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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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Ginny-
When I land in the new location, all I can feel is pain. I scream against the hex that glued my mouth shut and I taste a coppery substance on my useless tongue. I feel like my arm as been torn apart and I know I must have Splinched when I was Apperating.
I don’t know where I am, or if I’m even close to the place, I wanted to be. I think maybe I’ll bleed to death here and I still feel it was the right choice. It’s better to die alone in the woods rather than be raped; and then handed over to Voldemort.
I soon hear someone near me and I wonder if I just didn’t get far enough away. When the person tries to take my arm, I pull away until he speaks.
“Ginny. It’s Travis, I need a better aim at your arm, are you hurt anywhere else?” He asks and I smell the smoke and musk that I remember from him. I let him take the arm and I realize I must have at least made it close to where I wished to go. He also has the smell of leather, like Derrick had, so it makes me a little uneasy so I hold still and don’t even try to answer his question as he starts to heal me.
When another person kneels next to him and I smell the fresh cut wood that means safety to me I feel myself relax and whimper. I know Syler will keep me safe. I feel cool fingers on my face and I know he’s pushing my hair out of the way. When they run over what must be a bruise across my cheek I whimper.
“Someone hit her.” Syler says and I can hear a deep anger in his voice as I feel the fingers travel to my neck. “Ginny? Can you speak?” He asked sounding worried even though my arm was starting to feel better.
“UmmmMmm.” I grunt trying to show him I was hexed.
“Tongue locking curse.” He says and sounds relieved before he murmurs a counter.
“Thank you.” I tell him hoarsely though I taste more copper than before.
“Don’t speak Ginny.” He says firmly and put his hand over my mouth. “You hurt yourself when you screamed.” I feel him shift before he speaks again. “How is the arm?” He asks and he isn’t speaking to me.
“It’ll be fine. She has the whole bone still.” Travis tells him in a much more serious tone than I have ever heard him use. Syler’s hand is still lightly over my mouth, but I don’t really care, I like the feel of his slightly rough hands against my skin. He is safety; I don’t want him to go anywhere.
Once Travis is done, healing my wounds Syler picks me up and carries me inside. I realize I made it almost to his front door and I can’t help but be a little pleased with myself. He sets me down on a hard raised surface and I lay back.
“I’m sorry.” I tell him as I realize I must be interrupting something if Travis is here.
“Don’t be. I’m more than glad you came to me. I have to speak with Travis a moment and then we can talk about what happened.” He says and runs a hand down my face. I nod before he leaves the room.
I think I’d be panicking if the entire room didn’t smell like the man I trust, to protect me. Though I start to wonder why I didn’t go home, why I trust Syler more than my friends and family. Admittedly, I knew I couldn’t Apparate directly into the camp, also it would have been more dangerous for me to try, and head back. I also remind myself of how they would look at me if they had known what happened in the woods with Derrick, I really can’t face them blaming my weakness right now, I’m doing that well enough on my own.
I’m so deeply lost in thought that I don’t hear someone moving in the room I’m in until they speak.
“Whats is it?” A small voice asks, high pitched, like an elf.
I sit up and try to back away from the unfamiliar sound when I hear the reply.
“Its being a witch Teeny thinks.” Another voice answers.
“I am a witch.” I say holding still so I won’t scream. They both sound like elves, but there’s something odd about their voices.
“Teeny think Master wants Tiny and Teeny cooks witch for dinner?” The first one, who I assume is Tiny, asks.
“No.” I tell her firmly wondering when Syler got elves. “I’m your Master’s friend.” I tell them softly trying to calm myself down. House elves are only as dangerous as their Master lets them be.
“Why yous being on counters?” Tiny asks telling me where he’d set me down. It’s probably the only clean place in his house.
“Nowhere else to put me at the moment I think. I’m pretty sure he’s still rebuilding the stairs.” I tell them and chew on my bottom lip.
“Teeny will goes ask to make sures.” The more male sounding voice says and there’s a small popping sound.
“Tiny hopes Miss being right. Tiny doesn’t wants to cooks witch.” The elf says seriously. “Hows Tiny seasons witch?” She asks as if that would be the worst part of it all.
Draco-
“I’m sorry.” She says and I can see how shaken she is. I am glad the marks are gone from her skin, but they still blaze brightly in my mind.
“Don’t be. I’m more than glad you came to me. I have to speak with Travis a moment and then we can talk about what happened.” I try to reassure her as I gently touch her face to remind myself she’s safe now. When she nods, I leave her in the kitchen so Blaise and I can speak out of her earshot.
“She was banged up, but nothing too…” I start and Blaise is frowning at me.
“I can tell where those injuries were leading and so can you.” He says and rubs a hand over his mouth before taking a cooling breath. “On the bright side, this is good for you right?” He asks to distract himself from what could have happened.
