The eyes of Winter

Jessie your wish is my command!!!!

Chapter 26....Astronomy today

Winter was desperate now. Almost two hours of searching the castle, and
no sign of her Draco. In the last hours her mind had began to refer to him as
*HER* Draco. Still trying to get it into her head what Dumbledore had said. Jesus,
could this get any worse? Out of all the guys to see, to meet, to love. Hers had
to be so damn complicated.

Just like every other fucking thing since she had became...whatever she
had became. Even Winter was beginning to wonder who she was. Definately
not the woman she was when she had came here. Everything was different,
and it was horriable. Yet here she was roaming the halls looking
for the one that made the suffering all worth while, Draco Malfoy.

Winter knew that he had midnight patrol tonight, and it was almost time.
Draco hadn\'t been in his room, or anywhere near Slytherin house. No activity
in the Great Hall either. The corridors were still except the rustle of her cape
and the soft patter of her barefeet on the cold stone. Not even Mrs.Norris
seemed to be about tonight.

\'Only one more place to look,\' she sighed. \'Might as well try.\'

She opened the astronomy tower door, and her heart lept with the sight of
a figure in black robes looking over the side leaning on the brick wall. She closed
the door with a slight click, and the figure turned. Only it wasn\'t Malfoy, the hair
was all wrong, too red. It was Ron Weasley.

He looked her up and down as his eyes got bigger. \"Oi, what are you doing
here?\"

\"Um,\" she cleared her throat, \"Maybe the same thing you are.\" She couldn\'t
think of anything better. Ron didn\'t need to know everything anyway. He no
doubt would run to all his Gryffindor buddies blabbing about her and Malfoy.


\"Highly bloody unlikely. I can\'t imagine *you* waiting for *my* date.\" He
laughed under his breath.

\"You never know, Weasley.\" She leaned beside him on the wall and
smiled up at him. Trying to bury the hatchet with the red haired Gryffindor.

\"Kiss my ass, VaShawn.\" Ron was smiling too, snickering down at her.

\"Late night snog fest? Maybe some ravishing Ravenclaw?\" Winter poked him
in the ribs. It made him wiggle, and wave her hand back. The new found victory
from their cold war rearing its head.

\"Maybe, if you must know. But I like to come here at night for other reasons.\"
Winter saw him look over the side again toward the stable and the forest, with
a kind of glassy look in his eyes.

Winter was looking past him to where his eyes fell, with only a look of
confusion. \"And what would those reasons be?\"

He sighed and rested his head on his folded arms. Looking down once more.
\"Nah, you don\'t want to know. You\'ll think it\'s dumb.\"

\"Maybe I will, maybe I won\'t, but I can certainly tell you want to say it.
Why else would you be being so nice to me? You know, me being as mean as a
banshee and all.\"

Ron turned open mouthed, \"I didn\'t say that! Seamus did.\"
But she was smiling, going along with their comments. Maybe it was true,
she didn\'t care. \"Maybe we got off to a rocky start but Harry says you\'re
alright, even if you are a Slytherin.\"

\"Your vote of confidence is overwelming, Weasley.\" She fished out a cigerette
from her cape pocket, and lit it. Already seeing the same look she had seen on
Malfoy form on Ron. \"I know, I know, not lady like. Get over it, and tell me why
you come up here.\"

Only above a whisper he replied, \"For you.\"

Oh shit! Damn it, not another complication. Not one more thing could she
take, but Ron sensed her thoughts, or maybe the horror on her face.

\"NO NO NO! Not like that! Honestly you Slytherins are so full of yourselves.\"

Winter jerked her head up at him. He was so tall, even taller than Malfoy.
\"Well what else am I to think when you blurt something like that out?\"

\"Well, give me one minute!\" He was getting frustrated so Winter let him talk.
\"I come here at night to watch you.now now sometimes you go on night rides,
and that\'s why I come here.\"

\"Let me get this straight. You watch me on my night rides? Weasley, whatever
for?\" Winter was mildly amused, but also a little freaked out by his confession.

\"Well you see my brother Charlie works with dragons from all over the wizarding
world. He tells me stories when he\'s home all about the ancient times when
dragons were everywhere. Those stories have always held something special
for me. The one I most remember is the story of the last Karhem.\" Winters eyes widened, but she stayed quiet. \"The last Karhem was 500 years ago, her name
was Satrina Dasenrio. And she was a dragon rider.\"

\"A dragon rider? Is that possiable?\" Winter had never even seen a real dragon,
not even a picture of a real dragon. Had only handled some dragon scales in
Potions.

\"For Karhems it is I guess. Never heard of anyone else doing it besides
Merlin.\" Ron sighed again, and turned away looking down unto the grounds.
\"I stand here at night and watch you ride your horse, only wishing I had the
ability to do what you can. The power you hold is amazing. So I stand here and
watch you as you ride about the grounds. It truly is a sight. You look like a
ring wraith!\"

\"A ring wraith? How do you know about that?\" She raised her eyebrow at him.

