Muggle Soap Opera
Lilith waited for Draco outside the manor. After fifteen minutes of waiting, he came strolling
up. She gave him a look to kill, and he wasn't sure if she was angry or just sad.
"Please, don't tell me you did it. Please say you didn't." She said. Draco looked at her a
little confused. "Please..."
"Do what?" He asked, but he started to understand. Lilith gave him another glare and just
walked up to him, pushing his chest and continued walking so that Draco had to walk backwards.
Eventually he managed to turn around, but she still pushed him. A few more minutes of marching
brought them outside of the neighborhood, and in an empty plot. It used to have a lovely house, but
it had burned. Tony refused to say why it burned, only that it was an amazing story.
"Please, tell me that you didn't sleep with her. Please." She said, staring at him. The way she
looked, the way he expected tears to roll out of her eyes any moment made him want to lie. But it
was like she had forced a truth serum down his throat. The truth came spilling out.
"I did. What does it matter? Why are you so upset about it? It's not like I lost my virginity
to a one time thing....you never cared before when I had sex."
"That's because the other time it was with a pure blood. This is a MUGGLE! You have
tainted yourself. What if she gets pregnant, Draco? What if you have a half blood? Do you think we
would be allowed in with the Death Eaters if that came to be?" Lilith started punching his chest. It
didn't exactly hurt too bad, but she was holding back. If she continued hitting him like this, it might
leave a bruise. It was still more the point she was hitting him like this that hurt, not really the
physical pain of it.
"We? WE? What would keep you from becoming a Death Eater? It's not your fault. Sure,
I'd be mocked, disowned. But it doesn't fall on your head." He said. He looked away, taking a
cigarette out of his pocket because Lilith had stopped hitting his chest. When he straightened back
up, she punched him in the face, hard.
Draco knocked over a little and steadied himself. "What was that for, bitch?" He asked,
dropping the cigarette and glaring at her. She glared back, and eventually he was the one to look
away. She just had a look that could make him hate himself. "I'm sorry I called you a bitch. But
what the Hell did you punch me for?"
"Because you're a stupid, thoughtless and self-absorbed jackass, Malfoy." Draco bent over
and picked up his cigarette. He wiped some of the bits of grass and lit it. He didn't care much it fell,
he just really needed it and it was the last one.
"And how am I a stupid, thoughtless, self-absorbed jackass, Nott?" He asked. She made to
kick him, but slammed her foot down.
"Because, you seem to think that I would become a Death Eater without you. How stupid.
Don't you remember? Or did you just think I would be the one to forget? We made a promise that
day. It was either both of us or neither. If you knock up that skinny little muggle I won't become a
Death Eater. Whether you like it or not, I'm not going through with it without you. THAT'S why
you're self-absorbed."
Draco laughed slightly. "Why? Would you let my own decisions keep you from rising in the
world? What would you do? Where would you go? Home? Your family already can't stand you,
your own brother denies his sister because you're so wild. If you refused the Death Eaters what
would you do with yourself?" He took a drag from the cigarette and looked around, refusing to look
at her. He already felt bad enough, but to acknowledge her now might drive him insane. His own
best friend was disappointed in him.
"I could ask you the same question, Malfoy. Draco..." Lilith turned away and stared at the
ground. When Draco didn't say anything she spun back around and took the cigarette out of his
fingers. He had been halfway to his mouth, and his hands pressed against his lips before he realized
she had the cigarette. He looked back up at her, staring at him with a cigarette hanging slightly from
the side of her mouth.
Draco sighed and took it out of her mouth. "You only want a cigarette when it's my last one.
Do you have a sense that tells you how many I have left?" Lilith just smiled with the corner of her
mouth and walked away. "Hey. Lilith."
Lilith turned around and looked at him, hand on him. "Don't worry, she won't get pregnant.
And as for the Death Eaters, it's both or neither. If it comes down to it, we'll figure something out."
Lilith nodded her agreement and continued to walk off, leaving Draco in the plot with his last
cigarette.
Lilith walked around the neighborhood aimlessly thinking about stuff. Mostly Death Eaters.
The thought of Draco being disowned was powerful. Lately Draco had been pressing on Lucius's
last nerve. Not only pressing, but full-out stomping on it. The ragged way he wore his school shirt as
if it were merely a tee shirt bought to get dirty in, his tie always hanging loose. The skateboards and
he had stopped slicking back his hair. Lucius despised how long it looked with it waving out and
hanging down around his ears.
