Leigh!fic- Revenge (1/1)- Cormac McLaggen/Lisa Turpin
Title: Revenge (1/1)
Author: Leigh, aka leigh_adams
Characters: Cormac McLaggen/Lisa Turpin
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 500
Summary: How could she have been so stupid?
Author’s Notes: This was written for hp_humpdrabbles . The prompt was Undo It by Carrie Underwood.
Normally bubbly and happy, Lisa’s anger seemed to boil beneath the surface as she stormed through her lover’s- or rather, her ex-lover’s-flat. The coffee table, the sofas, bookshelves, it all went flying in front of her wand, crashing down onto the floor. A piece of a vase flew up from the melee, cutting Lisa on the cheek, but she didn’t even feel it. She was beyond feelings; numb to everything but sheer rage.
Her vindictive frenzy paused at the bedroom door, heart stopping when the object of so many nights loomed large in her vision. She shut her eyes tightly, trying to hold back the hot tears that prickled so close, but a few crystalline drops spilled out, cutting a wet path down her cheeks. And closing her eyes couldn’t stop the memories.
Bodies trembling, Lisa’s hips rose to meet his thrusts, arching off the bed and into him. She loved this- she loved him- and told him so, whispering, “I love you,” in the dark air of the bedroom.
Cormac didn’t say anything- he never did- and instead, continued to kiss and nibble at her neck, his hands roaming over her breasts as he moved inside of her. “You’re so beautiful, Lisa,” he rasped hoarsely in her ear. He trailed his lips across her sweaty skin, pausing to take a pink, pert nipple between his lips.
Gasping, her fingertips found purchased on his muscular back, holding him to her. What he did to her, what he made her feel, was more than any other man she’d ever met before. Making love with Cormac was everything she’d ever wanted.
How could she have been so stupid? Mandy had tried to warn her, even Roger- dear, sweet Roger- had, in his own, quiet way, made his feelings on her attachment known. But she hadn’t cared, not until the night her world had shattered.
The moaning coming from the bedroom was Lisa’s first clue that something wasn’t right, as no one had heard the crack of Apparition when she’d arrived. Tiptoeing across the living room, she peeked in the slightly-ajar bedroom door.
Her heart and jaw dropped, eyes widening and filling up with tears when she saw Pansy Parkinson, her long black hair trailing down her naked back, astride Cormac, both their faces contorted in pleasure. Neither of them noticed her, they were so wrapped up in one another.
Heart crushed and tears streaming down her face, Lisa backed away, Apparating away as soon as her shaking hands found her wand.
Shaking herself out of her reverie, Lisa lifted her wand and summoned all of the hand-tailored suits out of his closet, commanding them to fly into a pile on the bed. Overnight, her hurt had melted into anger; how could someone be so callous with another’s feelings, especially love? He hadn’t even tried.
With a wave of her wand, she watched in smug satisfaction as his precious suits were ripped to shreds in front of her eyes. So he’d done with her heart, so she would do with his belongings.
Author: Leigh, aka leigh_adams
Characters: Cormac McLaggen/Lisa Turpin
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 500
Summary: How could she have been so stupid?
Author’s Notes: This was written for hp_humpdrabbles . The prompt was Undo It by Carrie Underwood.
Normally bubbly and happy, Lisa’s anger seemed to boil beneath the surface as she stormed through her lover’s- or rather, her ex-lover’s-flat. The coffee table, the sofas, bookshelves, it all went flying in front of her wand, crashing down onto the floor. A piece of a vase flew up from the melee, cutting Lisa on the cheek, but she didn’t even feel it. She was beyond feelings; numb to everything but sheer rage.
Her vindictive frenzy paused at the bedroom door, heart stopping when the object of so many nights loomed large in her vision. She shut her eyes tightly, trying to hold back the hot tears that prickled so close, but a few crystalline drops spilled out, cutting a wet path down her cheeks. And closing her eyes couldn’t stop the memories.
Bodies trembling, Lisa’s hips rose to meet his thrusts, arching off the bed and into him. She loved this- she loved him- and told him so, whispering, “I love you,” in the dark air of the bedroom.
Cormac didn’t say anything- he never did- and instead, continued to kiss and nibble at her neck, his hands roaming over her breasts as he moved inside of her. “You’re so beautiful, Lisa,” he rasped hoarsely in her ear. He trailed his lips across her sweaty skin, pausing to take a pink, pert nipple between his lips.
Gasping, her fingertips found purchased on his muscular back, holding him to her. What he did to her, what he made her feel, was more than any other man she’d ever met before. Making love with Cormac was everything she’d ever wanted.
How could she have been so stupid? Mandy had tried to warn her, even Roger- dear, sweet Roger- had, in his own, quiet way, made his feelings on her attachment known. But she hadn’t cared, not until the night her world had shattered.
The moaning coming from the bedroom was Lisa’s first clue that something wasn’t right, as no one had heard the crack of Apparition when she’d arrived. Tiptoeing across the living room, she peeked in the slightly-ajar bedroom door.
Her heart and jaw dropped, eyes widening and filling up with tears when she saw Pansy Parkinson, her long black hair trailing down her naked back, astride Cormac, both their faces contorted in pleasure. Neither of them noticed her, they were so wrapped up in one another.
Heart crushed and tears streaming down her face, Lisa backed away, Apparating away as soon as her shaking hands found her wand.
Shaking herself out of her reverie, Lisa lifted her wand and summoned all of the hand-tailored suits out of his closet, commanding them to fly into a pile on the bed. Overnight, her hurt had melted into anger; how could someone be so callous with another’s feelings, especially love? He hadn’t even tried.
With a wave of her wand, she watched in smug satisfaction as his precious suits were ripped to shreds in front of her eyes. So he’d done with her heart, so she would do with his belongings.