it back open again.

“It isn’t over until she tells me.” Draco smirked.

“She doesn’t need to tell you Malfoy. After what you did to her last night you should already know its over!” Harry snarled.

“Get her to tell me to my face Potter.” Draco spat.

“No.”

“Scared she’ll come back to me Potter?” Draco pushed Harry’s chest.

“She isn’t that stupid Malfoy she knows scum when she sees it.” Harry pushed Draco back.

“Clearly she doesn’t.” Draco lifted up his fist and rammed it in to Harry’s face. Harry stepped back a few steps and felt his face. He looked at his hand to see a dribble of blood. He looked up at Draco and rand towards him pushing him on to the foot path outside.

Harry and Draco began to punch each other as much as they could, anywhere they could.

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Isabelle heard a noise downstairs and decided to check it out. She looked at the open front door to see Harry and something brawling on the grass outside the front door. Isabelle walked closer to see Draco’s platinum blond hair sway around all over the place.

“Stop it!” Isabelle shouted at them. They kept brawling. Isabelle took out her wand and pointed it at them. Both Draco and Harry separated extremely fast. Both huffing and puffing heavily, their faces covered in cuts and bruises. “You are both immature little gits.”

“Isabelle come back home.” Draco asked forcefully.

“No!” Harry shouted. “Don’t you dare Isabelle.” Isabelle looked between Harry and Draco. She didn’t really know what to do but she foolishly walked towards Draco. Harry’s eye’s bulged. “What on earth are you doing?”

“I’m going home Harry. I can’t stay here forever.” Isabelle sighed.

“Yes you can… Don’t go back to him Isabelle.” Harry staggered towards her and Draco.

“Leave it Potter. She can make up her own mind.” Draco grabbed Isabelle’s arm and pulled her towards their car. Isabelle looked at Harry sadly and slipped in to the car seat. “You chose right.” Draco smirked. Draco drove them home as quickly as possible. He clearly looked angry. Isabelle was slightly scared but did not show it.

Draco pulled in to their drive way and jumped out of the car. He walked around to Isabelle’s side and swung the door open pulling her out. Isabelle looked at him. “Get inside.” Draco hissed. Isabelle did as he said. Draco followed her in. As soon as they were inside Draco grabbed Isabelle by the neck and slammed her up against the closest wall. Isabelle let out a little shocked moan. “Trying to make me look bad huh?” Draco pulled her forward and pushed her in to the wall again. “You silly little bitch. You know I’m going to hurt you for this now don’t you?”

Isabelle looked up Draco she now wished she had stayed back with Harry. Draco brought up his fist and punched Isabelle in the face, over and over and over brutally. Her face puffed up with bruises and cuts immediately. Draco then let her neck go and let her fall to the floor with a thump. He then kicked her harshly in the ribs. Isabelle found it hard to move or breathe at this moment. She looked up at Draco then slowly closed her eyes as she fell unconscious.