Ron laughed smuggly. \"Don\'t tell me you think Tolkien is a muggle?\"

\"Well isn\'t he?\" Winter questioned.

\"Uh, NO!\" Ron laughed again. \"But anyway what I\'m trying to say is that you
interest me. There I said it, now you can laugh.\"

\"I\'m not gonna laugh at you, Ron. Do what makes you happy I guess, but I
can tell you I\'m not that interesting. Do you really want to know?\"

Ron nodded, \"If your talking, I\'m listening.\"

\"Well if you must know sometimes I get lost in this place, and sometimes
I feel like pulling my hair out with frustration in Transfiguration. I miss eating
cheeseburgers and fries, and I hate drinking pumpkin juice.\" She held up her
cigerette to him and continued, \"I have bad muggle habits, and my best friend
is a horse. I tend to be on the bitchy side, and usually get my way. I had a
strange life, with strange friends. Now I have a stranger life, with stranger
friends. I\'m wicked good in potions, and my hobbies include horseback
riding, peircing needles, and punk rock. Any questions?\"

Ron had turned a shade of red, and asked. \"Maybe one. What\'s between
you and Malfoy?\"

Before she could answer the door was flung open. Draco\'s eyes on fire, and
full of passion. Looking at Winter and then at Ron. \"Nothing Weasley! Now move
your ass back to Gryffindor tower before I start taking points for being out after
curfew.\" He pulled Luna by her robe from the darkness of the doorway. \"And take her back to Ravenclaw. NOW GO!\"

Ron grabbed Luna\'s hand and left swiftly. Not pushing the issue. Jaw almost on
the floor from Draco not taking points to begin with. Ron watched as the sliver of moonlight on the stone steps grew smaller as Malfoy shut the door behind them.
He took Luna, and got the hell out of there before Draco changed his mind.


Winter watched as he closed the door, and used his wand to lock it. She
tried to guage his body movement but he was vacant. Only his eyes held life
within. He stalked towards her almost angerily, but when he reached her Draco
only looked her in the eyes. Locking his gray with her blue. Breathing heavily with
his chin stuck out in determination, hands balled into fists. They stayed like that for almost a minute. Neither one speaking, neither one moving, but it was Draco who
finally broke the silence.

\"I love you.\"

Dracos arms were around her in a heartbeat picking her up to meet his lips.
What else could she do but let him? So warm, so right, as if she was floating
above him, wanting only to weep at the feel of him next to her once more.
The soft knit of his uniform sweater, and the firmness of his chest swept her
away. His heart beating fast beneath them.

Winter began placing soft kisses down the curve of his neck as he whispered
his apologies, \"I\'m sorry.\" Moans from deep inside of him. \"I need you.\" Moaning
again as she bit softly at his throat. \"Please understand.\"

Winter stopped at his ear. \"Say it again Draco, say it my beautiful one.\"

This time as she called him beautiful it didn\'t matter. She was here in his arms
again. The terror of the early evening was gone...for now at least. He longed to
say it a thousand times over, to anyone who would listen, but for now she was
the only one who could hear it as he said once again. \"I love you, Winter.\"

Only now she answered back, low and breathing in his left ear. \"I love you
too, Draco.\"

He set her down, arms outstreched to her shoulders, searching her eyes once more.
He gave her his famous side smirk, \"Say it again, just once. It sounds so perfect
when you say it.\"

They locked eyes as they came close once again. \"I love you. Are you happy
now?\"

\"More than you\'ll ever know. \" He kissed her deeply once more, but pulled
back from her suddenly. Her face held only confusion. His held so many
emotions, but mostly regret as he spoke. \"I need to tell you something, and
if you hate me afterword then I\'ll understand.\"

\"Don\'t Draco.\" Winter shook her head at him. \"I already know. All my
questions have been answered, and I know to be with you would only be
trouble.\" He hung his head in defeat, sadness overtaking him, expecting her
to now take her leave of him. \"But that is something I\'m willing to
face if you are. I only ask you to be by my side when we do.\"

He brought his head back up suprised by her words. \"For you, my lady,
anything.\" Draco brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it. \"Your wish is
my command.\"

\"Then I say we retire to my room. I think we need to talk. \"

Winter was heading for the door, and unlocking it with her wand. He watcheas has her cape blew up around her in the cool breeze. It was strange how wherever
she was a breeze seemed to find her, almost drawn to her. Whether inside or
outside, the elements were attracted to her. Draco knew just how they felt.
He had been drawn to her since the moment he had laid eyes on his goddess.
Just as he felt now.

\"Yes, Mistress. As you wish.\" He was behind her, pressing his hard body into
her back, whispering words that he knew made her hot. He wanted her now
more than ever. After all she had heard, and all he had said, she forgave him.
Now willing to face his impending decision by his side, and he was determined
to keep her there. No matter what came along. Voldemort himself could not
take them now. The Dark Lord knew nothing of love, and Draco now did. A
certain emotion that any self-respecting Death-Eater would never admit to.