“She trusts me completely, yes, this is good. I can use this.” I say trying to sound cold. “Though I need to find out what he said to her. I need her to feel comfortable with her rightful place as a pureblood.” I remind him with a frown.
“He couldn’t have done any more harm than your freak Aunt did when she blinded the girl.” Blaise reminds me that Ginny has never had it easy with Death Eaters.
“True, I’ll figure it out. You should go, keep your ear to the ground, and see if Elrose comes in from the cold.”
“I’m looking forward to it.” He says and I catch his wrist.
“Don’t touch him.” I say with a warning tone. “That’s Ginny’s right.” I add when he frowns.
“Oh man, you have no mercy.” He says and actually chuckles.
Once he leaves, I stay out of the kitchen for a while so I can think of exactly what my next move is. I need to get as much information from her as I can about what happened tonight, but I don’t want to push too much. As I’m, thinking of tactics my elf Teeny appears in front of me and looks up with big eyes.
“Whens wes woke Master there’s being witch on counter. Do wes cooks her?” It asked sounding as if it would do exactly as I asked.
“No, but if you two are already up to it, you may cook dinner for the two of us. Also you will have to call me Master Syler while Ginny is around. Okay?” I ask the elf being as kindly sounding as I can.
“Yes Master Syler.” It says nodding and grinning happily. “I’s tell Tiny too?” It asks to make sure it understands my rule.
“Absolutely. She isn’t to know my real name. Not until she’s ready.” I tell the elf before he pops back to the kitchen I assume. I follow him by walking back to the room I left Ginny in to find her alone.
“Maybe we should sit outside. This is all new to them.” I say as I walk over to her.
“Yeah, I don’t want them to change their minds about cooking me.” She says giving me a forced smile. I help her off the counter, but decide to let her walk outside on her own. I’m sure she feels weak enough at the moment; I don’t wish to be the one to add to that feeling.
She uses walls and furniture to make her way through the house, keeping her hands out and stepping carefully so she doesn’t trip. I would offer to transfigure her a new cane, but I don’t think she wants to think about how she lost her last one.
Once outside she takes in a deep breath. “I asked them to make an early dinner.” I tell her wishing to break the silence with something harmless.
“You have house elves now.” She says probably wishing to stay on the harmless subject.
“Yes, Travis helped me get them.” I tell her easily. “I would starve if I had to feed myself and I didn’t want my family worrying. Do they bother you?” I ask remembering Granger’s view on elves.
“No. They sound a bit strange.” She tells me with a frown.
“They’re very young.” I explain and she nods slowly. “Ginny, are you going to tell me what happened?” I ask and I don’t even have to fake the worry in my voice.
She takes a deep breath again and plays with a strand on her hair. “I told you I was spending the day with Derrick?” She starts.
“Yes.” I said after nodding when I remember she can’t see me.
“Well we went for a walk and I got a bit lost.” She said frowning as she spoke. “Then he started to say odd sorts of things and the next thing I knew…” She bit her bottom lip. “He wasn’t the person he said he was. He works for them. He was sent to capture me.” She was frowning at all of these statements. “He had access to Harry, to Ron… Why would he want to take me?”
“Opportunity?” I offer.
“He said that they told him to bring me in. Like I was his main target.” She says and I can see she’s holding something back.
“Ginny?” I ask touching her shoulder. “What did he do?” I ask her softly.
“He didn’t...he was going to… He said they didn’t tell him he couldn’t have fun first.” She says and shakes her head. “But I don’t think he had much fun when I shoved my thumb in his eye.” She adds and I have to smile at the slight glee in her voice about hurting him.
“Maybe one day you can take out the other one.” I suggest letting her know I have no qualms with revenge. Honestly if my plans go, the way I want them to she’ll get her chance to torture him as slowly as she wishes.
“Do you think?” She asks actually smiling at the idea.
“Anything is possible, and I don’t like to underestimate you.” I tell her and squeeze her shoulder.
“Thank you.” She says softly. “If it hadn’t been for my lessons…I mean I Splinched, but it would have been a lot worse if I couldn’t get away.”
“You actually did very well for a first real unguided run. Plus you were under stress. Actually I’m quite impressed.” I tell her and let my hand drop.
Ginny-
“Maybe one day you can take out the other one.” He says as if there’s every chance in the world I would be able to get my hands on Derrick.
“Do you think?” I ask, unable to keep myself from fantasizing about hurting the man who attacked me.
“Anything is possible, and I don’t like to underestimate you.” Syler says and I can hear the honesty in his voice. Even now, he thinks I’m capable of anything.
“Thank you.” I tell him softly, I wouldn’t be standing here without his lessons and he needs to know that I know this. “If it hadn’t been for my lessons…I mean I Splinched, but it would have been a lot worse if I couldn’t get away.”
