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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- Thanks again to Eclectic Pet my awesomely awesome beta for helping me to revise this story!

Ginny-
I walk back into camp in a better mood than I’ve been in months, maybe years. Syler thinks I could really learn to Apparate again. The way he just pushes past my injury and tells me I’m different but whole fills me with a hope I’d lost that day in the woods with Bellatrix.
I skip going back to my tent and decide to make my way to my fathers. When I hear movement, I smile brightly.
“Dad, I think I want to tr…” I trail off as I realize he isn’t alone. I smell grass and dirt with a hint of something that tells me exactly who’s in the tent with my father. “What are you doing back so soon?” I ask in a cold tone.
“Ginny, we were looking for you earlier.” My father says sounding a bit uncomfortable. “Where have you been?”
“I went for a walk.” I lie and narrow my useless eyes. “What’s he doing here?” I ask again.
Harry finally speaks. “There has been a Death Eater sighting in the woods.” he answers and I can tell he’s upset. “This is exactly what I’m talking about, they’ll be able to keep a better eye on her.” he says and I can tell he’s talking to my father.
“Her, is obviously standing a few feet from you. So what are you talking about?” I ask as I cross my arms over my chest.
“Harry thinks it would be best if we shifted your camp Ginny Bean.” My father explains and I can hear the frown in his voice.
“To where?” I ask in a deadly tone.
“Mongo’s Eleventh.” Harry answers with a cold tone.
“No.” I say firmly and turn from both of them. The hopeful feeling Syler had given me before now being sucked away once again.
“I can order you to go Ginny.” Harry says as he follows me. “We’re just doing what’s bes…” I swing around and cut him off.
“Best for you!” I snap and poke him in the chest. “I’m not going to a hospital camp Harry James Potter, and if you try and make me I’ll punch you in the nose again and leave.” I state firmly.
He laughs coldly. ‘Where are you going to go Ginny?”
“I’ll live in the woods like a wild savage before I go to a hospital camp.” I snap. “There’s nothing wrong with me. Actually I’ve decided I wish to learn to Apparate.” I state and straighten my back.
“Now you’re just being stupid. Do you know how dangerous any of what you just said would be for someone like you?” he asks and sighs like I’m being a child.
“I don’t care.” I keep firm. “I’m sick and tired of living in a glass bubble, so you’re NOT sending me to a more secure one!” I say and stomp my foot for effect.
“I’m your commanding officer and you’ll do as I say.” he says just as firmly.
I laugh in his face. “I was discharged! You’re no longer my commanding anything.” I snap back to him.
“As long as you’re living in one of the Order’s camps I’m responsible for you so you’ll listen to what I say.”
“That’s why I plan on leaving, remember?” I ask and turn my back to him so I can stomp away. He grabs my shoulder and moves me so I’m facing him once again.
“You can’t leave.” he orders still having a firm grasp on my shoulder.
“Am I a prisoner then? Because that’s the only way, I’m staying. You’ll have to lock me up or tie me down.”
“Stop being this way and listen to reason. You’ll be safer at one of the hospital camps.” he pleads with me.
“I don’t want to be safer; I want to be more useful. This is my war too and the fact that some bloody bitch cursed my sight away gives me more reason to fight not less!” I growl back at him.
“Fine then be stupid and stay here.” he let go of my arm as he yells.
“I will!” I yell back then turn to head towards my own tent. I’m still fuming even though I’ve gotten what I wanted. Why did they all feel the need to take care of me all the freaking time?
I’m so wrapped up in my anger that I’m not really paying attention to the sounds around me. I soon collide with a large solid object and fall on my ass in an, oh so graceful, way. I frown up at the thing I hit and feel around to see what it was. When my hand lands on a shoe, I flush and pull it back. “Sorry.” I say then I feel a hand on my arm.
“My fault.” the man says as he helps me up. “I wasn’t paying attention, didn’t know pretty girls stomped through this camp without looking where they’re going.” he says and laughs at his own joke.
