A/N: I don't own Harry Potter
This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Writing Club December
Amber's Attic: 26 - Rancid: Write about sparking someone's interest in something (Bonus)
Scamander's Case: 23 - (trope) enemies to lovers
Marvel Appreciation: 5 - [Plot Point] Write about being held captive.
Winter Funfair
Southern Funfair – Holiday Cards
Northern Funfair - All I Want for Christmas Is You - Mariah Carey - "'Cause I just want you here tonight, Holding on to me so tight" - Write about someone longing to be with their crush/partner
Word Count: 331
The world kept spinning after you were gone.
In some ways, I shouldn't have expected anything different.
We were but pieces in a game of chess, a war that raged, that was rigged from the start. Me, a pawn and you his black queen. The very thought that I could capture your heart, slip my way into your head is so outlandish, so mad no one would have ever thought it possible.
I can still feel your blade pinching my chin, the wetness between my legs.
Who would have ever dreamed that the cold bite of steel would be such an aphrodisiac? You never mistook my moans for pain and you delighted in my pleasure,
delighted in the pain you inflicted upon me.
I reveled at your finesse, reveled at the extent of your madness. I broke at you touch, craving nothing else. My screams of yearning for you filled the hallowed halls. My screams, easily mistaken as a cry for help when all I wanted, all I needed was more of you and the pain you brought.
Whisked away, in a rescue that I never wanted, your love etched on my arm. A slur once upon a time, now a something to call mine own. We'd never meet again as lovers, but as enemies in battle, face to face as tears filed my eyes. As your own heart reached out to mine. Madness shared between us until it wasn't any more and the mental anguish became pleasure again. Anything for one another until the pain reached a new peak and you were shattered, ripped from me by someone who would never, could never understand the connection we shared.
Your lifeless eyes met mine, gone was the light, gone was the madness that kept me sane, and yet, somehow, the world kept turning and turning as I stood surrounded by those who loved me, but forever alone, with only your carved tattoo to remind me of that one beautiful, torturous night.