Touch Starved

I said no

//TW MENTIONS OF R*PE//

You and Draco had been drinking for only 15 minutes when someone walked up to your table. Someone you both recognized.

"Hey y/n, hey Draco" She smiled, it was Mellisa, she was the year below you both at Hogwarts. "I heard what you said to Pansy, y/n, and I wanted to buy you a drink. It's about time someone stood up to her" It was crazy how even as adults people were still letting Pansy push them around. Her new husband's family was wealthy but not as wealthy as her own. It seems like money runs everything, even in the wizarding world.

"Please, Mellisa, sit" you gestured towards an open chair. You all got another round of drinks. Before long more people started coming up to your table, some to talk to Mellisa, and some to talk to you. Before long you were sitting at several tables that had been moved together. Everyone was laughing, drinking merrily. It was like being back at Hogwarts. So many people from your year gathered around you. You shook hands, we're told over and over how different you looked. Draco shook every hand. They told him how happy he looked and how he had changed too since school, even if it wasn't as physically.

The last person to come to the table was Zabini, you looked up at him, and he smiled at you. Looking at Draco. Something in Draco wanted to question Blaise on what Pansy had said earlier, but he would save that for later. Blaise sat just across from you, Draco's arm resting on your shoulders and he drank. A few women at the table left as Blaise sat. You didn't think too much into it. Blaise has a reputation at school for sleeping around.

"So how long have you been together?" Blaise finally asked after getting his own drink. You looked at one another, you never really knew how to answer that question. It really had only been a few weeks officially. But something in your both knew there was something there before that.

"Almost a year" Draco finally spoke, it had been a year since you saved him from the attack in the Alleyway. So in a way, I guess he was right.

"That's cool, where are you living now Draco? I saw your manor got burnt down. I was sorry to hear that." Zabini spoke again, something seemed off in his voice.

"Oh y/n and I live together. She's got a house just outside of London" for all this time you had been living together you never actually thought about it that way. That was usually a big step in people's relationships. For you, it's what started everything.

"Oh, that's big man. Congratulations" Zabini shook Draco's hand. Weird, how much everyone crowded you both.

A few too many drinks later Draco got a little cocky. What Pansy he said earlier was still sitting in his mind. And now, as you stood by the bar ordering yourself another drink, your skin flushed red from the wine. You laughed with the bartender, who was obviously flirting with you, you were a little too drunk to notice. The wine was doing something to Zabini too.

"So hows my sloppy seconds" he hiccupped into his cup. It seemed Zabini had been waiting all night for you to walk away.

"Excuse you?" Draco asked, setting down his cup. A few people at the table stopped talking, turning to watch what was happening.

"Yeah, you heard about y/n and I in the blood closet" he scoffed, setting down his own drink.

"Yeah, I heard you pulled her in there and started kissing her. Without her consent" he added that last part with a sting in his voice.

"Aw come on, you really couldn't see how she looked at me? She was basically begging me to nail her" the others tried to shush Blaise, telling him how inappropriate he was being. "She's way hotter now though. I definitely need to bang her now. She'd probably fight me off, but that's not an issue" All that followed was Draco on top of Blaise, punching him again and again in the face. Draco pulled out the wand that now was truly his. Pointing it to Blaise's head, whose nose ran thick with blood.

"YOU DARE SPEAK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT YOU FUCKING CUNT!" The wand sank deep into Blaise's skin. He choked on blood, trying to speak.

"Draco..." you drop your drink to the ground, the glass shattering. You watched as Zabini raised his wand, Draco too distracted yelling to notice. You dashed to Draco, shoving him off Zabini, who rose to his feet.

"How dare you touch me! You poor, fucking loser! They should have locked you away in Azkaban with that disgusting father of yours". He spits blood onto the floor beside him. "You're weak. You couldn't even kill Dumbledore as TDL asked you too!" Something in you snapped. You turned slowly, standing between Zabini and Draco. Rage rolling from you like a powder keg. You lifted your wand, your stance was tall. Unwavering.

"Ooo what are you going to do y/l/n? Kill me? You start fucking a death eater and all of a sudden you're so fucking tough? Please, don't make me laugh" he started cackling, his evil laugh shook through the bar. "You were a sad excuse for a Slytherin then, and a sad excuse of a woman now"

"Experiamus" you whispered, your wand sending out a hot wave of light. Throwing Zabini back, he crashed into the wall behind him. Pictures and glass falling all around him. His wand flipped through the air. Landing softly in your grasp. You tucked it away, your prize, but you weren't done.

You walked over to where Zabini lay, holding his body. Kicking him hard, your shoe jabbing into his rib cage.

"This is for me" you shouted. You kicked him hard again "This is for Draco". And you kicked him one last time, right to the side of the head "And this is for all the girls who told you no. But you didn't fucking listen". Zabini fell unconscious then. You stood over him, it took everything in you to not just finish the job.

"y/n" Draco called, you turned and saw everyone staring at you. You crackled finally, coming out of your fit of rage. You walked back to Draco, who reached for you. You knew how you looked, crazy. You were met with many eyes. One of the women you knew, 3 years younger than you started to cry. She walked over to you, wrapping you in a hug.

"I said no." she looked at you, and you knew.

"I said no." another woman said. Before you knew it, half of the women at the table had said it and were standing.

"I said no" one of the smaller men at the table said, standing to join the women. You looked around you. You weren't alone.