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Blood Rain

Chapter 9

Ginny's tears slowed to a trickle as the memories of their time in the room of requirement slowly receded. She knew last nights escape hadn't been one of her finest moments, but what they said really spooked her. The story they told seemed too sci-fi to be real, but she knew it to be very real.

She knew that Lucius Malfoy was evil incarnate, but to experiment on his own son, to use him as part of his master plan? There was a special place in hell for men like that. The devil would surely be grateful when Lucius joined his ranks.

The wind whistled softly through the trees overhead as Ginny lay quietly in the soft green grass. She forced her body and mind to relax as she let the gentle sounds of nature wash over her. She knew she was going to have to make a decision about the Slytherin duo, but she didn't know what to do at this point. The feelings they evoked were too new, too raw, and too delicious.

Delicious? Where in the world had that come from?

She smiled at the thought. They were delicious. Deliciously hot. The feel of their hands running along her body, Blaize's tongue running along her neck…………

Ginny mentally slapped herself as muffled voices pierced the silence.

"I thought I saw Ginny come this way." Harry's winy voice brought a furrow to her brow.

The trio was looking for her.

"So what. She probably wanted a moment of quiet." The annoyance in Hermione's voice was evident.

"I just want to talk to her. We haven't had a decent moment to catch up since we got back to school."

"Mate, we've only been here two days. I don't know how many times she's made it clear she doesn't want anything to do with you. Why don't you just let it go?" Ron asked.

Their arguing voices faded as they walked further away from the lake. Ginny was grateful, she had enough to deal with. Having Harry clinging on her like a vine would send her over the edge. She was sure to get sent to Azkaban for hexing Harry's dick into oblivion. She giggled a little at the thought.

"What's so funny Kitten?" Blaize's soft deep voice brought her out of her thoughts and she sat up. Blaize leaned casually against a tree watching her.

"Hi." She didn't know what to say to him.

Ginny's breath caught in her throat at the electricity that flew between them. She looked around expecting Draco to pop out of the wood work, but it looked like they were alone.

"No Draco this time Kitten, it's just you and me. We agreed that it would be easier if you were eased into this gently. We want you to get to know us, and we want to get to know you."

Blaize pushed off from the tree and sat down in the tall grass next to Ginny.

"Do you think you can handle that? Getting to know us? I don't want to push you into anything that you don't want." The sincerity in his voice affected her deeply. They were giving her a choice when she knew she was their only choice.

"I think I would like that. Would you be willing to answer some of my questions?" She asked hesitantly as she grew accustomed to the feel of him next to her.

"Ask away beautiful."

"If Lucius wanted Draco to become a Berserker, why are you one too?"

Blaize was silent for a few moments gathering his thoughts. The memories were obviously painful.

"My father was with Voldemort from the beginning. He was killed by Aurors after a botched raid on the Order's strong hold. Voldemort awarded me, then a few months old, and my mother to one of his followers. After Voldemort's first supposed death, Lucius was looking for followers to continue "The Great Lord's" work. My Step-Father, one Orpheus Ramaston, thought by offering me up as a sacrifice Lucius would trust him more. I was nothing to him, just another pawn." Rough emotion filled his voice.

Ginny so far had been concentrating on his words, not the tone of his voice. Her eyes had stayed fixated on the rippling blue green water and hadn't strayed to look at his face. When she did, she was shocked at the anger and hatred that shown clearly. She put her hand on top of one of his clenched fists and gently squeezed just to let him know she was there.

"Please continue."

Blaize let out a long sigh and twined their fingers together.

"I was offered up to the experiment as a fail safe in case they had gotten the potion wrong and something happened to Draco. Several plant compounds used in the original formula no longer existed, so they had to make substitutions as they went along. We weren't told what was going on, just that we were going to serve The Dark Lord."

"Draco was dosed first. I was required to watch as they forced the potion down his throat. He didn't want to do it. Neither of us did, but we were only ten years old. We weren't even allowed to carry a wand; we couldn't defend ourselves. There was nothing we could do." The agony was evident in every word he spoke. The hell he and Draco had endured at the hands of those monsters had stayed inside him festering like a putrid wound.

"I assume something went wrong then?" Ginny wanted him to continue, she wanted him to get it all out, rid him of the poisonous memories.

"Malfoy's impatience was what went wrong. Draco wasn't developing as fast as required. He was physically faster and stronger but couldn't shift into any other forms. I was then brought in and the process was repeated, only this time with a more improved potion. The two of us were thrown together and told to figure it out, but we ……………..."

He stopped abrupt as the figures of the Golden Trio broke threw the trees.

