the devil's advocate

xv. the screams of echo

her name:
         profanity
         blasphemy
         with the sweet aftertaste
                                   of a prayer
a growl in his throat
               miss palmer

there was a storm
in his eyes
           (greyer than his morals)

in them
there was a violent calm
a warning of lighting and thunder
if i had known
your strategy was
contacting miss granger
                     (mud-blood, dirty blood)
i wouldn't have hired you
at all

he didn't raise his voice
   not after seeing
    draco's reaction

jessamine answered
            with mischief
that's exactly why i didn't tell you
mr. malfoy

she had a scythe for a tongue
          a mausoleum of a heart
      and
           tender eyes behind her glasses
that could fool anyone into believing
                                     she was an angel

jessamine didn't have
skeletons in the closet
she had
corpses buried in the garden
                          and somehow
                          that was much worse

he snapped
you are (rotten blood)
unbearable

she bit back
that's something
we seem to have
in common

lucius hated her
for they were
                       opposites
if                         equals
the world was a stage
lucius and jessamine
were
two actors
playing the same role
in different theaters

the devil's advocate sighed
look, mr. malfoy
i understand your motives
                               i really do
                                (not a lie)
i understand your prejudices and
your hostility towards granger
       i don't like her much either

draco frowned
            (once he was able to breathe)
why would you dislike granger?
she's (a muggle-born)
like you

jessamine rolled her eyes
that doesn't make her
any less annoying

then
a knock on the door
ethan!                (unexpected guest)
an old friend cursed with the face
                                              of a ghost
why are you here?
i'm with a client

he mumbled
i'm here to talk to you
about simon

lightning stroke
the garden caught fire
as
jessamine's soul cracked
                        no no no no
                        please don't
                        please leave

no, thank you
i don't want to hear it

their tragedy had been buried
turning the garden into a tomb
she could still hear
the screams of echo
as flames consumed their eden

he cried
jess
i'm sorry

she cried
make it stop
simon

he was the melancholy that never left
the torturous remains of the past
jessamine
was desperate to break free from