I thought he was making fun of me at first and then I realize he didn’t know who I was. “You must be new here then.” I say and smile as I keep my head down.
“Joined up a few days ago. I’m traveling with the Field Marshal for my first few weeks.” The man says and I can hear him shift from one foot to the other.
“The git is back that way.” I say and move to step around the man when he chuckles.
“Never really heard someone from this side call Harry Potter a git.” he says lightly.
“Most women call their cheating ex-boyfriends gits.” I say as I turn back in his direction. “Or worse…”
“Cheating…Does that mean you’re not seeing him anyone?” The man shifts gears very quickly. I figure I better let him know who I was before this went too far.
I look up at him and smile wickedly. “Not seeing much of anything lately.” I tell him sarcastically and he actually laughs.
“Oh, I’m…Yeah..” He stumbled over his words as he tried to stop his chuckles. “Let me start again. Derrick Elrose and you are?” he asked as he got himself under control.
“Ginny Weasley.” I tell him as I try and place his name, I feel like I know it for some reason. “Didn’t you used to play Quidditch at Hogwarts?” I ask feeling like his name had a connection to the game.
“Yeah, back in the day. Was never super great at it, but good enough to make the Slytherin team at least.” I blink at him a few times. We didn’t have many Slytherins on our side.
“No wonder Harry wants you by his side; he never did trust a Slytherin.” I tell him openly.
“Yeah I think you’re right, but at least I get to meet pretty girls this way.” he said smoothly. “So you never really gave me an answer, are you single?” He pressed to my surprise.
“Does it really matter?” I ask with a frown on my lips.
“Well I guess not, but I usually like to know if I’m going to have to fight a boyfriend off after I sleep with a girl.” He says casually.
It’s my turn to laugh. “Are you always so forward with blind girls?” I ask and cross my arms under my chest.
“Only ones as hot as you.” He says and I feel the back of his knuckles brush against my cheek and down my neck. No one has touched me in such a way for a very long time, and I shiver at the feeling.
“Well there’s no boyfriend, but there are six older brothers and a father that may want words.” I say playfully.
“That does seem like it could be a problem.” he agrees but only slowly pulled his hand away.
“Then there’s the fact that I’ll knee you someplace you really won’t like if you do anything I don’t like.” I say as I smirk back at him.
“Well that sounds much more scary.” he says and sighs. “But I think I’ll take my chances.” he says and I suddenly feel his hand on my breast. He squeezes once and lets go with a laugh. I’m so shocked by the action I’ve no idea how to respond.
“See you around Ginny.” he says and I hear his footsteps move away from me.
Draco-
It has been a week since I came to the cottage and I’m once again allowed to visit the outside world. Now that I have a working bath, I feel much more confident in going back to London for my supplies.
Diagon Alley is a changed place since the fall of the Ministry. Where it used to be a place full of people and laughter, now it’s a place of fear and silence. It’s as if Diagon Alley was eaten by Knockturn Alley. Some of the same shops remain, but most have been replaced by more loyal followers of the Dark Lord.
I walk into one of the small side streets and found the shop I was looking for. I spend little time there as I just hand the list of supplies I’ll need over to the clerk and ask him when I’ll be able to pick them up. After looking at the list the clerk informs me, they can have everything ready in a few hours. With that, I left the shop and aimed to enjoy my day in civilization.
I walk down the street and looking into the windows of each shop for something that might entertain me while I’m in exile. I stop in front of a cafe as two girls inside catch my attention. They’re both young enough that I wonder where their chaperon is, but old enough that I don’t mind fantasizing about bring them home to the woods with me.
After a few moments, one of the girls notices me watching, and smiles shyly before looking away with a blush. I smile back and think about heading into the cafe to talk to the two lovely things. When the second girl looks at me, I wink and find my way to the door.
