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The Blind Nymph	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 7423 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N- So as you may have noticed I have now started to post on aff.org once again. This is because I can... I placed a note on my profile telling those who are interested how I was having trouble and I would check back when I could. Well I checked back today and it seems whatever was stopping me from posting has been fixed! Yay! I hope you guys enjoy the chapters, I wanted to get you caught up with where I am on FF.net. A huge thanks to my beta Eclectic Pet for making these and all my chapters possible.

Ginny-

By the time, we gather for dinner I have myself much more under control. Tiny did me the favor of finding me something to wear besides my ratty day clothes. I walk towards our outside dinner table and hear the boys stop talking, as I get close.

“What’s the occasion Red?” Blaise asks and I can hear the appraisal in his tone.

“I just wanted a change. Tiny found it in storage…” I say running my hands down the robes. “I hope you don’t mind?” I ask turning to Draco who hasn’t spoken.

“Not at all. I think they were my grandmothers. I’m surprised anything survived from the attic. I honestly haven’t even looked.” He says casually. “You can use anything you like.”

I nod and take a seat at the table trying to shake off the feeling they’re both staring at me. I can hear them motioning frantically to each other and I have to laugh.

“Is there a problem?” I ask turning between the two men.

“Nothing a well-placed curse or two won’t fix.” Draco says dryly.

I shake my head knowing I won’t get more information from him, so I turn to Blaise. “What have you done?” I ask with a smile.

“Why do you think it’s always my fault?” He asks shifting in his chair.

I lean on the table towards him. I know it’s simply a reaction to Draco’s rejection earlier, but I want him to see, to know that I’m a desirable woman. “Because it’s always your fault.” I say playfully.

There’s a moment of silence before Blaise responds. “I was asking our friend here a few lewd questions.” He explains with amusement.

I sit back up nodding slowly in thought. “Well how much has he told you about our afternoon?” I ask wanting to know exactly what Draco told him about my breakdown.

“Something happen this afternoon?” The smooth boy asks sounding interested.

“I didn’t tell him anything about our private walk.” Draco says casually as if it was nothing very interesting.

“You guys actually have some fun?” Blaise asks, his tone a mix of regret and relief.

“Nothing you’d consider fun.” I say then add after a pause. “No, I’m wrong... I’m sure Zabini would have found taunting Harry very fun.”

Draco takes in a slow breath as if he’s truly cherishing the memory. I try not to let it bother me that pretending to want me is more satisfying to him than actually having me.

“Wait! What?” Blaise presses, eager for the story now.

“We met Potter and company out on our walk.” Draco says in a bemused tone. “Our Ginny here gave them a real piece of her mind.”

“Start from the beginning.” Blaise says obviously eager for any gossip about taking Harry down a notch.

I motion for Draco to tell the story and as I listen, I have to wonder what it was like for the Slytherins back in school. They were a nasty bunch of course, saying and doing horrible things to those they didn’t see as worthy, but thinking back I never really noticed how much school was prejudices against them as well. How the whole school was always rooting against them.

“Wow, you are a firecracker Red.” Blaise says in a tone filled with so much desire I can’t help but blush.

“Down boy.” Draco says bemused by his friend’s reaction.

“I could stand to hear more.” I say flipping my hair a bit and turning my body towards Blaise.

“You could?” They both asked in such unison I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Sometimes a girl likes to hear her praises sung.” I tell them both shaking my head. “I think we could all use a bit of a celebration. Have anything good to drink?” I ask Draco unsure exactly what he had access to.

“I’ll send Tiny for something.” He says getting up and heading for the kitchen.

The moment he’s out of earshot Blaise leans in, his hand moving to my knee in his always-comfortable way.

“Are you trying to make our boy jealous or something?” He asks curiously.

“And if I was?” I ask tilting my head before reaching out to touch his lips. “Would you mind if I used you for one night?”

He licks the tips of my fingers before answering. “I wouldn't mind one bit, but I must warn you. There’s a point where you won’t be able to get enough of me.” He says with confidence.

“I’m willing to risk it. As long as you won’t start following me around like a puppy dog once I’m done with you.” I say putting on heirs of confidence as well.

He leans in closer as his hand slips up the outside of my thigh. “Oh I won’t have to.” He says his lips oh so close to mine now.

“Just tell me Blaise…” I start in a whisper. “...why do you want me?” I ask as I hear my heart pulsing in my ears.

