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.
.~.