The cafe is small and filled with the smell of coffee and sweet pipe tobacco. There were a few tables; in with chairs by the wide windows that covered the front of the shop. The rest of the area was taken up by overstuffed couches, and chairs.
There were few people inside. An old weathered witch sat behind a counter. I tiny pipe protruded from her lips, purple smoke rising from it slowly. A wizard sat on one of the couches and read the Daily Prophet as he sipped from a porcelain teacup. And of course the two young things sitting by the window.
I ignore the two girls as I make my way to the counter and order myself some tea. I flirt with the old witch and I make a blush come to her wrinkled cheeks. She tells me I’m a young scoundrel as she hands over my drink and I give her a last wink before I head over to the table beside my prey.
I pull my own paper from my cloak and pretend to read as I listen to the two girls talk about how handsome I am. They’re trying to pressure each other into talking to me. I keep the smile from my lips as I listen to the conversation continue in that line for five minutes. They are brainless things that think little about the world around them.
Once I feel I’ve tortured them enough I look up from the paper and smile at the first one to have noticed me. I study her for a moment before I decide on my next move. She had black wavy hair that looks perfectly done and kept. She’s wearing enough makeup to give her a finished look, but not so much she looks like a whore. Her green robes are fitted to show off her grown woman curves.
My gaze then shifts to her friend. The other girl is blonde, but unlike my own hair, I’m pretty sure it comes from a potion bottle. It’s straight and cut into a cute bob that’s perfectly in line with her thin face. She also wears makeup and I notice it’s a little lighter than her friends. The blue robes she wears shows that she’s not nearly as curvy as her friend, but still very nice to look at.
Both girls are pretty, but it’s an artificial pretty. These women must spend hours doing their makeup and hair. As I think about it, the picture of Ginny in the pond comes to my mind. She was wild and ravishing, her beautiful far surpassing these plastic pretties in front of me.
No one would ever mistake these two for a nymph; they really couldn’t hold a candle to what the Weasley girl had, oh so, effortlessly.
I shake my head out of my musing about my nymph and focus on my prey at hand. I smile at the girls again and rise from my seat.
“Are you ladies here alone?” I ask them sweetly with the most innocent smile I can muster.
“Our fathers have a meeting for the next few hours.” The blonde one explains and smiles up at me. She’s obviously glad I’m finally speaking to them.
“Oh well that’s a shame, such young beauties shouldn’t be without an escort.” I tell them and they both blush.
“You could save us by sitting down?” The dark haired one offered shyly. My smile broadens as I take a seat between the two.
“So what are my two young maiden’s names?” I ask, though I’m sure that Ginny is more of a maiden than the two here in front of me. I push that thought of Ginny aside, but keep it for later examination.
“I’m Bianca, and this is Stephanie.” The blonde says motioning to her friend.
“It’s lovely to meet you Bianca…” I say as I take her hand and kiss the very tips. “Stephanie.” I add and do the same to the other girl. “I’m Draco Malfoy.” I say my full name because I know of its weight. I watch as recognition lights in their eyes. Their bodies shift closer to me ever so slightly.
Girl’s like these are taught they have one purpose in life; to find a good husband and have his heir. Malfoy is a name of power, and riches. I would make one of them a very good husband. Well if I was in the least bit interested in a brainless twit. I may have to marry one someday to further the Malfoy name, but my father had not yet pressed the issue.
I let the two talk to me about things that aren’t in the least bit interesting. I smile at the right times, and wink and chuckle at their jokes. I even add bits to the conversation when I’m expected, always flirting, and carefree. As time passes the girls move closer and closer to me, constantly trying to get my attention to them over their friend.
If I were Blaise, I would just take both of them back to the Leaky Cauldron and have my fun. I would let them compete for my attention as I took pleasure in each of their bodies. I’m not Blaise though so I spend the conversation deciding which I would enjoy more. Neither of them compares to the nymph; if I’m honest with myself, I truly want, but one of them will do for the time being.