“Merlin Ginny, what a question.” He says sounding more than a little amused. “I’ve wanted you for so long it’s hard to give you just one reason. Mostly I want you because you’re so fucking sexy and you don’t even try.”

“Am I interrupting something?” Draco asks dryly but this time I don’t pull away from his friend.

“A bit, what did you bring?” I ask just turning my head and letting Blaise be the one who moves back.

“A bottle of Emerald Brandy.” He says as he pours some in a glass for each of us.

“Well that sounds good.” I say picking up my glass and holding it up for a toast. “To new paths and new ways.” I say letting them clink their glasses against mine before taking a deep drink.

“Does this mean you’ve decided to join our side after all?” Blaise asks after he takes his own drink.

I run my teeth over my bottom lip, biting slightly to keep myself from thinking too much. Before I answer, I finish off the drink and then smile brightly at him. “A few things came into focus today.” I say thoughtfully.

“So you’re still undecided?” He asks sounding a bit confused.

“Don’t push her.” Draco cuts in filling my glass once more.

“Okay okay, tonight is about fun.” Blaise says patting my knee.

As the night goes on, we all fall into easy conversations about nothing at all. I flirt openly with both men and they in turn compete for my attention. For these few hours, everything seems so simple. These dangerous men have become my new family somehow and I know it started long before I got to really know them.

After the first bottle, I find myself sitting in Blaise’s lap as I enjoy the cool fuzzy feeling of the alcohol filling my head. By the time of the third bottle, we’re all sitting in the grass, a Slytherin to either side of me.

I’m not even sure which of them I’m resting my head on as all I can smell is the fruit bite of the brandy all around us.

“I should put her to bed.” Draco says from the other side of me. So it must be Blaise, which is good.

“I’m taking him to bed.” I tell the ‘master of the house’. “You had your chance.” I say getting to my feet very carefully.

“Ginny…” Draco starts but a motion from Blaise stops him.

“Don’t worry I’ll take care of her mate.” He says getting up next to me.

There’s a definite sigh from Draco’s direction as Blaise leads me away.

“What’s this going to cost me?” I ask him unsure what I even mean as we climb the stairs.

“I know it’s a bit confusing but I’m not actually a whore.” Blaise says without sounding the least bit offended. He actually doesn’t even say the word with a negative tone.

“I mean you helping me to make Draco jealous.” I say as I fall against my bedroom door.

“Ahh that.” He says stepping into my personal space. I feel the rise and fall of his chest as the breaths in my hair. “How much are you willing to give me Red?” He asks his fingers starting to play with the top button of my robe.

“I don’t really know. I’m curious about...” I falter unsure of myself in this area. “Everything.” I tell him finishing strongly.

Without another question, I feel his warm soft lips move against my own. I breathe him in and give up my mouth to his questing tongue. I’ve kissed a few men in my life, this part is nothing really new, but I have to admit Blaise is one of the more skilled partners I’ve had. I let out a soft moan to show my enjoyment while my mind compares him to the only two others that really matter.

Harry was always so soft and his kisses became more and more timid as our relationship went on. Draco on the other hand had been firm and nice, like he wasn’t afraid of breaking me. This kiss though was raw in a new sort of way. I want him, but not out of any feelings I may have, but from a pure desire for pleasure.

When Blaise finally lets us both take in air, he remains silent for a long moment. His thumb brushing softly up and down the column of my neck.

“Merlin Red, I could live the rest of my life in a kiss like that.” He says softly almost to himself.

Then he pulls fully away and opens the door for us. Once I hear the door click closed again, I move towards him to restart where we’d left off. But Blaise puts an arm on my shoulder to hold me at a distance.

“I can’t do it while your drunk Red.” He says with a shake of his head while pulling back from me.

Not willing to take no for an answer so easily I start to unbutton my own robe wanting to show him exactly what he’s saying no to.

“I want this.” I tell him as I drop the robe and move in for another kiss.

“Lava vinolentia.” He casts in a soft voice while I feel a warm wind wash over me.

As my head clears, I force myself not to blush. “Did you think that would change something?” I ask unfastening my bra and letting it drop to the floor before moving towards him once again.

“I honestly did.” He says in a bemused tone. “Ginny, you sure, you sure you want it to be me?” He asks but I can already feel him moving closer.

