The eyes of Winter

Chapter 6...Whispers in the Great Hall

Draco watched as she climbed the steps, moving into the massive hall.
He was behind her, following her, keeping his distance since he had climbed
out of the moving carriage with Crabbe and Goyle. He had watched when she
took off disappearing into the night, feeling a sense of new emotion sweeping
over him. Hardly able to wait until he could see her face again.

In truth, he had to admit, when she had leaned down his first sense was
shock, the second felt like a bolt of electric from the top of his head straight
to the head of his cock. Never had a woman made him simply tingle with every
nerve he possessed. Something he could almost feel resided in her and he
wanted, no, needed to find it. She had never even touched him, but he intended
to touch her and very soon.

\'Watch her\', he thought. Narrowing the gap between them as his cronies fought
to keep behind him. \'Merlin, save me.\' Savoring the way she seemed to float
up the stairs.

He passed by her on the other side of the double door, just another
student flooding into the Great Hall in the masses crowding around. Draco
jumped again as he caught another glimpse of her as she talked to Dumbledore.
He could barely see her through the near sea of students.

\"Shit!\" He cursed under his breath.

Her back was to him as she talked to the Headmaster in the entrance
hall, but even seeing her hair was a slight relief to him. His insides swirled
again, suddenly realizing he was hungry, but not for dinner. Not risking to
turn and glance back, he too took his normal seat at the Slytherin house table,
but made no effort to take his eyes from the massive doors. Ignoring
everything going on around him, and missing the strange looks he was
receiving from his housemates.

\'She has to come in sooner or later\', he thought as he half-heartedly
wished he had more control than this. Although, this was the first time
in his almost eighteen years that he had doubted his control. Always taking
it before anyone else did. \'Power, that\'s what it comes down to.
That\'s what I want, that\'s what I\'ll get.\' Draco was still staring
at the door, hopelessly waiting for the near stranger. He sighed
silently, he was really in it this time.
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Harry wished he would have never said anything. Him and Ron had
been discussing the new girl, it seemed the favorite topic this evening
among the jabbering students. It was the horse that had done it. Some
of them had never even touched one before. Such as Lavender and Pavarti,
they were still bitching, almost like they had been accosted on
the platform.

\"We only wanted to pet her horse and she,\" Lavender shuddered,
\"She spit at us. Can you imagine the nerve?\"

\"Yeah disgusting!,\" Parvarti piped in bristling ,\"She\'s too nasty to
even be in Slytherin.\" She made a face like she had just swallowed
a slug. \"I can\'t believe they give people like *HER* special
treatment, because she\'s a Karhem.\" She made the word Karhem
sound like a small child teasing, and stuck out her tongue. \"Yuck.\"

Harry noticed this was one time where they weren\'t giggling madly
like someone had just said a dirty word. Ron had asked him if he had
seen the fox on the horse, and Harry said of course he had. He didn\'t
think anyone could of not seen the strange girl on the huge equine.

\"Man Harry,\" Ron laughed under his breath, \"I\'d shag the shit out of
her, but I\'d tell her to take that junk pile out of her face before we
did it.\"

Ron joked at the worst moment that could of been imaginable. Hermionie
was standing behind him, hands on hips, glaring down at her maybe soon
to be Ex-boyfriend. Glaring as she listened to him laugh at his own
nasty joke.

\"Oh really, Ron?! I don\'t think you would even last long enough
for her to get them out!\"

He turned in a moment to face her, his face brighter than his hair.
She was mad, to say the least. Maybe she wouldn\'t been AS mad, but
he was talking about *that* girl. The same girl who had taken her
breath, her time, and some of her pride. It was a blur now, over
quick as it started, but Hermione still could almost feel the heaving
sides of the horse as he pressed into her, and the eyes still haunted
her.

Never had she been so shaken from another students cruel words,
but then again they weren\'t really cruel. She had called her no horrid
name, like Malfoy would have, just a warning of sort. It still bugged
her though, nagging at back of her mind. She pushed it away for now,
she had this little prick to deal with.

\"Herms,\" Ron squirmed in his place on the bench, trying to play it
off. \"Take a seat sweetie.\" He tried to kiss her cheek after she sat
next to him, but not as close as usual. She turned her head at the
last moment and Ron got a mouthful of curly brown hair.

Harry rolled his eyes. \'Here we go again\', he thought. Not wanting to
listen to their stupid petty lovers\' spat. \'All the bloody time with these
two.\' Harry tried to find something else to look at before they dragged
him into it, like usual. He realized he was looking for the new girl before
he even knew what he was doing.
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