I wish I could touch their forms to see which felt better under my hands. They would both be soft and inviting I’m sure. Stephanie would be the softer of the two more than likely, but it makes me wonder if Bianca is a muscular kind of thin, or if she’s more bony under her robes.
“Would you like to escort us to the Leaky Cauldron?” Bianca asks and pulls me out of my lustful thoughts.
“Humm?” I ask innocently, I wonder if the girls have decided to take matters into their own hands.
“We were just thinking we needed a…” Stephanie starts and is at a loss for the word she wants to use.
“…nap.” Bianca finishes with a shy smile on her lips.
“A nap?” I ask looking between the two girls. “Both of you are…sleepy?” I ask as a simper forms on my lips.
“As sleepy as you want us to be.” Bianca says as she becomes more bold and places a hand on my knee. I only raise my eyebrow in response as I look to both girls.
I have to think about this one. I hadn’t planned to taste both of them, but here they were offering themselves to me. Was it a trick of some sort? Were they the types to get a man in a compromising position and then steal from, or blackmail them? Or were they both just so eager to get my attention they would put the competition aside in order to separate themselves from the many other woman I’ve enjoyed? I decide it must be the later, as if it were the former the girl’s hand, would be placed much higher on my leg.
“Well then, let’s go find a place to nap.” I say and get to my feet. I help them each to theirs in turn and take their arms so I can lead them down the street to the Inn. The Leaky Cauldron isn’t a place I would ever actually sleep, but it will do for the few hours I’ll need the room.
I slip the wizard behind the bar a few galleons to show us to his best room and order some champagne, fruit and chocolates to be brought up when ready. The man looks to my two giggling companions and frowns. I see as he struggles with himself for a moment while he tries to decide if he’s brave enough to intercede in my afternoon’s activities or not. He knows who I am, so fear wins out in the end.
He shows us to a room at the very top of his inn. The room is furnished with oversized dark wooded pieces. The large bed in the center is covered with a heavy fur blanket. The weathered wood of the floor is covered by expensive but worn rugs. By a fireplace off to one side of the room, sits a large black leather armchair. In another corner sat a small round table with two wooden chairs pushed up to it.
The girls walk into the room and look around timidly. I smile at the back of their heads, they’re either good actors or this is the first time they’ve done something so bold. Bianca is obviously the leader of the two as she takes her friends hand and leads her over to sit on the bed while I tip the man to get him to leave the room.
With a flick of my wand, I turn the leather chair around so it’s facing the bed. I walk over to the chair and take a seat comfortably so I can watch them. “Don’t let me interrupt you; I’m sure you wish to get ready for your nap.” I say and wave my hand at them with a smirk on my lips.
Stephanie looks to Bianca to lead the way. I smile and see what the girls will do in order to entertain me. Bianca leans over and whispers something in her friend’s ear and the other girl blushes. They then turn to each other and start to undo the buttons of their robes. The girls pushed the fine fabric off their friend’s shoulders revealing their under-things. The blonde wore a lacy wine colored set, and her friend wore satin midnight blue.
They turn to me and dark haired Stephanie rested her head on her friends shoulder. “Are you going to join us?” Bianca asks as she runs her hand down her friend’s back.
“I think I may need your help.” I say as I stand up and beckon the girls forward. They slip off the bed and walk over to me. They seem to be more relaxed at giving me attention than each other. I pull my wand from my pocket as I let them slowly undress me. As they reveal my skin to the air, I feel lazy kisses on the pale surface. I cast a simple contraceptive charm on both girls. I was not one to get trapped in such a way, and I refuse for the heir of Malfoy to be a bastard.
Stephanie kneels down in front of me as Bianca runs her hands into my hair and kisses me softly on the lips. She speaks lowly. “You know we would never be jealous of the other.” She told me as her lips trailed down to my neck.
