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Getting all dressed up on Valentine’s Day and walking up to your date
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Blood and Silver
She didn’t want to look at him. She wondered how could she open her legs for him and fill her up not once. Disgusted with herself, she choked on her tears. Drusilla knew it wasn’t something she wanted, not when she was her normal self. When she heard Seb walking around in the room, she lowered the blanket and stared at him. At his words, she wanted to laugh without happiness. "Who possibly wanted us to… to…" She couldn’t bear even the thought. She couldn’t say the word but agreed with Sebastian that someone attempted a very sick prank or something and they were the victims of it. "Who would… why…" As she squeezed her legs together she felt Sebastian’s cum pulsing inside of her. She started to claw at her skin on her shoulders. She wanted to get rid of it, she felt like all of her body was dirty. ____________________________________________________ "Oh pssh, you can keep it", she stabbed her pie with her fork, "I just hope the expenses made my father squirm." She looked back at Warren and smirked. "Let’s give all of it up and let’s run away." That was what she wanted. Running away. Running away from responsibilities. Because with this marriage her father will force her on the next step. Which was pregnancy. Lilu didn’t feel herself ready for such a thing and especially didn’t want to ‘make’ a baby with Warren. At least not yet. She cut a piece from her pie and when she tasted it, she found it delicious. "I never understood people who ran after money in their entire lives. Money this, money that… those are just coins. They miss out the point of life. Once, all of that coin will go back to the Ministry and people die alone and bitter because they did nothing but chase the money." She looked at Warren and smiled sheepishly. She really needed to shut up. "I’m sorry, I blabbed a lot…"
Sebastian held his own arms to his body like a barrier between them, as though that would stop the memory of the night from flashing behind his eyes, or the feel of Dru’s skin against his like silk. He saw her claw at her shoulders, and winced. I can shower for the rest of the night and still feel what it was like to be inside you. “I don’t know,” he whispered, feeling his legs go weak beneath him. His mind was blank: who could hate him - or Dru - so much that they would do this to them? He tried to steady himself, but knew he had to sit down; he perched on the very edge of the bed, the instrument that had witnessed all of their sin. He felt his eyes start to burn with the shock of it all. Even now, with the burden of everything, he felt ashamed as tears ran down his cheeks. Serpents don’t fucking cry.
“We need to find Sarah. And Liam.” His voice wouldn’t stop shaking. “We need to explain.” He couldn’t stand the thought of Sarah hating him at that moment; beautiful, unassuming Sarah, his Sarah, with her soft gaze and soft lips and soft soul. ______________________________________________________
Warren shrugged. He agreed with what Lilu said, but he’d had too much money all his life not to care about it. He wondered if he’d have been a nicer person if he hadn’t had it; a little was nice, but too much money could easily corrupt. He knew his father cared about it too much. Perhaps it was time he found a healthy middle-ground. “It’s refreshing to hear that,” he admitted, looking down at his plate rather than at her. He always avoided people’s eyes when he was being personal. “Liah cared a lot about my estate. It was all a part of the dream, you know? I wasn’t just a good match for her, wasn’t just a pureblood. I was a pureblood with lots of money. I’m something she was reading about in her damn muggle magazines, some sort of goal for her to attain for what she thought was a perfect life.” _______________________________________________________
Liam couldn’t sleep. No matter how many times he tried to clear his thoughts, no matter how long he closed his eyes, all he could hear and think about was Dru and Sebastian. What happened to you? he wondered, his fingers tightening on the edge of his bed. You were the two people I cared most about.
