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Falling into Destiny	By : Demonic_Host Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 11026 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Falling into Destiny

Chapter Two

The morning chill had set in, causing you to clench your covers closer to your body. You, most of all, felt the cold down to your bones with acute awareness. Unlike the witches and wizards around you, your body did not keep itself warm while you were asleep. In fact, almost all bodily systems were shut down while you gathered energy. Less wasteful that way you supposed. Still, it didn't help you feel comfortable in the winter mornings.

Languidly you pulled back the covers and winced at the colder air. There was no point in delaying the inevitable; you had to get up and face the cold world at some point. Your feet found the slippers by the bedside with ease as you reached for your wand. You activated the temperature controlling feature in the room. The liquid in the pool went from it's clear inactive state, resembling that of a water fountain, to looking like it was lit from underneath by red lights. The sound of the liquid moving through the system to start to heat up the room intermixed with the sound of the Black lake lapping at the windows.

As you got up you noticed that none of the seventh year girls were in their own full sized bed. Not even the one that had been there when you had first gone to 'sleep'. You raised a light colored eyebrow at that before shrugging. It was none of you business - or at least you shouldn't want for it to be any of your business.

Plucking your thick robe from the armour beside your bed, you slid it on and started for the slytherin girl's shower room. This early in the morning there was usually no other girls in there. Which was exactly what you prefered. You hung your robe on the far side the wall, way out of the way of the spray, as well as a towel before moving over to the large column in the middle. It was large enough to have ten different faucets and shower heads without anyone having their elbow room invaded even when it was filled up. In the connected room there was a few large clawfoot tubs for lounging. Each of those had a curtain for privacy to be pulled around it which made the tubs the more suited for those who were modest.

Of course, modesty had been something that you seemed to innately lack. You just had never quite gotten the same feeling about your body as you had seen the other slytherin girls react with. It was almost like shame or physical embarrassment - you honestly couldn't place it. Though you had learned early on how to be modest, so you had never had any indecency problems. It was just not something you had ever felt. Which was why you were perfectly fine showering in the large, open room.

Besides, you were going to enjoy the fact that you were the only one in the shower for reasons other than modesty. The hot water beat down on you with an unmatched pressure, bringing warmth back into your skin if only for the moment. You rolled your head as you let the water beat down on your shoulder, your mind drifting to your latest energy gathering.

At least, that's what you prefer to call your nightly activities - energy gathering. You knew a lot of other people would call it feeding. Both were truthful; the energy gathering just made you feel as though you hadn't quite removed the fact that the people you visited in your dreams were still human. That they were still alive with their own feelings and thoughts. Feeding made it sound much more like you thought of people as nothing more than cattle.

Regardless of what it was called you had a nice night, all things considering. There had been plenty of sexual energy in the air around the Slytherin house. What with all the bed hopping of the winter months going on it was almost like taking candy from a baby to drain the excess energy out of people through their dreams. You tried not to take too much, honestly you did, so that the other students wouldn't be impacted in their own day to day lives. But you wouldn't deny the fact that you had enjoyed harvesting energy from Blaise a little more than you should have. After all, he was rather good looking and that didn't change in his sleep nor in yours. There was also the fact that it had been all too easy - his energy practically jumped out at you the moment you entered his dream. And like the good cambion you were, you sucked what you could out of him without leaving a lasting impression. Or so you thought.

It wasn't until your skin start to prune up that you decided you had enough time reflecting in the shower. Quickly you finished cleaning up and turned the water off. You walked to one of the walls and pulled the towel around you before doing the same thing with your robe. Then it was on to spending some of your hard earned energy drying your hair and your skin before you could go into the powder room and out into the hallway.

Once you got to the hallway you realized that someone had been waiting for you. His dark skin had an attractive gleam to you; fresh from a vigorous dream. The blood pumped so steadily just below the surface and his energy practically danced all over his skin. Though if you were honest it wasn't just his energy it was his magic too. Wizards were always the better feed because of that.

He was silent when he moved in; silent and cold. No one could ever accuse Blaise Zabini of being boisterous or too tender hearted. You knew exactly what he was doing when he started to back you up against the wall, yet your voice still came out to question him.

"What do you think you're doing?" You hissed at him quietly.

You didn't want to draw attention to the situation after all. Seeing as how the dungeon chambers had a way of echoing like none other in the castle, that meant that you had to keep your voice down.

Instead of a verbal response, you felt Blaise's hand run down from your cheek all the way to your shoulder. It was a feather light touch but not without it's own kind of pressure. That wasn't the startling part. Oh no - that was reserved for the look in his eyes. The look reminded you too much of someone who had been put under the unforgivable Imperius curse. His eyes were too still, too determined. That, over anything else, is what chilled you to the bone and kept you in place; the knowledge that you had taken his energy so much in the dream that it was part of his waking mind was bone chilling.

You felt Blaise's warm hand travel down from your shoulder to your hand even through your thick robe. He took a step forward as he curled his fingers around yours. His other hand went straight to your padded waist as your back finally touched the cold stone wall. And just like that you felt the searing heat of his lips against yours, drawing you into the start of a dance which you found very hard to turn down. Your body ignited under his touch even as you tried to hold still. You eyes lit up, turning once stormy blue into the color of polished, blue topaz. You could feel his energy slowly sliding from his body into yours, oh so slowly as though it's only purpose was to tease you.

That wasn't the only thing you could feel from him. His skin heated up when your hands found their way to his face. Sparks, unseen by him but felt by you, based from his body into yours. He was delicious. And as he moved his body closer to yours you found out just how ready he was for you. The bulge in his sleepwear only fueled your bodily instincts all the more.

You turned your face away from him with a gasp. Not from a need to breath but in an honestly surprised reaction with yourself.

"Stop, Blaise... stop," you tried to reach what was left of his mind.

Of course your voice sounded like it was egging him on, even to your own ears. Once stimulated your body really did have a mind of it's own. What else could be expected from the daughter of an incubus?

Blaise rolled his hips against you, teasing oh so teasing. You clenched your fists tightly, even though they were still by his face, in an attempt to maintain some form of control. His eyes were burning even in their eery stillness. Burning hot with need and desire. There was so much promise in the slant of his eyes, in the curve of his mouth. If such a thing could happen your mouth would have gone dry.

"Is that what you want?"

Even his voice sounded enthralled. Oh gods above, what had you done? You own wild eyes searched his face, your body arching into him of it's own accord as he gripped your hips. You could practically feel the pulsing of his lower organ matching pace with his heart beat.

"Yes," you managed to get out as you squeezed your eyes closed.

Blaise slowly pulled back and you felt a sharp loss. The cold air of the corridor seemed more prevalent now than before. But the look in his eyes and over his lips was still warm, still full of promises. What have you done?

"Tonight," he promised as he moved away from you and started down the hall.

Your breathing caught in your throat as you leaned most of your weight against the wall. Your hand went up to your neck just to feel the erratic and quick paced rhythm of your heart as it pounded away. You had said no to him once...would you be able to do it again tonight?

Somehow not having the answer felt worse because within that uncertainty, there was a large voice telling you 'why should you?'. And it was in that voice that you feared for the shreds of your humanity.
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