dragonfly || d.m. [✔]

hurting him,

T/W: Cursing, blood, plot twist, really short chapter.

I look up into the sky.

Shit.

It's full moon.

I push him away immediately, shivering due to the loss of warmth.

I rush towards the stairs, my mind still dizzy from the kiss. But right now, the kiss is not important.

"Libelle? Libelle? Did I do something wrong? Libelle?" 

I can hear Draco shouting behind me and my heart longs to stop and wait for him, to turn back and talk to him, to kiss him, to hold him -- but goddammit, I need to get to the Room of Requirements quick.

Before I turn into a panther, ready to harm everyone around me.

"Libelle . . . ?" I hear him whisper behind me, his voice cracking. "I don't know what I did, please come back."

But I cannot look back, not right now, although my heart shatters.

"Please," he whispers once again. And I make the mistake of my life.

I turn back, immediately changing into panther form. 

He stares at me curiously, then looks up at the moon. "You're still under the curse, aren't you?" he asks me.

I growl, ready to pounce at him. He just stares, looking into my eyes as if he sees the miracles of the universe occurring in them. 

I pounce on him, growling ferociously.

But he doesn't budge. My fangs bite his shin, but he doesn't even look at the bleeding wound.

"Look, darling, hurting me isn't going to help you; stop wasting your energy," he says. But I do not listen.

When I don't attack, he moves closer to see why.

I am slowly gaining control of myself once more. His presence, it enforces a certain feeling upon me.

I feel my paws changing into hands, my body covered in clothes now and not fur. Draco stares down at me.

"I'm sorry, I'll go," I said, backing off when he doesn't say anything else.

He stares at my reseeding back in the misty moonshine and the smell of the new wood of the Astronomy Tower.

I have nothing to say, because I do not want to hurt him.

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A/N:
[20/1/22] yes, I just edited out the bit that made draco a vampire. i was obsessed with vampires back then - a phase of immense insanity.