Your Grief is My Grief [DM] sequel to Beauty and the Beast

Chapter Six

Lizzie's POV:

The first day of term arrived with the sun, staring me in the face and making me want to hide under my covers. Maybe if I refused to get out of bed, I would survive this school year, so I pulled my duvet over my head and closed my eyes. However, a knocking on the dormitory door pulled me from my oxygen-depleted, pitch-black world a few moments later.

"What do you want?" Millicent snapped at whoever was standing on the other side of the door. I could see her in my mind. Her red hair curling around her chubby face as she popped a knee out and placed a hand on her hip. I groaned at how clearly I was able to see her without actually laying eyes on her.

"I came to get Lizzie," Draco replied from the doorway. I threw the covers back and sat up in a flash. Draco was standing in the doorframe in his robes, looking at his feet. I smiled a bit at how uncomfortable he looked and slid my legs off the bed.

"I've got it from here, Millicent," I spoke carefully to the girl, who was known to jump at anyone who disrespected her. She frowned, but walked out of the dormitory without another word. Now it was just me and Draco, who I waved into the room. "What time is it?" I asked him as he sat on my bed and I began to get dressed for classes.

"Breakfast is over in a few minutes," he explained quietly, looking at the tips of his shoes. "I went ahead and got you some toast and your time table." He reached into his pocket and removed a piece of toast wrapped in a napkin and a piece of parchment that must have been my time table.

"Did you eat anything?" I asked, pulling my robes over my shoulders and accepting the objects from Draco. Our hands brushed briefly and I felt my stomach explode with butterflies. It was amazing that he could do that to me even after this long.

"Uh- yeah," he lied.

"Do you remember how you said you could tell when I was lying because my nose twitches? Well, when you lie, you refuse to make eye contact and you bite the inside of your lip," I replied, breaking the piece of toast in half.

"I wasn't hungry," he murmured. He accepted the toast with his shaking hands and nibbled at the corner.

"If you don't eat, you'll die of malnutrition and then I will kill you," I threatened, pointing at him with my toast. "What do you have first?" I looked at my time table and walked towards the door. Draco followed with silent steps.

"Transfiguration," he answered with a glance at his own piece of parchment.

"Damn," I sighed angrily. "I have Alchemy then double Herbology." I held my time table next to his.

"Well, we have Potions, Charms, Defence Against the Dark Arts, and Astronomy together," Draco pointed out. "Why are you taking Alchemy?"

"It's good knowledge for aurors, and it helps me with Potions." I nodded as if it were obvious. Our shoes clicked on the stone floor beneath us as we made our way towards our classes. I didn't mention the fact that I secretly loved alchemy class.

"You want to be an auror?" Draco asked.

"Yes, I thought you knew that," I pondered, looking at him in the corner of my eye. His silky hair kept falling in his face and he kept brushing it back.

"I probably did," he muttered quietly, his face contorted as he tried to remember.

"Well, here's Professor McGonagall's classroom, I'll see you later." I placed my hand on his shoulder and gave him a small smile.

"See you," he replied, walking into the classroom.

Suddenly, I was alone. Sure I was surrounded by a load of students making their ways to their own classes, but I felt more alone than I had in a very long time. All of these people around me had no idea what Draco and I were being forced to do. No one knew that by the end of this school year, either Albus Dumbledore would be dead or Draco and I would be.