Agony [Draco Malfoy]

06

CHAPTER SIX

"You're sure Katie did not have this in her possession when she entered the Three Broomsticks?" asked McGonagall.

"Like I said, she left to go to the loo and when she came back she had the package. She said it was important that she'd deliver it."

"Did she say to whom?"

"To Professor Dumbledore."

"Very well, thank you, Leanne. You may go." Professor McGonagall then turned to the rest of the students, three of which being awfully familiar with the scene of trouble. Liz stood there, arms crossed looking at the Professor from underneath her long thick eyelashes.

"Why is it when something happens it is always you three?"

The redhead, Ron Weasley answered "Believe me, Professor, I've been asking myself the same question for six years."

Liz covered her mouth to stop the laughter but instantly earned the glaring of everyone in the room. She pretended to lock her lips with an imaginary key but the grin never left her face.

All of the sudden a teacher barged into the room, his black cloak being pushed back by the wind brushing past it.

"Oh, Severus."

Snape's eyes moved between Potter and Diggory. His face showed a scowl and he flicked a piece of his coal black hair back. He pulled his wand out and examined the piece of jewelry.

"What do you think?"

"I think miss Bell is lucky to be alive,"

"She was cursed, wasn't she? I know Katie, off the pitch, she wouldn't hurt a fly. If she was delivering that to Dumbledore, she wasn't doing it knowingly." explained Harry.

"Yes, she was cursed."

"It was Malfoy."

Liz' body boiled with anger at Harry's accusation. She gritted her teeth and pulled the wand from her pocket, ready to shut him up. But Snape got to her first and shot an incantation over her so she was unable to move.

"That is a very serious accusation, Potter."

"Indeed. Your evidence?" asked Snape. Liz glared at both Snape and Harry. If eyes could kill they'd both be buried.

"I just know."

"You just know, you astonish with your gift, Potter. Gifts mere mortals can only dream of possessing. How grand it must be to be the chosen one."

"I suggest you go back to your dormitories. All of you." Professor McGonagall said strictly. When Liz was able to move again she left the room in a hurry, harshly bumping her arm against Harry's. It was more than difficult for her not to shoot a jinx at him but there was something that actually made sense. He accused Malfoy of something terrible but there was no denying that he had been busy with suspicion secrets. This would explain it.

She stumped through the corridors with clenched fists. Soon she found herself barging into the dungeons and entered the common room.

"Malfoy!" she called loudly. The boy in quest instantly stood up with eyebrows raised. Everyone had their eyes on them but Liz swiftly left the common room and waited for Malfoy to follow.

She could hear his heavy footsteps following her into the dungeon. She opened a broom closet and pushed the blond inside. His lips curled into an amused smirk but in return she pushed his shoulder harshly.

"What the fuck is your problem?" he scowled.

"My problem? Why in the world is Harry Potter accusing you of cursing Katie Bell?"

"Potter?" Draco asked and slowly a grimace formed on his face, a look of disgust. "That filthy—"

"Save it! He wouldn't say something like it without having a legitimate reason to it."

"You trust Potter over me?"

"It would explain why you've been acting weird."

"Why would I curse Katie Bell?"

"I don't know, you tell me, Draco."

"I'm not having this discussion." he muttered and turned to leave but when he did Liz grabbed his arm and pushed him against the wall. Draco was prepared and switched their positions in a swift movement so that he had her pinned against the wall, his hands besides her head.

"I told you, to leave me the fuck alone."

"Fuck you, Draco, fuck you!"

The two glared at each other, their faces inches apart. They could feel the heat of each other's breath on each other's face.

In the heat of the moment they made the space between them nonexistent, pressing their hungry lips against each other. She pressed her nails into his neck whilst he forcefully pulled her hair. A moan escaped her lips once he planted wet kisses from her neck to her collarbone.

"If you won't tell me, I'll find out myself." she breathily mumbled in between the kissing.

"You can't and you won't, that's final."

The blond bit her lower lip, her puffy lip in between his teeth. His hands explored every curve of her body, squeezing them roughly. Her hand brushed along his hard muscles.

"You can't tell me what to do, Malfoy."

"Oh, but I can always use the imperious curse."

"Yeah? Well, fuck you!" she pushed him back and opened the door before he could stop her.

"Fuck you too!" he called from behind. She raised her middle finger in the air and stormed off. She had never been more fed up with him. He was keeping secrets and Liz was determined to uncover them.