Break Me Down // LILY!

[albus]

COME, BREAK ME DOWN
bury me, bury me

LOOK IN MY EYES
you're killing me, killing me

There came a point when Albus honestly realized that he wasn't happy anymore. Up in the air on his broomstick—his most prized possession—he couldn't even bring himself to fly. He just stayed there for a while, lost in thought, while his glazed green eyes stared forward endlessly. It hurt. It hurt so badly being away from Benoite. But he couldn't go back to her, and he couldn't even look her in the eyes after what she had told him. Even if he had it within himself to somehow look past the horrible reality of it all, he had a feeling that Benoite's family would try to kill him. Either way, Albus wasn't going to be happy.

Slowly, Albus lowered his broom to the ground and climbed off, still looking rather spacey. Knowing very well that he didn't have the energy to make it back to the castle, he sat down on the grass and took a deep breath. Al was hungover. Painfully, painfully hungover. His stomach had only stopped emptying itself hours ago, though it was still twisting and turning. But he couldn't lay in bed and rest; all he would do was think about Benoite. He had thought doing something productive—something that he loved—might take his mind off things, but he had been wrong. He closed his tired green eyes and sighed gently as his head started pounding again.

Thank Merlin he was alone and it was quiet. He didn't want to have to face Benoite, or his brother or sister, or Teddy. He just wanted to isolate himself from the world for a few hours at least. Maybe if he begged, the nurse would put him right to sleep and he wouldn't have to worry about disturbing thoughts. Nevertheless, he was still left with the threat of the horrible nightmares he'd been having about Voldemort. Albus really couldn't win any way he looked at it, and the realization made him kick his broom and groan. He covered his face with his hands as a gentle breeze rolled over him.

WORDS: enough to make up 3 whole paragraphs
TAGGED: seester<3
NOTES: i'm tired and this kind of sucks.
LYRICS: kill, 30 seconds from mars

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