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

Chapter Eighteen

Draco's POV:

After Liz was asleep for a good amount of time, I slipped out from underneath of her and went downstairs. As I descended, my fury grew increasingly more raging. By the time I reached the bottom, I was shaking with anger. I knew exactly who had accompanied Yaxley in the kidnapping of Lizzie's mum.

"What did you do tonight, Lucius?" I heard my mother's voice carry from the sitting room.

"Yes, what did you do tonight, Lucius?" I demanded, storming into the room.

"Don't you speak to me that way," Father hissed at me. I stood next to my mother and clenched my fists to keep them from flying into the man's pinched face. My wand was burning in my packet. I was itching to bring it out and curse him a thousand ways to hell.

"I can speak to you however I want to when you kidnap my girlfriend's mother," I snapped angrily.

"You kidnapped Lizzie's mother? Lucius!" Mother gasped in horror.

"That's why she showed up on our doorstep. Because my dear father and Yaxley, Lizzie's father, showed up on her doorstep and almost killed her to get to her mum." I put as much venom into both instances of the word 'father' as I could muster.

"Lucius!"

"What did you do with her?" I sneered.

"We have done nothing to the muggle woman, yet," my father replied with a smug expression on his face.

"And you won't do anything to her, because if you do, I will personally make sure your life becomes a living hell."

"You are out of line, boy," Lucius drawled dangerously.

"He is perfectly allowed to do that, Lucius. Lizzie has done nothing wrong and neither has her mother. Why did you take the woman?" My mother wrapped her arm around me to show me support and I couldn't have loved her any more.

"This is a message from the Dark Lord." My rage was replaced with terror. "He does not like to be kept waiting, Draco."

I took a few steps forward so I was nose to nose with the monster of a father I was cursed with. "At the end of all this, Lizzie's mother will be released healthier than when she was taken, or, I swear to Merlin, I will kill you." I then stormed back upstairs, where I was careful to close my bedroom door quietly, so as to not wake Liz.

I crawled back into bed with Lizzie, who rolled over and nuzzled her head into my chest. I wrapped my arm around her and watched her sleep.

She was so beautiful. So very, very beautiful. Even with that angry cut on her face. Her eyelids were closed over her grey eyes and her plump lips were parted slightly, allowing air in and out of her mouth. I leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose, watching a small smile form on her lips.

She didn't deserve any of this, and yet I had dragged her into all of this. I knew what I was doing and I was still selfish enough to bring her with me, and now look at where we were. We had to kill the greatest wizard of all time and let the followers of the darkest wizard of all time into our school, where hundreds, if not thousands of innocent students were. Not to mention the kidnapping of Liz's mum. It was all my fault. All of it.

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After I had woken up, I had decided to let Liz sleep as late as she needed to, and summoned The Little Mermaid from downstairs. I read until I had felt her stirring, when I closed the book and rested it upon my chest.

Her eyes fluttered open and met mine. "Good morning, Sleeping Beauty," I greeted her with a smile.

She gave me a sleepy smile in return. "Did you just call me a muggle princess?"