I lick my lips trying to ignore the nervousness in my stomach. “I want to lose myself tonight, and I don’t think you’ll mind me using you for your body.”

I can feel the static of his hands hovering just above my skin, waiting for the final approval.

“Tomorrow we’re still friends… nothing more.” I tell him firmly.

“This is just sex.” He says as he finally touches me, his hands running down the length of my arms.

“Just sex.” I repeat as he consumes me with a heated kiss once again.

Draco-

“I don’t really know. I’m curious about...” I watch as she decides exactly what to say to him. “Everything.” She tells him firmly.

I clutch my wand tightly fighting the urge to hex my best friend in a million different ways. This is her decision and I’m the one that said no before.

When I hear her moan into his lips, I turn my back and retreat from the scene as fast as I can. I had no right to follow them up the stairs to start with. I hear her door close behind them like it was spelled to be heard throughout the forest.

Once outside I start to pace. Half of me wants to go up and break their little lovefest up, the other half knows that won’t do anything for me in the end. If she wanted to find a bed warmer for the night, I could do the same damn thing.

I start to go over all the places I could go to pick up some random little slut before I remember I’ve already used my town visit this week. Wand still in hand I blast a random destructive spell at the ground in my frustration.

If I had really been thinking I would have already fixed the fireplace in the living room so I could use it for communication. Then I could have called one of my groupies to me. I could have taken her in every room of the house, loudly so that Ginny was sure to hear and know what we were up to.

With a growl, I push my sleeves up and march back into the house. I know I won’t be able to sleep while Blaise is upstairs tasting the flesh that was rightfully mine. So I do the only other thing I can think of and start to rebuild the fucking fireplace.

The next morning a sharp pain to the middle finger of my left hand wakes me. Opening my eyes, the room seems too bright as the hangover hits me in full force. My body is stiff all over and I can’t even think of where I must be.

Giving my eyes a moment to adjust I can at least take in where the pain is coming from. My father’s owl Ares is happily pecking at my hand.

“Get off you dumb bird.” I say waving it away before I take stalk of myself.

It seems at some point I’d fallen asleep wedged against the wall of the living room. Turning so my back is pressed to the wall, I notice the scroll the blasted bird must have brought. Groaning in pain, I pick up the letter and open it.

Lieutenant Malfoy,

You are to report to me as soon as you receive this missive. I care little for your state of being. The longer I am kept waiting the worse it will be for you. As I will be reviewing your probation this morning, I suggest you arrive promptly.

~General Lucius Malfoy

I groan again not really in the mood or condition to deal with him this morning, but if I don’t show promptly, he’ll know something is off. I think about telling Ginny where I’m going, but then I remember who was probably still with her. I shake my head and head outside where I can Apparate to the Manor. I give my face a good rub and run my fingers through my hair before I head home.

To my surprise, it’s my mother who’s waiting for me as I entered the large house. She smiles at me and kisses each of my cheeks.

“I convinced your father this could be done over a family breakfast.” She says before taking my arm and leading me to the casual dining room.

As we enter, my father is already sitting at the head of the table looking over his messages for the day.

“It seems your subordinate Blaise Zabini has gone AWOL. Do you know anything about that?” He asks without even a greeting.

“He probably got drunk and fell into some girl’s bed last night. I’m sure he’ll be back on duty by the end of today.” I say as mother shows me to my usual seat before moving around the table to take her own.

“That seems in character for his record.” Father says before looking up at me. “But we are here to talk about your record.” He adds before taking in my state of dress.

“It seems a bit fast for a review.” I tell him ignoring the house elf that serves our food. I work very hard not to jump on the coffee as it’s poured.

“I know I make things hard for you, but that’s only because I want your men to respect you when all's said and done. That Captain Nott may have rank above you, but does anyone respect him?” Father asks sipping his tea.

“No.” I have to agree on this point. Everyone knows how Nott got his position.

“Obviously or you wouldn’t have felt the power to hex him and friend.”

“They were in my tent.” Draco grumbled under his breath for what felt like the thousandth time.

“Yes, you’ve said. But that doesn’t not mean there are no privileges to being my son. This review is one of them.” Lucius continues.

“Thank you father, but what exactly is it you have to review, and why did it mean I had to come without a shower.” I ask sipping the coffee slowly as I let it restore my higher functions.

“I wanted to see how you were truly living. If you were still on military time you would have been up and showered already.” He points out.