Blood and Silver
Drusilla watched Sebastian’s expression changing. The way he touched her became something else, as if he started to realise what was happening between them. Just like her. She reached for the blanket to cover herself with it as she turned away at Sebastian’s question. Really, what were they doing? What’s gotten into them? She felt sick to the stomach when she recalled the faces at the table when they first started kissing. She moved her head under the blanket to avoid seeing Sebastian. No, this wasn’t happening, this couldn’t happen! She loved Liam! She wanted to be with Liam, she wanted to belong to Liam, what was she doing here with Liam’s best friend? Sebastian’s ring on her finger started to sting her skin out of the blue. She quickly got it off under the blanket and held it out for him to take. "I wasn’t myself, I wasn’t myself, I didn’t know what I was doing…" She felt like she was about to throw up. That over-the-clouds feeling was long gone. "I don’t know what happened to us but… I don’t want to be here…" She grabbed her hair under the covers and pulled at it, panting, tears forming in her eyes. No, no, no, this wasn’t happening! This was just a dream… a very weird dream! _____________________________________________ Lilu noticed him becoming slightly nervous at her touch. But he had to get used to it. Goddamnit they really were in this together and they needed to get themselves working on their problems, right? She became more and more nervous while she waited for his reply. What would he do? Tell her parents she wanted to go against their will? The blonde almost sighed with relief when he finally answered to her words and that answer actually conjured an honest smile on her face. "Thanks", she chuckled, feeling much more lighter. She gently squeezed his hand before she reached for her fork. "Then let’s try the dessert first. I just hope my father put a lot of money getting this ceremony together." She couldn’t help but feel mischievous, like with Liah before back in the castle. If Warren became an ally first… that’d mean a lot to her.
When Dru didn’t reply, he swallowed heavily, trying to ignore the taste. All that was going through his mind were useless things like ‘please, no’ and ‘this can’t be happening’ and ‘fuck’. He rushed to his clothes, scattered about the room, uncomfortably aware they were both naked. She hid beneath the covers while he dressed as quickly as he could, in silence. What could even be said? Sorry I fucked you? I didn’t mean to?
When Dru started to sob, he looked at the pile of covers atop her shape with sad eyes. This truly was terrible: Dru was his friend, and hearing her pain made his chest twist even tighter. It seemed she was just as confused, just as shocked as he. He collected her clothes up for her, and when her hand appeared from the covers he picked up his ring and then placed her clothes beside her in return. “Here,” he said quietly, averting his eyes in case she wasn’t entirely covered. He replaced the ring on his finger, recalling how only minutes ago he had willingly proposed to her. He felt sick with shock. “Dru, we’ve been Imperiused. Or drugged, or something.” Before the words left his lips, he knew it to be the truth. His voice was weak, and shaking with every syllable. He wished he could sit down on the bed and comfort Dru, but right now he didn’t want to touch her. ___________________________________________________
Warren felt relief spread across his face as she smiled back. Perhaps he would see another side to Lilu - and perhaps she might see there was more to him than sometimes being an asshole. “He paid his share,” he replied with a small smile, and tucked into the hot apple pie and custard that was placed before them. “Still, money doesn’t mean much to us. I’ve always taken it for granted,” he admitted, knowing he sounded somewhat conceited despite the honesty of his statement. He shrugged. “It’s just the way it’s always been for me. ‘Course, half of my estate is now yours.” He cast a sideways glance at her. How deep was her desire for such things?
Blood and Silver
To feel his bare skin against hers — it was, again, a miracle that she didn’t think actually existed. Dear God was she in love with him so deeply she never thought she would be. It was much more deep as it ever was with anyone. She moaned in his lips and gently stroked his face as she kissed back. Then — something went wrong. Some sinister thought, namely, that this wasn’t right, crept into her head. It was like a little bubble in the back of her mind when it started, but soon she begun to notice it. Why did she feel like this way? What was wrong? Why did it cause nervousness and slight worry to her? She chose not to care about it but as minutes passed, Sebastian’s lips felt more and more, well, wrong to her. She pulled away and stared at his face, in his eyes, trying to understand what was happening to her.