I have to clear my throat as I feel lips wrap around my shaft. The blonde smiles against my neck as her hands run down my chest. One of my hands drifts around her waist as the second moves into her friend’s dark locks. “I’ll have to keep that in mind.” I tell her as her friends starts to bob her head onto my. “She has a very talented tongue.” I murmur as I enjoy myself. It had been a while and I was determined to enjoy myself.
Bianca’s lips move to mine and she nips at it playfully. My hand moves up her back and with one hand, I unclasp her bra. I pull the bra from her and lean down so I can taste the skin of her chest. Just as I was about to flick, her excited nipple with my tongue there’s a knock at the door. I’m too interested in what I’m doing to stop now.
“The door…” Bianca moans as I pleasure her breasts with my own skilled tongue.
“He’ll wait…I don’t want to interrupt your friend.” I say as my hand tightens in Stephanie’s hair. The knock becomes more firm as we ignore it. By the time, the curvy girl on her knees is swallowing my seed the knock at the door had become a pounding.
I don’t bother to get dressed as I go to open the door ready to hex the innkeeper for being so rude.
When I open the door I don’t find the man from downstairs, instead standing in the doorway are two wizards my father’s age. Their eyes go from my form to the sight of the girls behind me and a look of pure rage forms on both of their faces. So the innkeeper had a bit of balls after all.
“Can I help you? This is my time with them; you’ll just have to wait your turn.” I can’t help but say, then purposefully scratch my head in order to bring attention to the Dark Mark on my arm. I watch as the men’s eyes flick to the Mark and then back to what I assume are their daughters.
To be honest I feel as if I’m enjoying this situation more than I would have actually enjoyed fucking the two twits behind me.
Ginny-
“Is this seat taken?” I hear a familiar voice ask and I smile before I shake my head. I notice he smells like leather and a hint of chocolate as he sits next to me.
Its suppertime and I’m sitting away from most of the group as everyone uses the free time to socialize. I haven’t really felt a part of the group for a while and I sit alone unless Ron, Dad, or Harry have been having a meal at the same time as me.
“How long are you guys staying in this camp?” I ask as I turn to face Derrick, people always like it better if you try and face them.
“Well actually the Field Marshal has already left. I’m in General Weasley’s care now, so I guess you won’t be getting rid of me any time soon.” he says and I can hear the smile in his voice.
“You can wipe that smirk from your face; you know General Weasley is my brother.” I warn him with a smirk of my own. “And he doesn’t take kindly to flirtatious cads.”
“Me? Was I flirting?” he asks with mock surprise. “I would never dream of flirting with his innocent baby sister.” he says as he leans in close enough to me that I can feel his breath on my cheek.
“I’m sure that’s the last thing from your mind.” I say then take a bite of my food.
“It isn’t my fault that I’m going to have vivid dreams about her tonight while I’m alone.” he added after a moment of silence.
“Oh?” I ask unable to keep my curiosity at bay.
“Oh yes.” he says leaning in closer so that we’re sitting right next to each other with our legs touching. “I see them now, flashes of red hair splayed out across the forest floor as she moans and begs for me to take her right there.” he whispers into my ear and I know I’m turning a bright red at his words. He chuckles at my reaction and his next words sound surprised. “You’re innocent.” he says and I know it isn’t a question. “Oh those dreams have taken on a whole new level.”
“Will you stop.” I snap at him as I try to control my flush. “I hardly know you.” I point out.
“But as you can tell I really wish to get to know you better.” he points out and there was a pause before I felt his hand on my knee.
“Can you control yourself at all?” I ask as I listen to see if anyone is paying attention to our conversation. He chuckles in response and pulls my knee to part my legs so he can slip his hand further up my thigh. I would have pulled away by now if I wasn’t wearing jeans.
“With a beautiful, innocent, woman who wants me? Not at all.” he says and leans in to risk a small kiss to my neck. That hit my limit; I jerk away from him and glare at where I think he is.
