The eyes of Winter

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Chapter 9....Intensity

Draco shed his clothing in a long trail across the green carpet floor
leading to the bathroom. Wanting only to know why he was acting this
way. Why the last hours seemed like an eternity. His mind was blazing with
questions, and they all went unanswered. The only person who may have
answers would be....Draco snatched his bathrobe off the back of the door
and quickly went to his fire, dropping down in front of it.

Muttering under his breath, as he looked into the flames he
called, \"Father!\"

\"Father!\" A little louder but a lot more annoyance in his tone. Slowly
a head began appearing in the flames as he called out once more.

\"For Merlin\'s sake, Shut up! Do you want to wake the whole castle?\"
Lucius Malfoy had appeared in the fireplace, or at least his face, which did
not look too happy. \"What is it Draco? Speak up boy, or I\'ll beat you senseless
you for taking me away from...well lets say my night-time games.\"

Draco shuddered at the thought of his father catching some bright-eyed
tavern girls\' stare and taking her upstairs only to torture her until she begged
for death. It was always the same for all Malfoy men. They only took true
pleasure from the pain of others. Not mattering whether it was physical or
mental, they fed off of it. Only then could their passion be fully quenched.

\"Father,\" Draco began. Hardly knowing where to start, but only
said, \"The Karhem.\"

The elder Malfoy\'s eyes got large and turned his complete attention
on his son. \"Yes\", he snapped. \"What about her?\"

Draco broke into a hurried detailed story about the events of the
evening. Speaking quickly to get the story out that he had been brooding
over, replaying again and again in his mind. Lucius listened carefully, wide
eyed and almost shocked as his son told him of the happenings in the
Great Hall.

Of course, Draco left out their personal encounter on the path, he didn\'t
know why, but he held it back. That memory was for him. Lucius wasn\'t
saying much, but the expression on his face said it all. His mind throwing
itself into gear, slowly working on a plan. He spoke softly as if still thinking
about something sinister.

\"Watch her, Draco.\" he commanded, letting him know he serious.
\"You watch that Earth witch. Don\'t let her get close to anyone that
wouldn\'t be...suitable.\" He trailed off, looking right at his son. Searing
into him with his now hungry eyes.

\"You make sure she is kept away from *certain* influences, that could
corrupt her ability to see things *our* way.\"

Draco knew he meant the Golden trio of Gryffindors. Harry, Hermione, and
Ron had a nasty way of sticking their fucking noses into just about anything
they could find. Mostly the wrong business, if they knew what was good for
them. They meddled in things beyond their grasp and way beyond the point
of fully knowing what they were doing.

He was confused for a moment, \'Earth Witch\'. What was an earth witch?
He had never heard of that term before. Lucius Malfoy noticed his only
son\'s confused look, and rolled his eyes as the green fire continued to
flick around his face.

\"For Merlin\'s sake!\" He said irritably. \"What are they teaching you in that
so called school?\"

Draco shrugged, not knowing what to say. He had done well on his O.W.L.\'s,
but never had he seen the term Earth Witch. He stared into the fire waiting
for his father to continue.

\"An Earth witch, you moron, is a witch who can draw upon all the
natural powers the earth holds, all Karhem witches are. You fool, you need
to pay attention in your studies.\" Lucius scolded him. \"She holds the key
for us, her power is almost endless. That\'s why Karhems are born so few
and far between. They would drain everything around them until the whole
planet was dead.\"

Lucius scoffed at the thought. He looked at his son. Already beginning
to be the man he had wanted to raise. He had lost his baby face, his features
were now sharp and so were his senses. He would make a useful addition
to \"the cause\".

\'All in good time,\' he thought. \'All in good time.\'

He was fading from Draco\'s view, but his words were clear. \"Do this boy,
and if you fail it will be the only mistake you\'ll ever make.\"

\"Yes, father.\"

Draco sounding mechanical. After all these years it had began to be a
way of life. Obeying his father, who had to obey...he shook his head
to rid it of the near overload of thoughts that had filled his brain to the
brim. He didn\'t even want to think of the Death Eaters tonight, his father
made sure to do that for him. All he needed was a shower and to see her
again, but for now the shower had to do.