_______________________________________________ Why they’re not talking? Well there’s a reason to it and they both knew why. The last time she met him didn’t go quite well and he acted like she didn’t exist for the rest of the year, why would she even give in and speak to him? For a few moments she didn’t reply just examined the lot in front of them, knowing each and every one of them had their fingers near their wands. How irritating. As if the bird could escape from the locked up cage. They already threw the key away. She glanced back at Warren and for a split second she wanted to do something to his face. What would that be, she had no idea. A slap? For being a complete asshole the whole time? A kiss? To please her parents and ease everyone else? To drown their suspicion that she’d try something funny? "Well it’s the same as every year, isn’t it?" She asked then, keeping her cool and not doing anything foolish. Not yet. She kept looking in his eyes and tried to figure him out. What was he possibly feeling? What did he think about this whole situation? "The others are probably having fun. I wish we could stay there at least until Christmas." And not just because of their plan with her friend. She loved the snow around the castle and loved to have snowball fights with her classmates. Sighing, she placed a hand on Warren’s. Now or never! Let’s see where he stands. “If we try to work on this together… maybe we could go back until our year ends.”
Sebastian smiled against her lips, kissing her with fervour. The idea of Drusilla being with him for always, for forever, was what the muggles must call heaven. He slid his hands down her sides to her waist, turning her around and pressing his lips to the bare skin of her neck. She smelled amazing, as she always had, and as she always would... Sarah. The name seemed to come from nowhere, as though a voice not his own was speaking to him from the recesses of his mind. He kissed Dru’s neck again, but then drew slowly away.
Stop, the voice said now. This isn’t real. “What...?” Sebastian didn’t know what he was asking, or whether he was directing it at Dru or himself. You’re not in love with Dru. You’re in love with Sarah. And then it seemed to hit him, like a hurricane sweeping him clear off his feet. His snow-pale skin flushed, and he looked down at Dru with wide, frightened eyes. “What am I doing?” he asked her, and he could still taste her in his mouth, and Merlin, what had they done... ___________________________________________________
When Lilu placed her hand on his, he naturally tensed. Looking into her eyes, he saw something akin to curiousity, maybe even hope. Up until tonight, they had been on opposite sides; now, they had been thrown together whether he liked it or not. Perhaps Lilu had a point. Together they would have to be, but it would all go more smoothly if he actually tried to like her. Perhaps his had happened for a reason. He nodded. “Maybe.” He started to smirk, but this time it was more playful than cruel. “Maybe you’re not as stupid as you look,” he joked.
Blood and Silver
Drusilla let out a soft whine when she felt his fingers on her stomach. If they could, they probably would continue doing it the entire night; she still felt aroused in body and soul and she couldn’t get enough of him.
When he moved, she glanced up at him and smiled slightly, wondering what was going on in his head. At the moment, she was so tired it was hard to think of anything for her, though at Sebastian’s question, her mind started to race. Of course she wanted to be with him for ever! Before she could even reply, he took her hand and started talking and with each word, she felt more and more content and safe. At the mention of a family with her caused her cheeks to blush again. Oh he was serious, she knew. Nobody was this serious before with her. She knew he meant it and she agreed with him on every condition he listed and at his final question, she almost felt like she’d cry. He wanted her, all of her, only to himself. "Yes", she replied gently, without thinking, knowing it wouldn’t be a mistake if she said what was on her mind, "I don’t want anyone else in my life but you. I don’t need anything else, but you! If you’re serious about it, then yes", she moved her head and kissed his lips. "I’m yours, forever." __________________________________________________ Lilu felt better when Warren stepped back a little. It seemed even he didn’t feel right with all of this, and that made her slightly like him. After all, he was forced into this, too; what if he had a girl he was sweet on in the school but now he must forget her because they were married? She felt sorry for him. He was younger than her and life only started for both of them. She wondered for a moment if the boy she loved and broke up with her during the summer would hear about this, and even then, what would he think. Even if he thought of getting back to her, she knew he wouldn’t. He was a good person and if he tried anything, she was sure he’d pay greatly for it. As they made their way to the table where the food was, Lilu felt again the urge to cry; this couldn’t happen. Her throat went dry and tight but other than that, nothing could be seen on her face. She learned a lot with her father, that was true. Fortunately, this wasn’t a normal wedding, meaning the people around them weren’t here to really be happy for them, they were a warning, that both of them were watched. These were guards. Knowing her father, he knew how fiery she was. Clever. Perhaps she’d still have some time to flee from this godsforsaken house once everyone’s gone. She looked at Warren, waiting, then sat down neatly. At least the food looked good… if all else fails, I can still poison myself, the thought crossed her mind. Strangely, it made her feel better. There were a few escape methods… she just didn’t know which one she should use.
