Blood Status

Chapter Thirteen:

Chapter Thirteen:

 

Elizabeth stood outside the cafe, the note in her hand and her eyes impatient to gather that image of Draco. They decided since Pansy was spending thursday with Theo, that they should go out as well. Elizabeth alerted Maybel that she would be spending a few days with Pansy and her household, and the elf was free to do as she wished while Elizabeth was gone. But not to appear around her brothers should they come home during the day while she wasn’t there. They didn’t live at the house, but they had a key and could come and go. She hadn’t exactly told them about the house elf just yet.

 

Her fingers worried the parchment as she waited in her jeans and forest green, silk blouse for Draco to make an appearance. Just like that, she heard the soft pop of someone coming from the floo network of the cafe. Elizabeth turned antsy again to see Draco, but when he didn’t emerge, she sighed and worried the parchment more.

 

“Are you ever going to stop turning yourself into a worry wort?” Draco snorted and Elizabeth whirled to the right. There he stood in a branded suit and tie and Elizabeth had to stop herself from slapping him hard for scaring her. Draco smirked and cocked a brow at her, as she silently fumed at him.

 

“Will… you… stop… that.” She hissed with her teeth gritted. Only for an arm to be wrapped around her waist, then the other. His eyes looked down at her, only then to inspect her collar bone and arms. Elizabeth held still as he did so, unsure how to tell him how weird it may look to others.

 

“You look well.” He sighed with relief at the healing patterns on her flesh.

 

“I’d hope so, Maybel has been fretting about me incessantly. She didn’t want me to even leave the house till I looked back to normal.” Elizabeth grumbled. Only, her dark tone was turned right around as the arms around her tightened and suddenly, she was swept up in a kiss. Draco’s left arm kept at her lower back, but the other was instantly in her free flowing hair. His fingers tangled around her locks and pulled her flesh up against him.

 

A fire ignited in her stomach as a hand cupped his cheek and she could feel it. Her body shook and he wrapped her tighter. As if the air from his lungs would cease if he let her go. A light moan trickled across her lips as she pressed back, equally engaged. Like a switch, it was a harsh switch in her stomach and her brain. Electricity sparked through her body as he clenched down on her hair and tangled his fingers further.

 

Elizabeth gasped for air, a break of the kiss for only a moment, but he didn’t let her get more than that. With little space, he pulled her back into another kiss and she was swept as he nearly broke her against him.

 

Finally able to pull back, she nearly had to shove him a few feet away. Her whole body ignited with fire and she clung to him desperately for support. Elizabeth was actually panting as he looked over her face with his icy grey eyes. He said nothing, but the hand that had been in her hair was now on her cheek.

 

“Come with me... “ He whispered softly, his lips now brushed against hers.

 

“For what?” she teased, without realizing she was doing it. Her hips ground up against his without hesitation and now she could feel a more pressing matter against her. “Oh…” Her lips trembled as he nipped her lower lip.