“I had a late night with some repairs last night.” I say thinking I’ll have to go over every inch of the fireplace before I move forward. Drunk repairs were never a good idea.

“Hm, good, how is the cottage coming?” He asks setting down everything to give him his complete attention.

“Well I think. I’m nearly done with the upstairs; I just have to re-floor the master suite.” I say giving my full attention back to him.

“Why didn’t you do the master suite before the guest room?” He asks but he doesn’t really sound like he cares.

“There was more work to be come with the Master suite. It was just smarter to fix the room I could do quickly so I could move into the house.”

“Hm.” He makes a sound that’s neither approval nor discouragement.

“Well it sounds like you’re doing very well my love.” Mother says giving me a warm smile. “I’m glad you’ve kept focused on the task at hand.”

About to take a sip of my coffee I set it down as her words set off an alarm in my head. “Why wouldn’t I be focused mother?” I ask looking to her. I’ve been better at reading her over anything my father may give away.

“I just mean, boys your age... pretty girls can be very distracting.” She says nervously and my father cuts her a severe look.

I feel a chill descend upon me as I look at my father. “Father, why am I here?”

“How long did you really think to keep your activities from my notice?” He asks picking up his fork as if this conversation was of no consequence. “An agent has been dispatched to the house, and hopefully he’ll come back with the girl so you don’t get yourself into trouble.”

I jump to my feet ready to head right back to the cottage and defend her if I have to. “I was handling this.”

“Yes, you’ve had plenty of time to handle whatever it is you think you were doing. When Lieutenant Elrose returns with her in hand, then all will be forgotten.”

“You sent Elrose after her?” I ask already heading for the door.

“You’ll be too late; he’s had plenty of time to subdue the blind child.”

Ginny-

I sigh happily, as I run lazy fingers over Blaise’s firm chest. The night with him was exactly what I needed. He surpassed his reputation from school and I has me wondering if we could have another go before he left. As I run my fingers down to lower regions, I can feel that he’s having the same idea.

“Morning Bella.” He says with a chuckle. “I do wish I could let you finish that.” He adds with a sigh before removing my hand. “But I have to go before anyone notes I’m missing. Need to make sure your pretty little head is safe.”

I give him my best pout and lay back in the soft bed. Only now remembering who gave me the bed to begin with.

“Do you think he’ll be mad?” I ask as I hear Blaise moving around the room to retrieve his clothes.

“Oh yes, I expect to be thoroughly cursed when I show my face back here. That being said it might be a little bit. Let him cool off.”

“You’re going to leave me alone with him?” I ask with a laugh.

“I think you can handle him, you have a natural defense.” He says easily.

“Oh what is that?” I ask as I try not to let anything break my good mood.

“Perfect tits are a good start.” He says and by the way his movements have stopped, I guess he’s enjoying the view of mine.

I reach under my pillow for where I usually keep my wand so I can hex him when I realize with a moment of panic it isn’t there. The panic doubles when I feel a wand like implement trace over my nipple.

“You shouldn’t leave this lying around.” Blaise says before dropping the wand on my chest.

“I guess I won’t hex you this time.” I say taking the tool and shoving it under the pillow where it belongs.

“Thanks.” He says leaning down and taking my lips in a quick kiss. “See you around.”

“Mmhumm.” I say closing my eyes and deciding I’ll stay in bed until Draco comes to wake me.

Blaise just laughs before heading out.

I’m only dozing when I hear the door open again. I’m about to ask Draco what kind of manners he has; when the smell leather and chocolate drift from the person. My mouth goes dry and my hand tightens around the wand as I work very hard not to panic.

“I know you’re not sleeping, so why don’t you just put both hands where I can see them.” Derek says in a tone filled with bitter anger.

“Draco doesn't like visitors at this hour.” I tell him before quickly rolling out of the bed to break his view of me, crouching down beside it. Well at least I hope I’ve broken the view.

“Sadly Draco was pulled away on important business.” Derek says before using a well-placed diffindo spell to blow up my cover.

I move away as soon as I hear the words and rush towards where I last heard his voice. Hoping that he hasn’t thought to move I cast a full body bind. I hear the defensive spell and my spell bounce off harmlessly.

He lets me bowl right into him and grabs me around the waist thinking that it would make me defenseless.

“That’s it baby, come to your master.” He says before he feels the end of my wand.