Sebastian's heart beat a tattoo against his chest, so hard it was almost painful. "Yes?" he repeated breathlessly, although he knew exactly what it was she had said, and everything that meant. It was flashing through his mind like fireworks lighting up a night sky: yes, yes, yes. He brought his fingers beneath her chin, his fingertips lightly touching her silken skin as he looked down into her shining eyes. "You're the most extraordinary witch I've ever known," he whispered, bringing his lips closer to ghost over her own. "And you've enchanted me, mind body and soul." When he kissed her, his fingers moved to her hand, and they intertwined with hers. He felt the cold metal of his ring, the snake enclosed around her finger, bound in emerald and silver.
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Warren seated himself at the main table quietly, his eyes averted to his plate. Lilu was beside him, her gaze calculated as she took in the small number of guests at the other tables. There weren't many. These were all powerful wizards and witches, talented Death Eaters who knew the darkest arts. He and Lilu, when it came down to it, were still just teenagers. What hope did either of them have now? When he glanced up, his eyes briefly met with his father's, and he saw the warning there: you look like you've just been given a death sentence, boy. Smile, for Merlin's sake! He forced a smile, but knew it would look forced, knew the muscles in his neck would be tight and his eyes remain cold. He'd never been much of an actor. He let the waiter place the first course in front of him: melon with a sprinkle of sugar. It was the only course he enjoyed - rare steak followed, with boiled potatoes and asparagus. He'd normally enjoy such a dish, but in his state he found the asparagus' sauce too sour, and the blood that remained afterwards seemed terrible and foreboding. "I suppose everyone will keep looking up here and wondering why we're not talking," he said in a low voice to Lilu as they were waiting for dessert to arrive.
He wanted to please his father, so he grit his teeth and searched his mind for something - anything - to spark conversation. "Do you think we're missing anything good at Hogwarts?" He imagined how the feast might look, the live bats and the pumpkins. For a moment he felt his stomach contract in sadness: he wanted to be there.
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Blood and Silver
It was just as intense as before; she screamed his name, trying to get hold of the trembling of her body as she felt he was coming, too. She looked up at him, taking in his expression, the way he enjoyed her and that feeling made her extremely happy.
It was her who satisfied him, her body, not that stupid Gryffindor girl’s who thought she was in love with him. What did she know about love, anyways? Nothing. There was no way she felt like Drusilla did now. It wasn’t just love, it was obsession. She lovingly stroked a few strands of hair out of his face and kissed him back, purring quietly, satisfied and tired. "I love you, too", she replied, his words sending hot waves down her spine. She felt his seed pulsing inside her again and it only increased that feeling in her chest towards him. You don’t even know how much I do, she thought. At his question, she looked around, spotting a clock materialising on the wall in front of them. “It’s around two, if I see it correctly”, she replied tiredly, resting her head on his shoulder and exhaling, satisfied. “What about we get some sleep then go to have breakfast together, hmm?” She mumbled against his warm skin, wishing for a plate with fried chicken - she remembered Heath only for a moment at this wish-, but she knew that wouldn’t appear out of nowhere. The Room of Requirement didn’t give food but gave nearly anything else. “I hope they understood that we’re together. I don’t want to listen to their whining”, she sighed. _____________________________________________ She wondered for a moment if she fooled her father. When the man in front of them cleared her throat, she finally broke the kiss with a surprised expression — as if she forgot where she was. She giggled quietly and looked back at Warren, cheeks flushed. Actually, she had to give him credit for his skill. He was a great kisser, despite he was younger than her; she discovered it earlier in the Prefects’ Bathroom but she was so afraid of him back then she