What would they do, if one of them wasn't accepted? Where would they go, how would they
live? She knew she could never go through the pain of becoming a Death Eater without Draco. She
was almost positive he wouldn't be capable of going through it alone either. This past summer they
had grown close, a bond that was almost unbreakable.
She was so deep in thought she missed the frame following her. By the time she was aware,
David had already tackled her to the concrete road. She screamed and felt for her wand before
remembering she was not permitted to bring it outside of the house. She was completely helpless
under David, who was screaming at her. She lied there, motionless and silent. She tried to hear what
he was saying, but his words were colours. She saw reds and browns, blacks and dark blues. But
there were no words. Only brutal colours of pain and death. She closed her eyes in time for his fist to
hit the side of her face.
She lashed her hand out and punched him back, then she thought to punch him, and did it
again. After the second punch she remembered the first. She was scared she would die. There was no
one around, the adults were at work, children at daycare. The only people old enough to stay home
during the summer were working or at the skate park by now. Perhaps even parties. The
neighborhood was completely abandoned, and she didn't have the strength or mass to brawl with
such a tall and strong boy.
"Get off of me, you fucking..." BAM. He punched her again,
"I'll kill you! Do you know the humiliation you put me through? All the guys make fun of
me! I can't believe you dumped me you cunt." She was about to punch him again when David
started screaming. He fell off of her and started convulsing on the ground. Lilith stood up and looked
up to see Draco holding out his wand.
Draco looked like he didn't know what was going on. He stared from Lilith to David and
back again. "Oh God. Oh God. Oh God." He said, every time he looked at David writhing on the
ground. "What do I do, Lilith? He'll talk! He'll talk!!" Lilith had no remorse for David, and thought
about telling Draco to leave him to die.
"Lift it. I'll work his memory and make him think he had a seizure or something. Muggle
doctors will come up with something." She said. Draco lifted the curse and sat on the ground. He
stared at a house across the street and said nothing. He looked very pale, and Lilith was worried that
he had freaked himself out too much. But by the time she finished with David, who was passed out,
he looked better. She threw a cigarette at him and he shoved it in his mouth with shaky hands.
"I can't believe I did that. An unforgivable. I just....I came and he was punching you. He
called you a whore and a..." Draco was breathing heavy and was starting to pale again.
Lilith snatched his hand. "Shut up and move. If we're caught here it's all over. Your father
will be busted. You...you shouldn't even have that wand. And, it wasn't an unforgivable.
Thankfully." She said, dragging him behind her.
"It wasn't? I mean...I said it. I...."
"No. I'm not sure what it was, but it wasn't Crucatious. Now keep moving. We need to be
far away from here when someone finds him. Luckily I don't think he'll even remember attacking
me. And as for the ministry, be thankful you are a Malfoy. I am."
Malfoy was calm once they were away from the neighborhood and he led her to the
abandoned church. "Beautiful, isn't it?" He asked. "When father owns this place, it will be mine."
He held his hand up, as if stroking the church.
Lilith stared at him in awe. The way he was standing, the fading sun coming down on his
hair. She could see wings coming from his back. They were the purest white and almost glowed in
the sun. The image was so powerful she reached out to stroke the feathers. She wondered what an
angel would feel like, perhaps like light itself. But her fingers reached out and only felt the air. It
disappointed her, but she felt stupid. Malfoy, Draco Salazar Malfoy with angel wings. How idiotic.
He was no angel. Not even close.
"Draco..." She said, still seeing those wings in her mind, wanting to know how the felt.
Draco turned around and looked at her. "Umm...never mind. It was stupid." She said,
blushing and looking at the church. Draco shrugged and started up the stairs. Lilith ran ahead of him
and met him at the top step. Before he could say something she leaned out and kissed him, running
her hand down the back of his hair.
A/N: That's chapter 2. I leave you with a cliff hanger. Oh, I'm evil. What will Draco do? Will he be
shocked, and stammer "You're like my sister!!" Will he pretend it never happened? Or will he kiss
her back? Perhaps he'll just use her! And what about adorable itty-bitty little Liza? Will she come
back in future chapters? (Actually, she will. I'll give you that much.)