A small nagging thought broke into his mind as she led him back to her room.
Even though Winter had told him she loved him, she was still his Mistress. Deep
down he knew he would be punished, and deeper down he liked the thought of it.
It made him smile in the darkness as they reached her portrait entrance.

\"It\'s not fair, Winter.\" He whispered as she fished her wand out her
cape pocket. \"You get some quiet little unicorn, and I get a smart mouth
snake! Do you know how much shit it gives me?\"

\"Yes,\" shesperspered back. \"I talked to him earlier when I was looking for you.\"
She opened the door, and made her way in. Draco just stood there, open mouthed
until she told him to move his ass inside. He shut the door and came in. Only as
the light hit him could she see his blank expression.

\"What do you mean you *talked* to him. *I* can\'t even talk to him.\"
Draco was taking off his shoes by the fire, and still wearing a very strange
look on his face.

\"Like I said, I talked to him earlier. I asked where you were. He said, \"Not here.\"
I asked if he knew where you were. He said, \"No idea, Missssssss.\" Winter made
sure to hiss out the word Miss, like the snake had done. \"What\'s the big deal?\"

\"Big deal? Winter! I can\'t even talk to that stupid snake! It dosen\'t speak
english! It\'s only charmed to understand my passwords. That way no one
can get information out of him. I had it put there because of my father\'s spies.
The only way you could of spoke to that snake is if your a parselmouth.\"
Malfoy simply looked enchanted.

\"What the fuck is a Parselmouth, Draco? Can you just speak Muggle,
PLEASE!\" She dropped into the other chair by the fire.

\"You my dear, can talk to snakes.\"

\"I know.\" She rolled her eyes at him. \"I can talk to a lot of animals, well kind of.
Some are real clear others kinda muddled here and there, but I can usually know
what they\'re trying to get across to me. They don\'t really talk but I can sense their feelings. Only tonight that snake was as clear as you talking to me right now. I just thought it was because he was a portrait!\"


\"Not quite. \" Draco grabbed his robe, and put the Slytherin house emblem to her face. \"Now consentrate on the snake image. Try to tell me something.\"

\"This is stupid, Draco. Stop fucking around.\" She sat back in her chair, and
he sighed heavily.

\"I\'m not fucking around! Just do it. For me, come on.\" He dropped his bottom
lip in a fake pouting fit. \"Try to tell me something about myself.\"

\"Oh all right! Can never resist that face. Arrogant git.\" Winter sat forward
again as Draco held the Slytherin house emblem to her face. She watched it
intently, nothing at first, then a sort of light feeling came upon her. Feeling
like she wanted to move back and forth. Like a snake through the grass,
slithering fod ind in a flex of sleek muscle, and skin. Air feeling like it was
forcing its way out of her windpipe. She tried to tell Malfoy he was a sexy beast,
and she should have had said it but his eyes grew twice as wide as she spoke.
\"What did I say something?\"

\"You sure did! What does \"Kaa hesaas unocious teean\" mean?

\"How should I know? I just said you were a sexy beast!\" She rolled her
eyes again, and sat back heavily into the armchair.

\"That\'s what you said?\" He puffed up his chest a little at her words.
\"Thanks, but is that what it means?\"

\"What means!!?\"

\"You never said I was a sexy beast. You said, \"Kaa hesaas unocious teean.\"
She smiled wickedly at her. \"It was in Parselmouth. I told you.\"

\"Oh shit!\" She couldn\'t believe another thing to deal with. \"So what does this
mean? Is it good or bad? Will I be burned at the stake or stoned to death? This
fucking sucks!\" She threw her hands up in defeat. He dropped to his knees in
front of her and grabbed her hands excitedly.

\"Well it\'s not really something you want to flaunt. You just have to see the
big picture! Winter, if you can teach me Parselmouth we can be unstoppable!
Then no one, anmeanmean no one can ever keep us apart. Don\'t you see only
two others have your talents, Voldemort and Harry Potter.\"

\"What does that have to do with anything?\" She looked down at him as he
laid his head in her lap.

\"It means I\'m going to have to do something I never thought I\'d do.
I\'m..umm..we\'re going to have to try to convince Harry Potter to *help* us.\"
Draco buried his head farther into Winters lap as she laughed above him.
Knowing full well how much he really couldn\'t stand Harry. He groaned heavily
in the irony of it all.

\"Poor Draco\" ,she sighed. \"Maybe if we go take a shower, it\'ll take your mind
off of it. At least until tomorrow.\" She toyed with his long blonde locks, pulling
the strands through her fingers. He looked up at her, his face brightening once
again at the proposal of maybe fulfilling his favorite fantasy of her.

\"Yes, Mistress. Until tomorrow.\" Smiling now as she pulled the silver and green
tie out of his school sweater, got out of her chair, and using it tugged him toward
the bathroom.

Draco didn\'t want to think about Harry Potter now. He would do it tomorrow,
but right now he had other things to attend to. Harry had been *his* nemisis
for many years now, but in the end could he be *their* salvation. Draco would
find out tomorrow.

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