“You actually did very well for a first real unguided run. Plus you were under stress. Actually I’m quite impressed.” He tells me and I feel his hand drop from my shoulder.
I turn in the direction I think he is and smile a little more lightly than I have since I arrived at his door. “Thank you.” I tell him again, but for what I can’t really place. “I’m just lucky I got this back.” I tell him holding my wand in my hand. “It must have fallen in the struggle.”
I feel his hand on mine then he pulls it slowly before I feel lips on the back of my hand. “I am so very glad you did.” He says before letting go and moving away.
I end up spending the night at his place. He easily conjures me a sleeping bag and we sleep a fair distance from each other. He gives me my space without going so far that I feel alone. The next morning I wake to the smell of bacon, and sausage. I smile and sit up slowly with a yawn. I’m disoriented for a few moments before the events of the night before come crashing down on me and I remember where I am.
“Syler?” I call out unsure if he’s up yet.
“I thought you’d never wake.” Says his amused tone; from the direction of the delicious smells. “Full English breakfast if you’re up to it.” He adds to try and tempt me over to the table.
I smile at him and push myself to my feet before making my way over. “I must look like a sight this morning.” I say yawning again as I sit down next to him.
“Actually you’re rather cutely rumpled.” He says and I can hear him pouring tea. Oh, tea would be lovely.
“Is that for me?” I ask reaching out to find my cup.
“Just the way you like it.” He says happily, as he hands it to me.
“You come from the gods.” I tell him before I sip the life giving liquid.
“I’ve always thought so.” He says and there’s something oddly familiar about his tone, which unsettles me for a moment. “What did I do?” He quickly asks sounding worried for a moment.
“I-I don’t know. I think I’m just a bit skittish from yesterday.” I tell him as the unsettled feeling quickly goes away.
“Yes, I’d be surprised if you weren’t at least a bit jumpy this morning.” He tells me and I hear true concern in his voice. I take a breath and nod. I do feel safe here with Syler, I remind myself he had helped me, more than anyone in a very long time.
We don’t speak again until I have a few sips of tea and a chance to start on my breakfast. I find that I’m ravenous this morning. “I don’t know what to do now.” I tell him once I’m feeling more satisfied after breakfast.
“You can stay here for as long as you need. Clean up of the house is going to go much faster now that I have elves to help me.” He offers and that reminds me of other questions I had.
“Where does one even get new elves?” I ask with a frown. I remember him mentioning something about Travis, but I hadn’t really thought of how one would get an elf for a new home.
“You buy them. You know it’s odd to me that as a pureblood you don’t know any of this.” He says casually.
“There were certain topics that were never discussed in my home before the war. Anything that had to do with people having money or people being pureblood were at the top of that list.” I tell him blushing slightly.
“Ah.” Is all he says in reply. “Well under the Dark Lord’s rule there are several companies you can go to find magical creatures and beings for sale.”
“And before the war? It must’ve been illegal to sell or buy a magical being?” I ask him curiously.
“House Elves have always been the exception to that rule. As their need to be owned is a firm part of their identity.” He says making me thinking of what Hermione would have to say to him in this moment. I smile as I think of my friend.
“I can’t stay here.” I say after a moment, though I don’t want to leave the safety of his company. “Everyone is probably worried about me, and I have to warn them about Derrick, just in case he goes back.”
“And if he’s waiting for you? What happens if he catches you before you’re safely with your friends?” He asks echoing my own concerns.
“If I know my brother they’ll have search parties out combing the woods for me soon.” I tell Syler with a deep frown. “I know you don’t want trouble here.”
“That’s actually quite perfect. As you know I have boarder alarms that let me know when an intruder is getting close. When the first goes off we can go and see if it’s Derrick or someone you trust.” He says in a tone like the whole problem has been solved.
I frown at the idea, then I would have to share Syler with those from the camp, and I didn’t think they would be happy about it. “I haven't actually told anyone about you.” I tell him softly.
Draco-
“If I know my brother they’ll have search parties out combing the woods for me soon. I know you don’t want trouble here.” Ginny says with concern for me deeply laced in her tone.
As I look at the girl, I can’t help but acknowledge her strength. Yesterday she had been running for her very life, and now she can only think of what would be most convenient for me.
“That’s actually quite perfect. As you know I have boarder alarms that let me know when an intruder is getting close. When the first goes off we can go and see if it’s Derrick or someone you trust.” I tell her full of confidence. I know she wouldn’t let me reveal myself, but I need her to think I’m willing to.
“I haven't actually told anyone about you.” She says as if I’d be upset over this fact.
“And you don’t wish to?” I ask like I’m sort of hurt by the fact.
She blushes slightly looking away from me. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think they’d take it well that I’ve been talking to someone they don’t know. I wish to keep talking to you. I want you to teach me to duel now more than ever.” She says chewing on her lower lip.