didn’t realise. Perhaps it wouldn’t be that hard… As the ceremony was over, many of those who were present congratulated. She spotted her father and she could tell he didn’t eat it. For a moment, fear clenched her stomach but tried not to care about it. She did what she thought was righteous. At this point… maybe she could convince Warren to run away with her. Though, she was aware of the fact she had to be very, very careful with him. In this early stage, they knew nothing about each other. This had to be changed, they have to be on the same side. After all, they were married now and shared a bond that couldn’t be broken, only by death. And if it turned out he wasn’t on her side at all? Liah’s words echoed in the back of her mind. Maybe you can kill him, it wouldn’t be the first time a wife has smothered her husband in bed. It became a possibility after all. But if she tried and never succeeded, she’d be punished so badly Lilu was sure she wouldn’t be able to leave the damned house, wherever they’d stay at, ever. Warren wasn’t stupid, after all. He was a Slytherin. For a moment, she hated this situation, but then, as she looked around, she spotted all the food hoarded on the tables. A few bites wouldn’t be bad, especially now when she had to use her head and must keep her calm. Alright, she told herself, I’ll enjoy it tonight. I’ll try to relax. I’ll try to be kind and look happy, because, why not… Who knew what the future would bring? She looked back at Warren and smiled, gently but suggestively. "I’m a bit hungry, aren’t you?" She asked him, quietly, so only he’d hear.
Sebastian was glad to hear it was only two in the morning: more time with Drusilla was the most important thing to him. He nodded at her suggestion, his fingers casually stroking shapes on her bare stomach. Let them see at breakfast just how in love they were. Let them all see.
At the mention of the others, he leaned on his elbow and sighed in agreement, looking down at her and the way her hair splayed out artfully behind her on the pillow; it was almost as though it had been arranged for a sensual oil painting, and Sebastian almost forgot what he was going to say for sheer fascination of her beauty. And then it hit him.
"I... I know we're young, Dru," he started, his heart beating wildly in his chest. "But you love me, right? You want to spend your life with me?"
The idea was so exciting, so perfect, that it seemed crazy he hadn't thought of it before. He took off his silver serpent ring with the small emeralds for eyes, the ring he prized so greatly.Then he tentatively reached for her hand, his dark eyes anxious and hopeful. "I want to be with you always, Dru. I want to wake up with you in the morning, I want to travel the world with you, I want to go to sleep every night with you in my arms." His voice shook slightly. "I want to keep you safe, and cheer you up on those days when things go to shit. I want to spoil you, and make you laugh with my stupid unfunny jokes, and kiss you whenever the hell I want. I want a family with you." His fingers, holding hers, shook slightly too. He'd never been so nervous, nor so sure about anything in his life. "Drusilla Featherwill... will you marry me?" __________________________________________________
Warren followed Lilu's glance to her father, but he didn't let his gaze linger long. Mr Droan was quite an imposing figure, despite his obvious enthusiasm for the wedding arrangements. Your daughter, bound forever to a Death Eater. Now that's a smart match, sir. He took a step back from Lilu, making a gap between them. She was his wife, but he wasn't completely comfortable with it all yet. You'll have to get comfortable tonight, he reminded himself, and a jolt of nerves shot through him. "Yeah, very," he admitted in response to Lilu, smiling slightly. "Must be all the nerves." He placed a hand on the small of her back, guiding them both over to the table. There were already people stood around, holding glasses of wine and raising their glasses in the newlyweds direction. Warren nodded his head to them in recognition, wondering if any of them were truly happy for them. They were just a boy and a girl who barely knew each other, young and gullible and naive, and now they were forced to wed and bed and spend their lives together forever. It didn't sound quite so sweet when he thought of it like that.
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