“Oh you’re very full of yourself.” I tell him and cross my arms over my chest as I snap my legs shut.
“I’m just very good at reading the messages women send my way.” he says but I don’t feel him try and get closer again.
“I don’t even know what you look like, why would I want you?” I ask stiffly and turn back to my plate.
“Not sure why. Maybe it’s my deep voice?” he asks with a chuckle and he takes one of my hands. “Do you want to know what I look like?” he continues and places my hand on his face.
My thumb runs over his cheek and I start to feel the sharp edges and soft lines of his face. The picture they form in my head is a rather beautiful one. He was more of a man than Harry, but still a boy compared to my brother Bill. His lips were soft and formed a smile as he just took my touch in stride.
After a few moments, he asked with a knowing voice. “Like what you see?” He was an arrogant prick to be sure, someone who knew they were pretty and wore it like a badge of honor.
“You’re okay I guess.” I reply non-committal.
My words didn’t seem to discourage him, because he leaned in close and whispered in my ear. “Bet your knickers are all wet now, want me to help you with that?” he asked to make me blush before he bit my ear softly. I gasped and suddenly stood as the nip sent a shock threw my body that I was very unused to. He chuckled again and pulled me down into his lap. “You like that?’ he asked happily.
“What’s going on here?” Ron must have noticed at some point and came over when I shot up.
“Nothing important, General.” Derrick answers as he put an arm protectively around my waist. “Just making new friends.”
“Get off my sister Corporal.” Ron orders and I can hear in his voice that he’s very near exploding. I wonder if it bothers him more that Derrick is so blatantly coming on to me, or if it’s the fact, Derrick was a Slytherin.
“If she wants me to I will Sir.” Derrick answered and I could feel his body shift so he’s facing me.
If I show weakness in front of my brother now I’ll have a hard time ever getting him to accept that I’m a woman and not just his broken little sister. I take in a slow breath before speaking. “Ron leave us alone, we were just having a bit of fun.” I say as firmly as I can manage.
No one says anything for a moment but I can hear my brother’s breath become unsteady. I can clearly imagine him turning red and his eyes start to bug out as they always did when he got truly upset.
The next thing I know I’m being pulled roughly from Derrick’s lap. “You!” Ron yells as I’m tossed to the side. “Will not come anywhere NEAR her again! Do you understand Corporal Elrose?” He growls but before I hear a response, my arm is grabbed again and I’m being pulled away from the dining area.
“How dare you Ron!” I yell as I try and struggle out of his grasp. “How dare you embarrass me in front of everyone!”
He pulls me closer to him as he spins around so that we’re facing each other. “You were the one making a fool out of yourself Ginny.” He growls lowly. “He was treating you like a common slag! Is that your plan, spread your legs for any guy that will have you so you can get back at Harry?” he asked as he shook my arm.
I try and tug my wand arm free so that I can hex him, but he’s too strong for me to free myself. With that option taken away I do the next best thing, my off hand closes into a fist and I strike him as hard as I can across the left side of his face. His grip on my arm loosens and I free it before taking a step back so I can draw my wand.
“Take that back!” I demand holding my wand in the direction of my brother.
“Ginny put that down before you hurt yourself.” Ron groans and I can tell I’ve at least busted his lip.
“Hurt myself? I’ll show you how I’ll hurt myself!” I cry and with an easy flick of my wrist I send the fiercest bat-bogey hex, I can muster in the direction of his words. The next thing I hear is the familiar groan of my brother as bats start to fly from his nose. “Think before you speak next time.” I snap and turn my on heels so I can walk away and figure out where he’d dragged me to.
Once I’m a dozen steps away from Ron, I hear another familiar voice. “Didn’t mean to get you in trouble Sweetheart.” Derrick says and I can hear the smirk in his voice. “But you did show him.” He added as he restrained laughter.
