crave

eighteen

i step into my cold house, the familiar feeling hitting me. the sound of my shoes echo on the floor as i walk through the empty home. i carry my bag up the stairs and into my room. i can see my stuff has been gone through and i know its the doing of my mother. i sigh as i set my bag down on my bed and go to get the guest room ready. i wonder who will be joining us for dinner, and then staying over night? i dont even know how many people to prepare the room for but i do it anyways. i set out two blankets and four pillows, two towels in the bathroom, two things of soap, everything needed in the room for two people.

once im finished i hear my parents coming through the door. "elizabeth, are you home" i hear my mothers cold voice echo through the house. "yes, mother" i say as i walk down the stairs. both of my parents stand at the bottom, looking up at me. my father stands with a blank expression on his face that sends chills through my body. as i reach my mom she wraps her arms around me "what have you been eating? you look as though you've gained weight" she says as she pulls away and i glare at her. "welcome home, elizabeth" my father says and i look at him "its liz" i correct and his jaw clenches. "did you fix up the guest room" my mother changes the subject as we start walking to the kitchen.

"yes, i fixed it for two people since you never said who it was" i say and she laughs "i could have swore i told you. anyways, the malfoy family will be joining us for dinner along with two of your father's co-workers. since the malfoy's home is quite a ways away from here we offered for them to stay overnight" she explains and i freeze. malfoy, as in draco malfoy. seriously. i cant get away from him. its like he follows me everywhere i go. did he know about this?

"but narcissa won't be joining us so no need to worry about adding more to the room" she says and i nod. "now, go get fixed up. make sure to dress nice. i'm going to begin fixing the food" my mother says as my father walks to his office. "yes ma'am" i say softly as i turn to walk up the stairs and go to my room. i swear if draco knew he was coming here and didnt tell me. why would he tell me? i dont know, maybe to warn me that i would have to deal with him. i cant do this. i cant deal with draco and my father. my father is already furious with me, with draco here i know i wont be able to hold back my remarks if he doesnt.

*dracos pov*
"the alures, as in elizabeth alure" i ask my father and he nods "yes draco, how many times do i have to tell you. we are joining the alures for dinner and an overnight stay to discuss some things. go get your things and dress nicely" he states and i nod before walking off to my room. i wonder if elizabeth knew i would be coming? if she let me fuck her on the train knowing she would see me later. i cant fuck her in her home. with my father and her parents in the same house. will i be able to stop myself though?

i get dressed in my usual black suit and pack clothes for overnight. "draco, come. we need to get going" my father yells up the stairs and i sigh as i grab my bag and walk down the stairs. "i told you to dress nicely, draco. not in the same suit you where everyday" my father gripes and i roll my eyes. "you look great, dear" my mother says as she hugs me and i laugh. "i'll see you two tomorrow. please don't be too late getting home" she says and my father nods. i place a kiss on her cheek before we both walk out of the manor.

we get to elizabeth's home two hours later. you'd think being fucking wizards it wouldnt take that long but it does. my father knocks on the door and it swings open "welcome, lucius. its lovely seeing you again" "thank you for having us, caroline" my father answers who im guessing is elizabeth's mother. "come come, we were just about to set the food out" she says and we both walk through the door. "this is my son, draco" my father says and i put my hand out. the same hand i fucked elizabeth with on the train. "welcome, draco. my daughter, elizabeth, should be down soon. im sure you two know each other" she says, dont call her elizabeth, i get to do that not you. "you could say that, yes" i nod and she shakes my hand. we follow her through the home to the large dining area.

there are two other people already seated at the table and a man is walking towards the head seat, it must be her father. "lucius, welcome" the man says and my father puts his hand out "nice to see you again, micheal" he says and the man looks at me "ah draco, welcome" he says and i nod. "i had elizabeth set up the guest room for the two of you, though if you would like seperate rooms she can fix another" he says. its good he puts her to work, it might help calm her ego a bit. "im sure draco would enjoy his own room" my father laughs and i nod. "very well" micheal says before taking a seat at the head of the table. caroline sits beside him and the two other men at the table introduce themselves. there's an empty seat beside micheal, must be elizabeths.

"i don't know what's keeping her so long" caroline laughs. i turn my head as i hear the sound of heels clicking on the floor. i watch as elizabeth slowly walks down the stairs, a skin tight red dress on her body that makes me want her even more. "sorry for keeping you waiting, i lost track of time" she apologizes. she looks scared as she walks to the table, not even glancing at me. is she scared of me being here?

"we'll take care of it later" her father says and the panic in her eyes grow. she sits beside her father and thats when she looks at me. she gives me a slight smile before turning to her mother. "shall we eat" she says and her mother nods. everyone starts to make their plate, elizabeth hardly grabbing any, i watch as her father eyes her the entire time. "so, elizabeth-" "liz. call me liz" she cuts one of the men off and her father glares at her "that won't be necessary" her father says. i watch as he brings his hand to her thigh and squeezes it, she winces and nods before he stops squeezing yet leaves his hand on her thigh, way higher up than it should be. i realize she's not scared of me being here, shes scared of her father. ive always heard rumors of how evil he was but everyone talks. though, as i think back on things, elizabeth coming in bruised and beaten, blaise trying to point it out to me, her flinching when anyone goes to touch her, the day on the astronomy tower when she was ready to end everything, earlier when she was nervous on the train, i realize how absolutely blind ive been the entire time.

the pain she felt on the astronomy tower was caused by her father. the night of the party when she came back she wasnt just weak from a hookup her father had just raped her. the flinching, scared someone is going to hurt her like he does. the panic on the train, knowing she was having to come home to him. and i had been completely oblivious to it this entire time. i had bent her over tables fucking her, i had held my hands around her throat, i had tied her with my ties, but i never asked her if it was okay. i had never asked about the bruises on her wrists. i had never asked why she couldnt have children. because if i had asked, if i had shown that i cared i would have to admit to myself that elizabeth wasnt just a fuck to me. that she was someone i couldnt get out of my mind, that i thought of all day, that i actually cared for. i would have to admit to her that i dont hate her as much as she thinks i do. rather, i dont hate her at all.

"draco, dear. are you alright? you look like you've seen a ghost" caroline asks, pulling me out of my thoughts. "oh, yes sorry. the food is wonderful, mrs. alure" i say and she smiles and turns back to her plate. the talking continues and elizabeth keeps her mouth shut. her father keeps his hand on her thigh. what right does he have? to put his hands on what isnt his. i dont care if he claims that is his daughter, no father touches his daughter like that. she hardly eats and she keeps her head down to the table. my heart hurts for her, knowing that she's been going through this. ive called her a slut, ive told her how much of a disappointment she is and for what? to act like i hate her? to keep my reputation of being a prick? its disgusting. i feel as though i could be sick but i have to hide it. i have to pretend as if i dont know whats going on underneath the table.