He stepped into the dimly lit bathroom, and rehooked his robe on the back of
the door. Naked except for a pair of dark green boxers that soon were on the
floor in a small pile. As he brushed his hair out in front of the mirror, he
let his eyes roam over his reflection. Smooth milky pale skin, with a small
amount of almost white hair that led from his chest over his muscled stomach
and into his nether regions. He could only wonder if Winter would like what
she saw if standing before him now.

Draco smirked to himself, \' What woman wouldn\'t?\'

He wished his chest had been a little wider, but even the Gryffindor girls
whispered about how \"Beautiful\" he was. He hated when they said that,
but Pansy had once told him he was like a fine sculpture. Women everywhere
but none to satisfy his carnal desires. They all were \"missionary maidens\", as
he called them. None of them knowing what or how to do anything but fumble
awkwardly and giggle. Waste of time really, not one of them had what he wanted,
but she did.

He turned the water on letting it warm up briefly before he stepped into
the green and black tiled shower. It felt good to him as the water seemed to
rinse away the day, pelting his skin. Cleaning all but his mind. Hard as he tried
she would not leave him.

Images in his memory of her began to flash slowly, then turning into images
of a different sort. Draco began to make his mind see her in new ways. He ran
his hand across his shoulders as the water ran through his hair, running in a
stream down his back.

Draco closed his eyes, wondering how it would feel if she was standing behind
him, kneading and rubbing all the stress he felt away. He let his head fall
back as his fantasy took hold of him. Wishing only that she was there, and
that she was with him. Playing and toying as he wished her to, touching his
lips and running her fingers through his hair.

He started breathing harder as he saw the mental image of Winter in
front of him, holding him with her eyes. Looking up into him, almost through
him with her ice eyes. Seemingly feeling where his fantasy girl touched him.
His back first, then moving down, slightly brushing his cock. He opened his
eyes for a brief moment to look down. His wet hard-on throbbing for attention.
Usually, this wasn\'t his practice. He had many a girl to try to satisfy him at
Hogwart\'s, but he wanted this woman.

Before he could think about it, he closed his eyes again. Returning to his
fantasy, and her as the water continued to fall on him. His hand slowly and
carefully beginning to stroke him. She was before him once again, and his
heart raced along with his mind.

She was there in his mind. Wet, naked, and breathtaking Her Her pale skin
soapy and slick. Long dark hair falling in wet waves, covering her breasts.
Coming closer, burying herself into his neck. Licking the water off in a trail
that brought her too her knees in front of him.

He was breathing hard now, urging his stroking harder. Needing only the
sweet release of his orgasm, but his fantasy wasn\'t done with him yet. Draco
made his eyes shut tighter, not wanting to lose one second of his minds illusion.

She was on her knees, looking up at him as her mouth sucked on his
member. Moving her expert tongue and biting the underside softly. Her
mouth was taking in his huge erection, and wanting more. Never once did
she look away, always keeping contact with him. Staring with a burning
passion, that almost sent him over the edge.

The scene in his mind changed as he began to feel his oncoming release.
Winter had hopped up into his arms and threw her legs around his waist as
he drove into her, sweet moans hot in his ear. Again and again thrusting into
the fantasy girl, as her perky tits bounced with the rhythm. Moving her hips
to meet his, she leaned forward and called his name.

\'Draco!\', she screamed as her orgasm came, and so did he. Feeling it come
on like a tidal wave, shooting through his body, and out the head of his
reddened cock. The now cooling water washing it away as soon as it came.
Draco seized hard, and almost lost his balance. He rode it out still stroking
until it was all gone.

He let himself slide wearily down the slippery tile, \'Oh Merlin\', he thought.
His mind now coming back to him. \'What am I doing?, he asked himself.
Never feeling a self-induced orgasm that intense before. \'What is this
woman doing to me, I need her. I want her! But how to get her?\'

Turning off the shower he stepped out and wrapped a fluffy black towel
around his dripping body. Stark blonde hair dripping and slightly curling
hiding his face, as he caught his breath back. Staring into the mirror,
heaving from the intensity her image had brought him.

Slamming his fists down on the counter, he knew what he had to do. He was
tired and he needed sleep, but that could wait. There was something he had
to do before he could even think of sleep. No way around it, it had to be done,
and now was the only time to do it.
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