crave

twenty-six

*dracos pov*
i wanted to do more to elizabeth. i wnated to give her what she really wnated but i dont have time for that. blaise snitched to snape about our fight this morning so i have fucking detention. he's such a wuss, didnt even hit back.

"you're going to be cleaning out the closets in the classroom. i need some old things thrown out and it could use some dusting" snape glares and i nod "i'll be back" he says before walking away. i look at the decent sized closet in front of me, the shelves are covered in dust and webs, old potions and ingredients lay out everywhere. i start to take the old things off of she shelves but i cant get elizabeth out of my mind. i can't stop thinking about the way her desperate eyes look at me, begging for me to give her more. i can't get the sound of her voice calling my name to go away. my hands crave the feeling of her skin. everything about her turnd me on, from the way her hair feels in my hands, to the way her lips feel against mine. i can hardly focus on anything but her.

i don't know how she's taken over my mind so easily. im not one to 'fall in love' as people say. and no, im not in love with elizabeth. i enjoy her company, i enjoy her voice and her smile, i enjoy everything about her. but does that mean we would be good together? would her attitude and mine clash or would we be a 'power couple' as pansy likes to say? pansy can tell i like elizabeth, she's always been able to tell certain things about me and i hate it.

i wonder if elizabeth thinks about us like i do. does she wonder if we would work out or does she not care? i would like to think we would work out, at least for a little while. she won't risk it though because of her father and i understand that. but i just wish once maybe she would like to stay over in my room. instead of leaving right away maybe just lay down, let me hold her, let me know she is safe. fuck, draco. what are you saying? you sound like a wuss.

*elizabeths pov*
i cringe as i look at my face in the mirror, the bruise around my eye has turned into an ugly purple and my lip is slightly swollen. astoria was right, i look like ive gotten in the middle of a bull fight. i roll my eyes as i grab my wand, maybe if i just cover the bruises on my face it wont hurt as bad. i feel the heat run through my body as the spell does its work. the bruises on my face disappear and are replaced with a burning sensation. i smile as i look at my regular face, i look normal and not broken for the first time in weeks.

i walk out of my room and smile as i walk down the stairs. i hold back my laugh as i see blaise sitting on the couch, he looks worse than i do. his eye is swollen and his lip is too, his cheek has a cut on it that im sure will leave a small scar. "hello, elizabeth" blaise says and i shake my head "its liz" i correct him for what feels like the twentieth time. "haven't you realised i don't care anymore" he scoffs and i roll my eyes, "fuck off, blaise" i say and i start to walk out. "don't leave just yet, beth. turn around" he says and, out of curitosy, i turn around. "your bruises are gone, such a shame. i wanted to see my art" he says and i laugh "you punch like a wuss. barely left a mark" i roll my eyes and he stands up. "maybe i should try again then. you know, now that malfoy isnt around to save your ass" he threats walking closer to me. why is no one in the common room right now?

"i said fuck off" i go to turn around again but he grabs my wrist, turning me back around. "let me go, blaise" i order and his fist collides with my face. my head knocks to the side at the impact and i almost fall to the ground. "stop, blaise. what the fuck is wrong with you" i call out as i gain my balance. "the way i was raised, beth, is no woman disrespects a man, without a punishment" he seethes, he sounds like my fucking father. "i didn't do shit to you" i spit out and again im hit. i feel blood fall out of my mouth and my body tries to fall to the floor. i feel his hand wrap around my hair and pull my back up. he stares into my eyes, his eyes are full of fire and rage. "you want to go around telling lies, beth. this is your punishment" he hits me again and grabs my hair to pull me back up. im defenseless, i left my wand in my room, stupid elizabeth. my head is pounding and i can feel the blood dripping out of my mouth and nose. "i didnt lie. it was the worst time ever" i spit out, blood splattering onto his face. again another punch, but this time to the stomach.

he lets go of my head as my body curls over. i fall to the ground and he stands over me "learn some respect, beth" he spits out before walking away. i can feel blood building up in my mouth and my head is dizzy. i work for a breath and my stomach shoots pain throughout me. what did i ever fucking do to deserve this shit?

*dracos pov*
finally, im finished cleaning this fucking closet. i have to find elizabeth. i need her. i need some sort of release and it has to be her. i make my way to the common room and im met with astoria sitting on the couch. she looks up at me, anger boiling in her eyes. "what the fuck did you do to her, draco" she yells, standing up "what? who" i ask confused and she shakes her head. "liz. i know it was you. you sick fuck" she yells, whats wrong with elizabeth? "i didnt do shit to elizabeth. i dont know what she tol-" "she didnt tell me anything draco. i walked in here and shes nearly passed out, bloodied up, gasping for air. i know it was you, draco. i know you two got off on the wrong foot but thats no reason to practically kill her" she spits. blaise. ill fucking kill him for touching her again. for hurting her. "it wasnt me, astoria. i wouldnt hurt her" i say and she scoffs "who was it then, draco? who woul-" "it was blaise" i cut her off and she looks at me. "where's elizabeth now" i ask and she shakes her head "like i would tell you" "for fucks sake, astoria. where the fuck is elizabeth" i ask and she stops talking. "with madam pomfrey" she answers and i nod before walking off.

i want to go to elizabeth. i want to make sure she's okay. i should have been with her. if i had hurried up cleaning i would have been with her. i could have helped her. i see blaise walking down the corridor and going to see elizabeth is pushed to the back of my mind. the anger boils inside of me as i see him. i hurry to him, before he can notice im there. once i get close enough he glances up at me, i can see the flash of fear in his eyes as my hand connects with his face. "i warned you, zabini" i spit as i hit him again. he reaches his hand up and throws a blow to my cheek but it doesnt stop me. "i warned you not to fucking touch her, you low, little, bitch" i spit as i hit him again. "protecting the slut now" he laughs and that was it. it was like something in me snapped.

it was like a flash, all a blur before i was on top of him. "you have no right to speak of her like that" i say, hitting his cheek again. he tries to push me off of him but it was like something inside me didnt care what i was doing. "i told you not to touch her" i say as i continue the fight. blood drips from his nose and mouth and my knuckles ache. i can feel blood around my mouth from his one punch. once i feel that he's had enough i stand up, "leave her the fuck alone, zabini" i spit before walking off. students around us stay silent, watching me walk away.

i look down at my bruised and split knuckles and cringe. i wipe the blood of of my mouth and continue my walk to elizabeth.