“You know you’re disobeying an order from your commander.” I point out as I focus on my surroundings. I hate when people drag me about, it’s always so hard to get my bearings once again.
“I don’t think he has the right to make that kind of order, do you?” Derrick asks and then adds after a moment. “We’re just south of the medic area.”
“No, but that has never stopped him before.” I say and then I blush. “Thank you.” I add softly and decide to head in the direction of my tent. I hear him following me before I feel his strong hand on the small of my back.
“Where are you going?” He asks softly as he walks with me.
“To bed.” I answer as I keep my back straight.
I feel his breath on my neck again as he leans into speak. “I’ll join you if you like.”
At his words, I stop in my tracks and clear my voice. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.” I say and pull away from him a bit. “Don’t get me wrong Derrick, your…forceful flirting has been fun and everything, but…I’m not that kind of girl.”
“Oh I don’t think you know what kind of girl you are yet Ginny, but I’m more than willing to help you out in that department.”
I sigh and pull my wand slowly so he doesn’t notice. “Seriously Derrick, I just need to be alone right now.” I tell him a bit more firmly. When I feel his chest press against mine, I aim my wand at his throat before he can say another word. “No, I really mean it Derrick. Go away. I’ll see you around.” I say as I press the tip of my wand against his Adam’s apple.
“Wow Ginny! I was just goofing.” he says and takes a step back. “See you tomorrow maybe?” he offers as he tries to play things more relaxed now.
“Maybe.”
The next morning I wake before the rest of the camp and I decide I need a break. I need to talk to someone about Derrick that isn’t going to just tell me he’s trying to use the blind girl. There’s only one person I can think of that I can have that sort of conversation with, so I head to my pond to retrieve the port key I hid there. Once I flip the hinge back in the correct direction I feel the familiar tug on my navel.
When I land, the first thing I notice is the smell of the area is off. There’s a faint smell of leather, cigarette smoke, and a musky smell that makes my skin tingle a little.
“Well hello there.” I hear a deep voice that’s definitely not Syler’s call from behind me. I draw my wand and swing around to point in the direction of the voice. “Woah, you’re a feisty one.” The silky voice reacts to my actions. “No reason to use that, we’re all friends here.” he says and I can tell he isn’t getting any closer.
“Who are you?” I ask in a firm tone, not moving my wand from the ready.
“I’m Travis, a friend of Syler’s.” He says in a calm tone. “I was just waiting for him to come back down for breakfast. You must be Ginny.”
“He...told you about me?” I ask still unsure of this new person.
“Yeah, he said he made a friend out here. Never said you were this fit.” He adds in a charming tone. “Can we put down the wands and be civil?”
Draco-
I head down the stairs after my bath. The events of the day before still bringing a smile to my face and I’m looking forward to telling Blaise all about it. As I reach the front hall, I hear Blaise talking to someone so I stop to listen.
“Who are you?” Ginny asks and I can hear the strain in her voice.
“I’m Travis, a friend of Syler’s.” Blaise answers in a calm tone. “I was just waiting for him to come back down for breakfast. You must be Ginny.”
“He...told you about me?” Ginny asks in a very unsure tone.
“Yeah, he said he made a friend out here. Never said you were this fit.” Blaise flirts and I can’t help but roll my eyes. “Can we put down the wands and be civil?”
“Not until Syler confirms who you are.” She says and I smile with pride. My Nymph isn’t trusting Blaise nearly as easily as she trusted me.
Blaise sighs and I can hear the pout in his voice. “Okay okay, he should be down soon I’m sure. While we’re waiting I’m going to go back to drinking my tea.” he says and I can hear him moving back towards the table. I decide that my fun is over for now and I open the door in front of me.
“Syler?” Ginny asks and she lowers her wand just a bit.
“Ginny, I didn’t expect to see you today.” I welcome her warmly and look over to the pouting Blaise. “I see you’ve met Travis.” I add and she lowers her wand completely.
