The eyes of Winter

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Chapter 14...Devious Dinner

Draco paced outside the dungeon entrance, waiting for her to arrive. Today
had been different, to say the least. Winter had laid down her rules, and he
had accepted them.

After a lot of coaxing, he had given her a ride to the castle steps on
the back of his broom. He thought of their conversation and he shivered
with what he knew was about ready to transpire. He had no choice but
to tell her, and did as they floated slowly riding double. Arms around his
waist, Winters hands in his Quidditch robes lazily scratching lightly at his
sides.

\"Mistress\", he began tentively, \"There is one thing you must know
about.\" Calling her Mistress was still so foreign to him, but he
continued. \"It\'s Pansy.\"

\"Who\'s a pansy?\", she questioned as the ground floated slowly by her.
Not really knowing Pansy was a person.

\"No Mistress, Pansy is my girlfriend.\" He expected her to explode, maybe
slap him, but she remained calm, not seeming to mind.

\"You worry too much my pet,\" she almost purred in his ear. \"I will take
care of everything. Your only concern is to please me. I\'ll make sure you
will never spend another minute thinking about it. You have more important
things to do.\"

He wanted to question her, to know what she was going to do. Pansy was
a pain that had simply attached herself to him during the beginning of
fourth year, and he had just let her be there. She was nothing to him
only a means to get off....and barely at that. He decided not to ask
Winter about it. She would do as she wished anyway.

Now here he was still pacing back and forth in the dark entrance. Waiting
for Winter to meet him for dinner. She had kissed him at the entrance hours
ago, and he burned for more. No one had seen them by her door, embracing
quickly, but passionately.

\"Meet me, dungeon stairwell at six o\'clock.\" She told him as she pulled
away and was gone behind the unicorn portrait. Leaving him at a loss for
words, as his lips dried from her heavy kiss.

He turned as his ears were filled with the unmistakable sound of heels on
stone. Coming toward him and echoing through the hall. Winter turned the
corner now facing him, and his heart jumped into his throat.

She wore black shiny boots with laces that ran up to her knees, that had
high heels that made her at least six inches taller, and a short skirt that looked
like the British flag only made her legs look longer. Her dark blue tank top,
held together with safety pins, only brought attention to her breasts, but
he only saw her neckline. She had let her school robe fall back and it limply
hung from her arms.

For the first time he saw her with her hair up, which was held by silver
hair sticks, with sharp little spikes at the top. They held it in a loose bun
at the back, the contours of her neck and face a lot more noticeable now that
it wasn\'t covered by hair. She had reached him, smiling as he touched
her face and ran a finger down the line of her cheek.

\"Good evening, Mistress.\" He could barely force it out. He was nervous at
what was to come, but enthralled by her beauty.

\"Are you ready Mr.Malfoy?\" She turned him toward the door, linking her
arm on his. Draco tried to resist, but she held firm.

\"Don\'t!\", she scolded him in a harsh whisper. \"You know what must be
done. Don\'t fight it!\"

They stepped out into the main hall full of other students from all the
different houses. Draco was silent, as they walked behind the crowd going
to dinner in the great hall. Listening only to Winter\'s heels clicking beside him,
he was trying to drown everything else out. The startled faces, and the looks
of amazement or simple stares of confusion didn\'t matter. They didn\'t matter,
only feeling the soft skin of her strong hand that held his arm did.

Being one of the last ones in the hall, almost everyone was seated. Winter
could only smile when most of the student body saw her move into the hall with
Draco on her arm. They almost all looked up to the ceiling, looking for any type
of disturbance. Not wanting to be rained on again. Hushed voices whispering
around them as he led Winter to the Slytherin table. Bringing her to the usual
place where he and Pansy sat at mealtimes. Now that the time was here, he
could only smirk in Pansy\'s direction.

She was sitting there waiting for him like the obedient dog she was,
always following him around like a lost puppy. Her face was a mixture of
shock, fear, and anger. Pansy\'s eyes began burning a hole into the both of them.

Winter never batted an eye at her when they were within touching
distance, only smiled at the poor girl as she let go of Draco\'s arm.

