The Strange Love

Blaise Zabini was strolling through the woods, high grass around him, tall oaks above him, and birds singing in the crowns. He was staying with his friend Liam Rhenford, and that morning he climbed the steep path that led from Liam's home at the foot of the shore rocks, to the plateau above. He was enjoying himself, but suddenly he saw a big hairy creature that was lurching in the woods. He recognized it instantly for a brollachan, a monster that fed exclusively on young girls. A twinkle appeared in Blaise's eyes. He concentrated, and the next moment he was a beautiful girl, with curly black shoulder-length hair, large black eyes, ruby-red lips, heart-shaped face, dusky skin and all rotundities well in place. He sat on the grass and began to gather flowers around calmly.
The brollachan didn't keep him waiting. It sneaked up to Blaise, who pretended he noticed nothing. The brollachan sneaked right up to Blaise and crouched as to leap. But in that moment Blaise unmasked himself, snatching his wand, and, while the brollachan was dumbfounded, he commanded, "˜Evanesco!'
Brollachan vanished into thin air, and then Blaise heard a gasp.
He turned round. It was a young man, tall and slender, with long auburn hair, blue eyes and white skin, in a long violet silk tunic with slits, a low neck, long full sleeves and pleated skirt to the ground, from under which peeped a blue silk under-tunic with pleated front and sleeves and a pair of maroon silk hose and red leggings with golden spurs.
"˜Oh,' the young man said. "˜You are a wizard, aren't you?'
"˜Yes.' Blaise smiled.
"˜I saw brollachan attacking who I thought was a damsel, and charged to the rescue. But you were quicker.'
"˜It's experience.' Blaise smiled.
"˜Will you be my guest, then? I like you,' the young man said.
"˜Why not?' Blaise said.
"˜My name's Sir Aymeric de Valence.'
"˜Blaise Zabini. I'm a teacher in the Hogwarts wizard school.'
"˜I see,' Aymeric said. "˜Now, please follow me.'
They walked through the woods. Aymeric said.
"˜You must be a very good wizard, to turn into a lady like this.'
"˜I'm talented in some fields,' Blaise said modestly. "˜Like potions, herbs, animal lore, defensive magic.'
"˜You know, I fell in love with the lady, and then I saw it was you,' Aymeric said.
"˜Sorry,' Blaise said.
"˜Well, it can't be helped,' Aymeric shrugged his shoulders.
"˜I suppose so,' Blaise said.
"˜Where's your horse?' Aymeric asked.
"˜I stay with Quaestor Rhenford down in the bay,' Blaise said.
"˜Makes sense,' Aymeric said. "˜Everyone knows he's a wizard. Doesn't he have a tame dragon!?'
Some time later they came to a moated grange with a mossy wall and gable roofs peeping from behind it.
"˜My home, Valence Hall,' Aymeric said.
Blaise nodded.
They walked by a drawbridge through a massive gate with a portcullis into an overgrown courtyard with some buildings. The largest building was of stone, with red tiled roof and arched windows. They crossed the courtyard and entered the manor house.
Blaise saw he was in a large, high hall, with hammer-beam roof, a large sculptured fireplace in the gable wall, windows in deep embrasures with chest-banks in them, arrases on the walls, a carpet on the floor, chest-banks and folding chairs along the walls and a large long table on a dais in the middle, with benches along the table.
"˜You have a good place, Aymeric,' Blaise said.
"˜Thank you.' Aymeric smiled. "˜Can you play chess, Blaise?'
"˜Of course,' Blaise said.
"˜Excellent,' Aymeric said. He unearthed from a chest a chess-board of rosewood and ivory, with fine carved pieces of the same.
"˜Red or white?' Aymeric said.
"˜White,' Blaise said. They sat down on a bench and started to play.
"˜You play really well, Blaise!' Aymeric said.
"˜Thank you, Aymeric.' Blaise smiled.
"˜Blaise, I wanted to ask you"¦' Aymeric said.
"˜Yes?' Blaise asked.
"˜Tell me, is your female form just a semblance, or"¦.'
"˜Or.' Blaise said. "˜It's Transfiguration.'
Aymeric breathed out:
"˜If so"¦Blaise, I am enamored of your female shape. Will you turn again into a lady so we can be couched together? Or is this entirely repugnant to you?'
His eyes were full of hope. Blaise said.
"˜Not at all, Aymeric, my friend.'
Aymeric was shining.
"˜Let's go to my chamber, then.'
Aymeric led the way. It was a large chamber upstairs, with arrases on the walls and a carpet n the floor, like the great hall, with chests along the walls, a great carved fireplace, a peg for the clothes, and a large four-poster with crimson silk curtains and cover.
Blaise smiled and turned into a girl again. Aymeric, starry-eyed, took her in his hands and laid her on the bed. There he unbuttoned her crimson silk tunic, took off her white silk singlet and himself took off both his tunics, his leggings and hose, and his white silk pants and shirt. Then he lay down on his lady, caressed and kissed her tight little breasts with black nipples, her rounded dusky belly, her steep dark hips and the dark curly hair between them. Flushed, he reclined on her with all his bulk and penetrated her. She gasped. Aymeric, the proud victor, took her all. Then he lay back near her. She closed her eyes and dozed.
Some time later Blaise opened his eyes, a dark young man as he was. He dressed himself and relaxed.
Aymeric came in with a silver embossed tray that had a crystal goblet with red wine and a piece of cake.
"˜Thank you.' Blaise smiled. "˜Are you satisfied?'
"˜Fully,' Aymeric said.
"˜Good,' Blaise said.
"˜You're strange, Blaise Zabini, but I like you for it,' Aymeric said.
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