Lilith waited for Draco outside the manor. After fifteen minutes of waiting, he came strolling
up. She gave him a look to kill, and he wasn't sure if she was angry or just sad.
"Please, don't tell me you did it. Please say you didn't." She said. Draco looked at her a
little confused. "Please..."
"Do what?" He asked, but he started to understand. Lilith gave him another glare and just
walked up to him, pushing his chest and continued walking so that Draco had to walk backwards.
Eventually he managed to turn around, but she still pushed him. A few more minutes of marching
brought them outside of the neighborhood, and in an empty plot. It used to have a lovely house, but
it had burned. Tony refused to say why it burned, only that it was an amazing story.
"Please, tell me that you didn't sleep with her. Please." She said, staring at him. The way she
looked, the way he expected tears to roll out of her eyes any moment made him want to lie. But it
was like she had forced a truth serum down his throat. The truth came spilling out.
"I did. What does it matter? Why are you so upset about it? It's not like I lost my virginity
to a one time thing....you never cared before when I had sex."
"That's because the other time it was with a pure blood. This is a MUGGLE! You have
tainted yourself. What if she gets pregnant, Draco? What if you have a half blood? Do you think we
would be allowed in with the Death Eaters if that came to be?" Lilith started punching his chest. It
didn't exactly hurt too bad, but she was holding back. If she continued hitting him like this, it might
leave a bruise. It was still more the point she was hitting him like this that hurt, not really the
physical pain of it.
"We? WE? What would keep you from becoming a Death Eater? It's not your fault. Sure,
I'd be mocked, disowned. But it doesn't fall on your head." He said. He looked away, taking a
cigarette out of his pocket because Lilith had stopped hitting his chest. When he straightened back
up, she punched him in the face, hard.
Draco knocked over a little and steadied himself. "What was that for, bitch?" He asked,
dropping the cigarette and glaring at her. She glared back, and eventually he was the one to look
away. She just had a look that could make him hate himself. "I'm sorry I called you a bitch. But
what the Hell did you punch me for?"
"Because you're a stupid, thoughtless and self-absorbed jackass, Malfoy." Draco bent over
and picked up his cigarette. He wiped some of the bits of grass and lit it. He didn't care much it fell,
he just really needed it and it was the last one.
"And how am I a stupid, thoughtless, self-absorbed jackass, Nott?" He asked. She made to
kick him, but slammed her foot down.
"Because, you seem to think that I would become a Death Eater without you. How stupid.
Don't you remember? Or did you just think I would be the one to forget? We made a promise that
day. It was either both of us or neither. If you knock up that skinny little muggle I won't become a
Death Eater. Whether you like it or not, I'm not going through with it without you. THAT'S why
you're self-absorbed."
Draco laughed slightly. "Why? Would you let my own decisions keep you from rising in the
world? What would you do? Where would you go? Home? Your family already can't stand you,
your own brother denies his sister because you're so wild. If you refused the Death Eaters what
would you do with yourself?" He took a drag from the cigarette and looked around, refusing to look
at her. He already felt bad enough, but to acknowledge her now might drive him insane. His own
best friend was disappointed in him.
"I could ask you the same question, Malfoy. Draco..." Lilith turned away and stared at the
ground. When Draco didn't say anything she spun back around and took the cigarette out of his
fingers. He had been halfway to his mouth, and his hands pressed against his lips before he realized
she had the cigarette. He looked back up at her, staring at him with a cigarette hanging slightly from
the side of her mouth.
Draco sighed and took it out of her mouth. "You only want a cigarette when it's my last one.
Do you have a sense that tells you how many I have left?" Lilith just smiled with the corner of her
mouth and walked away. "Hey. Lilith."
Lilith turned around and looked at him, hand on him. "Don't worry, she won't get pregnant.
And as for the Death Eaters, it's both or neither. If it comes down to it, we'll figure something out."
Lilith nodded her agreement and continued to walk off, leaving Draco in the plot with his last
cigarette.
Lilith walked around the neighborhood aimlessly thinking about stuff. Mostly Death Eaters.
The thought of Draco being disowned was powerful. Lately Draco had been pressing on Lucius's
last nerve. Not only pressing, but full-out stomping on it. The ragged way he wore his school shirt as
if it were merely a tee shirt bought to get dirty in, his tie always hanging loose. The skateboards and
he had stopped slicking back his hair. Lucius despised how long it looked with it waving out and
hanging down around his ears.