“So he’s a friend of yours?” She asks just to make sure.
“One of my oldest.” I tell her and head to make myself some tea. “You’re just in time for breakfast, would you like some?” I offer and I start to make tea for both of us.
“Yes please.” She says eagerly and makes her way over to the table without any help. When she sits down Blaise takes the seat next to her.
As I make the tea, the way she asked for it before, I watch him study her with that familiar look in his eyes, like a tiger eyeing its prey. He was waiting for a weak point where he could strike.
“It isn’t nice to stare.” Ginny says after a moment and I can’t help but chuckle.
“How did you know?” Blaise asks and sits back in his chair looking all the more hungry for her
“Your breathing is quite…distinct.” She says and looks in my direction. “What’s wrong with your friend exactly?” She asks like he wasn’t sitting a few feet away.
“As far as I can tell his brain has a problem working around breasts.” I tell her and she blushes a bit.
“That seems to be a problem for the entire male population.” She says as I hand her the tea and she takes a long slow sip.
“Trouble at home?” I ask curiously, wondering why she’s here so early in the morning.
“Oh there’s this new guy at the camp.” She says with a sigh. “He’s very… direct.” She says and she looks in Blaise’s direction then back to me.
An odd feeling comes over me when I realize Ginny has come to me with boy problems. I’m another man and not one of her girlfriends. No, seeing me in such a light would have to be nipped in the bud right now.
“So?” I ask trying to think of a way to show her I’m the wrong person to be talking to about this.
“How do you know when I guy really likes you, or if he’s just, trying to take advantage?” She asks as she takes another sip of her tea.
I open my mouth to reply but Blaise beats me to it. “If he has a cock he wants to take advantage.” he answers directly. “Well that’s unless he’s a true friend.” Blaise adds and looks over to me with a smirk. “Someone you don’t have to worry about wanting you in that way, like Syler here.” He says and then leans on the table. “What exactly do you mean by direct?”
The next thing I know Blaise’s chair is being tipped backwards and he goes sprawling to the ground. “Sorry, did I do that?” Ginny asks innocently and turns to face me. I notice the foot that had kicked his chair settle back down in front of her.
“Look girly I was just trying to help!” Blaise shouts as he gets back to his feet. “No reason to be such a bitch.”
I sit back and just watch as the fight unfolds. “Maybe I would if you would stop being such a prat.” She answers back in a sweet tone. He narrows his eyes at her then smirks.
“I’ll work on it.” Is all he says before he sits down. When I give him a questioning look on why he gave up so easily. He motions to her and then makes a vulgar sign for blowjob. I roll my eyes and look at Ginny who’s looking between the two of us suspiciously.
“If you want my advice, don’t ask blokes about this sort of thing.” I tell her after a moment. “It makes us uncomfortable and then stupid things come out of our mouth.”
“I just wanted the opinion of someone who doesn’t look at me like I’m a broken doll. Everyone else in my life is going to tell me that the only reason he wants me is that he can take advantage of good little blind Ginny.” She says with a sigh.
“That isn’t the only reason any bloke wants you.” Blaise cuts in again.
Ginny turns and glares at him and he puts his arms up in surrender before he remembers she can’t see him. “I’m serious. You‘re one hot piece of ass Red.” he says licking his lips. “There’s no straight guy out there that isn’t related to you in some way that wouldn’t jump at the chance to bed you. Am I right Syler?” he looks to me for support; Ginny looks in my direction as well.
“I’m not nearly the whore that my friend is, but he’s right. I wouldn’t mind sharing an evening or five with you if we became more comfortable with one another.” I say thinking that would put her back in the right frame of mind when it came to me.
She blushed and looked down a bit; she seemed much more shy than she had a moment before.
“So you two see me as...a whole woman?” She asks a bit softly, I’ve never heard her sound so shy.
“Oh yes.” Blaise and I answer together which makes her turn from pink to bright red.
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