Secret's Out (Phillip)

Hours passed leaving her in a haze of potions drugs and spells, the majority of her major injuries had been healed thanks to the medical miracle that is witchcraft. Though she was still gravelly injured, sitting up in bed she looked ant saw Phillip watching over her "phill..." she said softly "thank you so much.."

Philip waited hours for Alchemy to be given every kind of necessary medicine the healers had. It was tough, but she pulled it through. Philip even fell asleep for a while. He sighed, watching over her. "Couldn't let you die..." He said, shaking his head with his eyes shut.

"you didn't have to save me....." she let the sentence hang off "i...didn't mean to lie to you.."

Philip sighed, looking at his blonde. "Perhaps it was for the best..." he said, looking at her with kind eyes. "I like you...I do. Heck you know how to drive me crazy...but, you're a mud-Muggleborn..."

She ran a hand through her messy blonde hair as she thought of her next few words "So? I don't act like a mudblood, I'm better then most pures i'm just born off to a side I don't belong" she smirked as best she could and looked at him "can't make an acception for me?"

Philip smirked, as Alchemy spoke. At least she didn't get scarred for life or anything. He was happy nothing of the kind happened. "I can...the dark lord can't!" He explained, sighing. He wasn't even sure if he was gonna be able to simply forget who Alchemy was. "If he ever finds out, he'd hurt you. I'd prefer killing you then letting him get his hands on you..." He said truthfully. Alchemy had made him care for her. That he couldn't deny. But this little detail would make everything a lot worse.

Her expression darkened and she looked at her hands, she spotted amelia's mark and said "I don't fear him" she said "not because I am a fool but because I already belong to a dark lord...and she wont let me be harmed so long as I stay useful to her" she held out her hand knowing he'd recognize amelia's mark. "She had a hand in all this" she said gesturing to her injuries "And Avery's actions ended up being my punishment for lying about my blood to her"

Philip breathed heavily, as he looked at Alchemy. Upon seeing the mark, Philip wasn't surprised. At all. "Just don't get in danger like this again..." he said "Does Carrow know?" he asked, rubbing her hand with his fingers slowly.

"No" she said looking away "of course not, she wouldn't want me i'm disgusting remember? I'm not good enough for any pureblood..." her hand closed around his and she bit back tears.

Philip held her hand tightly, sighing. He wasn't even sure how he was simply ignoring her status. He brought her head back, looking at her. "You're not disgusting. At all. You proved me that when we...ya know." He said with a wink, trying to make her less depressed. "I don't just like your body anymore. I care about you. I can't say that to everyone..."

She smiled at his words "Care about you too malfoy" she kissed the back of his hand "I can't promise I wont get into danger though" she smirked st him a bit.

Philip chuckled, bringing her hand up to his lips, giving it a small peck. "Fine, have it your way blonde..." he said, smiling, and leaning down to kiss her forehead.