What would they do, if one of them wasn't accepted? Where would they go, how would they
live? She knew she could never go through the pain of becoming a Death Eater without Draco. She
was almost positive he wouldn't be capable of going through it alone either. This past summer they
had grown close, a bond that was almost unbreakable.
She was so deep in thought she missed the frame following her. By the time she was aware,
David had already tackled her to the concrete road. She screamed and felt for her wand before
remembering she was not permitted to bring it outside of the house. She was completely helpless
under David, who was screaming at her. She lied there, motionless and silent. She tried to hear what
he was saying, but his words were colours. She saw reds and browns, blacks and dark blues. But
there were no words. Only brutal colours of pain and death. She closed her eyes in time for his fist to
hit the side of her face.
She lashed her hand out and punched him back, then she thought to punch him, and did it
again. After the second punch she remembered the first. She was scared she would die. There was no
one around, the adults were at work, children at daycare. The only people old enough to stay home
during the summer were working or at the skate park by now. Perhaps even parties. The
neighborhood was completely abandoned, and she didn't have the strength or mass to brawl with
such a tall and strong boy.
"Get off of me, you fucking..." BAM. He punched her again,
"I'll kill you! Do you know the humiliation you put me through? All the guys make fun of
me! I can't believe you dumped me you cunt." She was about to punch him again when David
started screaming. He fell off of her and started convulsing on the ground. Lilith stood up and looked
up to see Draco holding out his wand.
Draco looked like he didn't know what was going on. He stared from Lilith to David and
back again. "Oh God. Oh God. Oh God." He said, every time he looked at David writhing on the
ground. "What do I do, Lilith? He'll talk! He'll talk!!" Lilith had no remorse for David, and thought
about telling Draco to leave him to die.
"Lift it. I'll work his memory and make him think he had a seizure or something. Muggle
doctors will come up with something." She said. Draco lifted the curse and sat on the ground. He
stared at a house across the street and said nothing. He looked very pale, and Lilith was worried that
he had freaked himself out too much. But by the time she finished with David, who was passed out,
he looked better. She threw a cigarette at him and he shoved it in his mouth with shaky hands.
"I can't believe I did that. An unforgivable. I just....I came and he was punching you. He
called you a whore and a..." Draco was breathing heavy and was starting to pale again.
Lilith snatched his hand. "Shut up and move. If we're caught here it's all over. Your father
will be busted. You...you shouldn't even have that wand. And, it wasn't an unforgivable.
Thankfully." She said, dragging him behind her.
"It wasn't? I mean...I said it. I...."
"No. I'm not sure what it was, but it wasn't Crucatious. Now keep moving. We need to be
far away from here when someone finds him. Luckily I don't think he'll even remember attacking
me. And as for the ministry, be thankful you are a Malfoy. I am."
Malfoy was calm once they were away from the neighborhood and he led her to the
abandoned church. "Beautiful, isn't it?" He asked. "When father owns this place, it will be mine."
He held his hand up, as if stroking the church.
Lilith stared at him in awe. The way he was standing, the fading sun coming down on his
hair. She could see wings coming from his back. They were the purest white and almost glowed in
the sun. The image was so powerful she reached out to stroke the feathers. She wondered what an
angel would feel like, perhaps like light itself. But her fingers reached out and only felt the air. It
disappointed her, but she felt stupid. Malfoy, Draco Salazar Malfoy with angel wings. How idiotic.
He was no angel. Not even close.
"Draco..." She said, still seeing those wings in her mind, wanting to know how the felt.
Draco turned around and looked at her. "Umm...never mind. It was stupid." She said,
blushing and looking at the church. Draco shrugged and started up the stairs. Lilith ran ahead of him
and met him at the top step. Before he could say something she leaned out and kissed him, running
her hand down the back of his hair.
A/N: That's chapter 2. I leave you with a cliff hanger. Oh, I'm evil. What will Draco do? Will he be
shocked, and stammer "You're like my sister!!" Will he pretend it never happened? Or will he kiss
her back? Perhaps he'll just use her! And what about adorable itty-bitty little Liza? Will she come
back in future chapters? (Actually, she will. I'll give you that much.)