“Do you really think they’ll let you alone for one moment once you get back to the camp and tell them what happened?” I ask putting the thought into her head.
She blushes more deeply and I can’t help but smile as I watch the gears working in her head. “They’ll send me away. To another camp.” She says more to herself than to me. “I can’t go back…” She adds and stuns herself with the revelation.
“Ginny, you should go back. They can protect you a whole lot more than I can. You said it yourself; you’re on the Dark Lord’s most wanted.” I say only letting myself smile again after I’m done speaking so she won’t hear it in my voice.
She’s now chewing on her bottom lip and shaking her head. “I can’t stay here either. Forget about you protecting me, I don’t want to put you in more danger than I already have.”
“I can take care of myself Ginny.” I tell her firmly. “And I really don’t think going off on your own is any kind of smart idea. Go home; we’ll go with my original plan.” I tell her as if it’s the only solution.
She shakes her head looking back in my direction. “I can’t go back Syler. I was already drowning in their concern and protection. I won’t survive it if I go back.” She tells me showing me what her confinement is doing to this feisty witch. Honestly, I think the Dark Lord would do less hard on her than her friend's kindness.
“Then you’ll stay here while I teach you to really be able to defend yourself.” I tell her firmly. “I know we haven’t known each other long Ginny, but I care about you. I’m willing to take my own risks for your safety and your sanity.” I press the last word, trying to show her my annoyance with her friends without outright bad mouthing them.
I watch as she takes in a slow breath and nods. “Thank you Syler.” She says and I can see she really means it.
“Now, unless you wish to sleep out here again tonight we have work to do today.” I tell her and smile when she does.
“But I need to at least message my friends. Tell them about Derrick and let them know I’m safe.” She adds as she’s working on finishing her breakfast quickly.
“Will owls get through their protection?” I ask curiously, it would be interesting to know.
“Only from those who know the secret.” She tells me and I file the information away. “Do you have an owl?” She asks timidly.
I think about my personal owl Thena. I’ve had her since my school days and I wonder if her brother would recognize it if I let Thena carry Ginny’s letter. On one hand, it would be so deliciously wonderful to rub it in Weasel’s face that I was the one who now had his sister. On the other hand, the fool might make my life hard if he told this to the wrong person. No, it would be better to save that little victory for when I’m was sure it couldn’t backfire.
“Travis should be back later today if I know him. I’ll have him take it to the post office for you.” I offer with a sigh. “A part of my deal with my parents is limiting my exposure to the wizarding world.”
She nodded slowly as she set down her fork and finished her tea. “I think that should be fine.” She says once she’s done. “So how can I help around here?”
Finishing the stairs goes much faster as she can hand me supplies so I don’t have to go up and down while trying to keep everything together. While we’re working on that, I have Teeny and Tiny work on cleaning any surprises animals may have left behind in the rooms upstairs. By the time Blaise comes back to check in with me, I’m already starting on the railing.
Before I even notice him, standing in the doorway Ginny has her wand out and pointed almost directly at his chest. When I realize she isn’t handing me the nails I just asked for, I look up to see Blaise standing there with a smirk, his hands in the air as if that would help anything.
“It’s Travis.” I tell her as I climb off my perch to sooth her with a hand to her shoulder. She visibly relaxes as I touch her and this pleases me more than I can say. Point for me I think as I smirk at my friend, who’s obviously disappointed with her comfort around me.
“Sorry Travis.” She says taking in a breath. “It’s the leather. You smell a little like him.” She tells him as she lowers her wand.
“Ah, I’ll have to work on that.” Blaise says coldly. “I don’t really want anything in common with a man that would…” He shakes his head unable to finish his own sentence. “But I do feel you should know I don’t need to force a woman to make her scream around me.” He adds suggestively to lighten his own mood.
“I’ll have to take you word on that.” Ginny says rolling her eyes and shaking her head.
“No you don’t. I’m pretty sure I just offered you a personal invitation to experience it firsthand.” Blaise says taking a step towards her.
“And I’m pretty sure I just turned you down.” She says smiling in his direction sweetly.
“I’m growing on you, I can tell.” He says with a smirk.
“Like a fungus.” She countered and I can’t help but laugh. She smiles at me and back to him. “I’m going to go write that note. You have parchment somewhere?”
“Kitchen. Ask one of the elves I’m sure they can find it.” I tell her with a chuckle as she leaves the room.
Once she’s gone, I smirk again at Blaise. “Growing on her?” I mock him for throwing her such an easy line.
“Had to make sure she hadn’t lost anything after that…he attacked her.” He says looking to make sure; she’s out of the room before he frowns again. “Did you see the look she gave me when she thought I was him?” He asks actually sounding worried.
“No.” I say thoughtfully.
“Something between rage and absolute fear.” He says slowly and frowns more.
“It only happened yesterday. She’s actually done quite well today; I think she’s stronger than even she knows.”
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