I laugh as him before casting the tongue-locking spell he’d used on me, then kneeing him in the balls. As he whimpers and falls to his knees, I can’t help but feel powerful.

“How does it feel to know you’re going to die?” I ask as my hand grabs a chunk of his hair and jerks his head back. I do the full body bind now and kick him so he falls to the ground completely.

I can hear him struggling to curse me out as I search around for his wand. Once I feel the stick in my hand, I move it close to his face feeling his expression so I know he’s looking right at it as a break the thing in half.

“Got your eye fixed I see.” I say laughing all the while. It feels so heady to have such power over someone that had made me so afraid before. “Let me fix that for you.” I tell him before driving a piece of wand into each of his eyes.

He wants to scream, but I’ve really taken that from him too. I get up slowly making him suffer while I stand to my full height. Putting a bare foot on his neck I know I hate this man enough to do a spell, I had never before considered even trying.

“Avada Kedavra!” I said with my entire being.

As the magic flows through me I was surprised by how deliciously wonderful it made me feel. It vibrated every single cell in my body as I felt him go cold and limp under my foot.

Draco-

“Avada Kedavra!” I hear as I run by the stairs to Ginny’s room.

The sight that greets me as I get to the doorway seems to make my brain stall. There was the witch I’d been dreaming about for the last few months. A stark naked Ginny Weasley, her hair wild as bits of magic crackle in the strands. Her hands and chest are splattered with blood as she laughs in pure joy of what she’s just done.

I look down at the body of Derek Elrose. Remnants of a wand sticking from his eyes and his dead face contorted in horror.

Some truly dark part of me wanted to have her right there on the bloody floor. I shake off the feeling though as in her mood I can see it would be very dangerous to act upon.

“Ginny?” I ask unsure what to do exactly.

She looks up in my direction and shakes her head as if she’s trying to shake away a dream. “Did I just kill him?” She asks sounding a bit confused, but not exactly upset.

“Yes you did.” I tell her taking a single step into the room.

“He thought I was weak.” She says nodding ever so slightly.

“He was undeserving.” I tell her before taking another step.

“I just killed someone.” She says taking a careful step back from the body. “I should be upset. Right?”

“That depends completely on you.” I tell her just noticing the mess of the bed.

“I don’t feel upset.” She tells me shaking her head.

“You may still be in shock.” I warm carefully, unsure myself what this reaction means.

“He was scum, and he deserved to die.” She tells me nodding still. “I deserved to kill him.” She says with a bit of pride in her voice.

“You absolutely did.” I agree carefully moving towards her. “And I’m sorry to cut your enjoyment short, but we have other worries now.”

“They know I’m here.” She nods making the connection quickly.

She’s a brilliant witch, but the quick connection tells me she’s probably not actually in shock.

“Exactly. Now they’ll give him a few hours before they come looking. You need to clean up and make a very hard decision.” I tell her resting my hand on her arm.

“There is no decision.” She says shaking her head and turning to face me. “I mean... They’ll never accept me, not now, and I don’t want them to.”

“You’re still coming down from your first truly dark spell.” I tell her not wanting to seem as if I’m pushing her. “Go take a quick bath. I’ll clean up here.”

“Okay.” She nods turning her head towards the body. “I didn’t make too much of a mess did I?”

“It’s fine.” I tell her and nudge her towards the door.

When she gets to the doorway, she stops and turns back to me. “Is it supposed to be better than sex?” She asks very seriously.

“Sometimes, but maybe you should try different partners.” I say as I move towards the body.

“For which one?” She asks with a grin before leaving me to the body.

“Both!” I yell unable to keep myself from grinning. I know I should still be upset by the fact Blaise had actually shared her bed last night, but as it had led to the dark goddess I walked in on, I can’t hold the grudge. At least not at the moment.

“Teeny, Tiny?” I call out to the elves and they both quickly appear in front of me.

“Master?” They say in unison their ears lowering as they look around at the mess. “Mistress?” They ask with worry in their tone.

“Is cleaning herself up. I need help with this. Go get Ginny another of my grandmother’s robes. Make sure it’s well suited to her. Then take this…” I kick the body lightly with my toe. “...to my father.”
With a single nod, they went to work. I can’t help but smile. Today started out horrible, but it’s really looking up now. I go down to collect my own things. I want to look presentable if Ginny decides to face my Lord today.
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