Ineffable. [D. Malfoy]

prologue.

Life is a game of chess

At least that's what Esme mother told her.

That every one of her choices has a suitable placement.

That every movement, every thought, every action...

all leads to taking down the king.

Life is the same.

Choices, actions and every movement reveal critical consequences.

Sometimes for the better or worse.

Her mother taught her how to master the ability to make decisions quickly.

Then Esme began spending time with him.

He became an ever sweet drug that circulated in her veins.

She was hopeless and broken, her persona reflecting an inevitable ending.

But he helped her, guiding her through the midst of obstacles.

It was wrong to fall for him.

She was using him, and as the pieces of her soul eventually came back as one, he was falling apart.

There she sat with him, watching as he gracefully marked his territory on the board.

He won her queen.

"Checkmate," he whispered.

She could smell a hint of peppermint as his warm breath fanned across her face.

She found solicitousness hidden in the depths of his grey eyes, watching as they transformed- melting into a softening silver.

Precise, calculated, careful

And everything collided.

A galaxy full of stars, and it could never take away the beauty of this moment.

Not when he was there with her.

She shoved the chessboard to the side, crashing her lips against his.

If he was the devil, she was his creator.

For her angelic stance lasted so long- until his demons twisted her to become the saviour of his sins.

Then she too was the devil, and he was her creator.