AUTHOR'S NOTES:

This was a short poem I had written for the 2012 HP Darkfest Fic (hp-darkfest . livejournal . com), but never turned in, as I submitted a different piece for that fest. It's a combination of poetry styles - an experiment, really. Not my favourite work, but...well, this poem is finished. It is a one-shot, so here it is.

My prompt: "Beauty and the Beast" by Henri Julien-FélixRousseau (artwork)


DISCLAIMER:"Harry Potter" is the property of J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros. This fanfiction was written entirely for fun, not for profit, and no copyright infringement is intended.

TIMELINE: Post-Hogwarts, EWE (2000).

CHARACTERS FEATURED (alphabetical order, last name): Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy

RATING: Hard R

WARNINGS: Non-consensual sex (werewolf mating).


La Belle et la Bête

By: RZZMG


.~.

Full moon.

.~.

Cold wind.

whips her hair

in tangles,

that strangle

and blind.

Unconfined.

.~.

Feet pound, heavy.

His breath hot,

sweaty.

It spurs her on.

Heady.

.~.

Faster, Atalanta!

Run, Lady Fleet-foot!

Mouth so dry,

heart pumping fast,

Fly! Must fly!

.~.

The air stings,

her eyes bleed

ocean's salt.

Not her fault.

Not her fault!

.~.

The earth rumbles,

She stumbles.

The world tumbles.

Falling…

Screaming.

Crying.

Bleating.

Begging.

Pleading.

.~.

He penetrates,

violates,

stimulates,

mutilates,

all to procreate.

She asphyxiates.

Mating the mate.

.~.

His claws slash,

his fists smash,

his mouth bites.

Still, she fights.

.~.

Hips pumping faster, he steals his pleasure.

Her pain, his desire.

Teeth biting harder, he takes her measure.

Her struggle, his fire.

.~.

The wind stings her eyes,

bloods her cheeks,

streaked with tears.

The sum of her fears.

.~.

Snarling in triumph,

he meets his need,

spills his seed,

fills her small body

with heat,

with life.

Her doom.

.~.

"My Beauty," he growls.

Not human.

He howls.

A beast in heart and deed.

.~.