\"Draco!\" Pansy said sharply now looking right at him. His face showed
no emotion. \"What is the meaning of this?\" Her voice wavering with her
fake bravery. The hall was absolutely buzzing now with over a hundred
hushed voices talking at once. All looking, awaiting the next move.

\"Now Pansy, calm down...\" Draco trying to calm his somewhat stupid
soon to be ex-girlfriend, but her face said it all.

Winter just looked at Pansy who was still sitting, and simply bent down
resting her weight on the table. She saw Calub and DJ across from her, wide
eyed and open mouthed, looking more than entertained. She winked at them, and
slowly turned her head. Quietly whispering something in Pansy\'s ear, and as she
did so the girls\' eyes filled with tears. Quickly slipping down her narrow face onto
her school robes. The fight had completely left her, and her body now rocked
with sobs, but Winter continued the soft tirade for a few moments more.

Winter stood back up, smiling like nothing had happened. Draco\'s face
full of questions, just like everyone else in the hall.

\"Now, go!\" And with that Pansy stood up and ran from the Great hall not
even stopping as her friends called her back, and then ran after her.

Laughter from DJ and Calub brought a smile to her face, and she took her
rightful place next to her favorite possession.

\"Damn, Winter!\" Calub was laughing hard, and trying to talk through his
snickering. \"What did you do to that girl? She looked like you chucked
a voodoo curse at her!\"

\"EH, she\'s a little bitch anyway!\" DJ was pounding his fist on the table,
laughing madly. \"What did you say, Winter? Tell me, Tell me!!\" he begged.
DJ hated Pansy because she was a dick tease, and all the Slytherin boys
knew it, and she wasn\'t even good at it.

Draco watched as his teammates laughed it up. Seeming to prefer Winter
to Pansy. Almost like nothing had happened. He felt the first shot
of jealousy ring through him as he continued to watch their conversation.

\"Now DJ, I can\'t say. That\'s between ladies.\"

\"But Winter,\" DJ whined. \"She\'s not a lady, she\'s a bitch!\" Saying it loud
enough so her remaining friends could here him.

Winter\'s earlier show of respect must of earned her a fan, and a cute
one at that. She looked over at Draco who had a expression on his face
of delight for getting rid of the tiresome girl, yet not wanting to share
his new one with anyone. So her hand made it slowly under the table to softly
grasp his cock. Her way of reassurance, and it worked cause he suddenly
became the Draco that everyone but her knew.

\"Fucking bitch, is more like it.\" He looked around the spark now returning
to his eyes. \"Everyone,\" he said loudly, speaking to his part of the table,
\"This is Winter if you haven\'t met her. If anyone has a problem you wankers,
I suggest you take it up with her!\" His voice was full of sarcasm, and they
were laughing at his joke, even Winter.

Only some of the Gryffindors were staring anymore, looking appalled more than
anything. Mostly the golden trio, and company.

\"Finding enjoyment in their own house members misfortune, how cruel.\" Even
Hermione wasn\'t quite believing what she saw. \"That new girl really burns me
up.\"

\"Nothing but mean, that one is.\" Neville had piped up, but not loud enough
for her to hear him. The Karhem frightened him. Last time she was here, he had
hidden under the table while he watched her throw lightning. \"So is her horse.\"
He had also been one of the unlucky students to be pushed over by Onyx on the
platform.

\"Yeah, too bad.\" Seamus was in the conversation now, talking in between bites.
\"She\'s too pretty to be a Slytherin, but she\'s defiantly mean as a Banshee!\"

\"Well, I don\'t like her!\" Hermione threw back. Upset that even Seamus thought
she was pretty. What was she chopped liver?

\"Somebody\'s jealous!!!\" Ron rang out, only getting a deeper scowl from
his girlfriend.

Only Harry stayed quiet as she watched her, laughing with the Slytherins.
It was the first time ever he was really jealous of Draco Malfoy. He looked
back up toward the enchanted ceiling, remembering what she had done. He held
her in some form of special regard, because for the first time since he came
here someone else was the topic of conversation whether it was good or not.
Even if she was a nasty Slytherin, she was a beautiful one, and there was no
denying it.

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