"Seriously? This is my assistant?" Mr. Malfoy complained as he stared at the girl in front of him. "You could've chosen anybody except Diggorys sister?"
The women at the front desk just looked down ashamed, but not once did Mr. Malfoys eyes leave L...
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"It's okay."
Lucille hadn't shown up to work in two days.
She had told Cedric she was sick, and that she shouldn't be around people but the main reason was because of Mr. Malfoy. She couldn't help but wonder. Wonder if he knew what he was doing. Wonder who the hell that girl was with him.
She knew she should've- but she didn't look to see if he'd pulled away from the kiss before she ran out of the cafe.
It hurt her heart.
And she knew it shouldn't have, because she thought that the sex they had been doing was without feelings. But Lucille did gain feelings because the way she views it, is she gave him her body and expects not to grow something for him. She wasn't like those girls who could go out and have a one night stand- because she just wanted to be loved.
Lucille cursed herself for gaining feelings.
She didn't want to- but everything he did for her made her feel like she was floating. He defended her against her ex boyfriend who's still in the hospital, he made her have the greatest orgasms she'd ever had and he'd talked to her- treated her like she'd never been treated.
She was laying in her bed right now, her nose red and puffy from crying because she had a dream of when her and Jack were together. It was a terrible dream- something nobody should have to experience when their body is trying to relax.
When there was a knock at her door, she didn't want to answer it. So she let out a shaky come in, and didn't even look to see who had entered the room.
"Lucy."
She knew that voice; it would always bring her comfort. Her brother would always be able to calm her down and he did most of the time during these two days, he would buy her gummy bears or get her favorite snacks and watch a movie with her.
He didn't care if he got sick- not that she even was sick.
"I need you to tell me the truth," he started gently, his voice growing closer. "I won't be mad. I swear to you I won't be mad."
Lucille let out a shaky breathe, and began to shift in her sheets, wanting to just get a hug from Cedric. But if this was what she thought it was about- she didn't believe that he wasn't going to be mad. "You can sit," she mumbled softly, her eyes swollen and she didn't care.
The bed weight shifted, and he took a seat right next to her. "Lizzie told me that Draco showed up at the cafe you guys were eating at." Lucille nearly flinched when he said Dracos name. "And that he kissed someone and you ran out. Lucille- I won't be mad if you've grown to like him. But please just tell me the truth."
Her eyes started to fill up with water, and she looked down in pity. Pity, and shame. She was so ashamed of herself to think that them having sex was anything else besides just a good fuck.
He noticed that she stayed silent, and also noticed that her eyes were filling up and once he did he was pulling her into his chest and she sobbed silently, her tears flowing down her cheeks and onto her shirt.
"I swear I didn't- I didn't mean to-." She whimpered, and he rubbed her back calmly, whispering sweet nothings in her ears.
"It's okay," he reassured her.
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When Lucille woke up she didn't even know that she'd fallen asleep.
But she had gotten up, and went to her bathroom to look on the mirror and what she saw nearly broke her into sobs again.
Her nose was red, her hair was in a tangled bun and she had severe bags under her eyes. She didn't know what time it was, but it had to be around the evening time because the sun was starting to set.
Lucille started to take off her clothes that she's been in for days, and slipped them off while undoing her bun. She stepped into the shower, turning it all the way to hot and started to get her hair wet so she could at least wash it.
And she couldn't help but think about the things that Mr. Malfoy had said to her.
"He will never touch you again."
"You don't understand how badly I want to kiss you right now."
"God your so fucking hot."
"I wouldn't do that to you without your permission. Anybody else I could care less about."
Lucille finally rinsed out her hair, and started to add conditioner because she couldn't get him out of her head. She had actually started to grow mad at herself for how deeply effected she was towards him.
Once she was done with her shower, she stepped out and dried herself off, adding lotion to her delicate skin. The skin that Draco used to touch and now he wouldn't ever touch her again- ever. She slipped on a baggy sweater, and some shorts while making her way back into her room. She didn't care to charm her hair dry, why would she?
It's not like she had the mentality to do much.
When she walked down the stairs, she saw Cedric sitting on the couch watching a muggle movie and when she saw her favorite food on the table she mustered up a small smile and immediately went to eat.
"You didn't have to, bubs." She smiled and when Cedric saw her smile on his face he smiled too.
She ate her food, and cuddle up on the couch with him watching the muggle movie.
But then the door bell rang, and Lucille flinched but Cedric was getting up to open the door and as soon as he did Lucille stopped breathing at who was standing there.
Mr. Malfoy.
She wouldn't dare call him ever Draco ever again, not with the way she left him.