"I told you she was here." Harry squeaked excitedly. His exuberance quickly changed to confusion as the trio advanced on Ginny and Blaize. Ginny purposely kept their hands entwined as they both got to their feet. She wanted them to see that she wasn't saving herself for Harry.

"What the fuck is going on here? Get your hands off my sister you Slytherin scum." Ron's deep growl echoed through the woods as he advanced on the couple. Blaize let go of Ginny's hand and stepped in front of her, thinking to protect her from Ron's anger.

"Back off Weasley." Blaize didn't say much, but the way he said it was menacing enough. Ron even took a step back in surprise.

"Look Zabini, we only wanted to talk to Ginny. She missed lunch we were worried about her. We only wanted to make sure she was all right." Hermione was trying to be the voice of reason, but it wasn't working well. Blaize felt they were a threat to his mate and he wasn't going to back down.

Ginny felt the shift in Blaize's body and broke physical contact. She walked around Blaize to face the trio.

"Everything is fine Hermione. I wasn't hungry this morning and wanted to get some fresh air. Blaize was kind enough to accompany me." She smiled sweetly as she took Blaize's hand.

"Why the hell are you holding his hand Ginny?" Harry got closer only to shrink back at Blaize's warning growl.

Her next statement caught them all by surprise, even her.

"Blaize and I are dating Harry. That is usually what people who are dating do."

The looks on their faces would stay with her for the rest of her life. She laughed uncontrollably for almost five full minutes. Harry and Hermione were forced to magically restrain Ron when he tried to attack Blaize.

Blaize just stood there watching the whole affair with cool uninterested eyes, but inside the beast was howling. She had accepted him as her mate. Hadn't she?

She couldn't stop the laughter from escaping her lips. Their faces were just too funny. Ron's face had turned so red it blended with his hair. Hermione just looked confused, and Harry looked hurt.

Why in Merlin's name he would be hurt she didn't know. It wasn't like she hadn't told Harry she just wanted to be friends. She laughed long enough for Harry and Hermione to escort Ron back to the castle vowing to talk with her later. She could only feebly wave at them as she wiped the tears from her eyes.

"I don't think I have ever had that much fun." She said as she faced Blaize expecting his wrath at her declaration of their relationship status.

His eyes, oh God his eyes. Lust oozed from every pore.

"Oh fuck." Ginny whispered as the handsome Slytherin leaned forward and captured her lips in a hot hard kiss.

Overload, hot sweet overload.

His arms wrapped around her waist and brought her flush against his body as his tongue urgently demanded entrance. Ginny gasped as his hand made its way into her shirt and slid against bare flesh. That was the only invitation he needed and his tongue invaded her mouth, tasting, teasing, exploring until they dueled for dominance, for control until she gave into the sensation and his demands.

Her sweet taste was so overwhelming. He knew he would wait a thousand years just to taste her again. No other girl could every hope to compare to the sweet, erotic taste of her warm soft mouth. The others had only served as sustenance until he found her. She was everything he could ever want or hoped to have. Just a single touch of her hand could stop the tremulous beast that threatened to erupt. She truly was the other part of his soul.

Her hands wound themselves around his shoulders and into his soft feathery hair as the sky above them opened up and cold hard rain fell to earth. Ginny let out a squeak and stepped away from Blaize, but he didn't let go.

"Stay love, please stay." His husky voice whispered in her ear, sending delicious shivers down her spine.

She couldn't give in; as much as her heart wanted to stay and feel all the hot desire Blaize promised, her brain needed space to filter it all. Getting kissed into oblivion wasn't going to help with that.

"I can't Blaize. I need time to think. If this is going to work, I need space. I don't want to get hurt."

"I will never hurt you Kitten. NEVER."

"Please Blaize, please understand." She pleaded, hoping that he saw the care and trust that shone in her eyes. She just wasn't ready yet.

Several sets of eyes watched as Ginny squirmed out of Blaize's arms and ran for the castle. Rain and wind pelted and tore at the earth as Blaize's frustrated howl echoed through the forest.

By the time Ginny got back to her room she was soaked through and shivering with cold. She lifted her wand and whispered a drying spell. Instantaneously she was toasty dry, but on the inside she still felt cold, alone. She realized she shouldn't have left him like she had, but she also knew if she had stayed she would feel worse than she already did.

Her body moved on auto pilot as she dressed for bed and got under the covers. Even after turning up the heat in the room, she was still chilled. The clock on the night table said 7 p.m., but it felt like forever since she had slept. Ginny closed her eyes and slowly willed herself to sleep.

She dreamed about violet eyes and soft silky dark hair.

The next day dawned bright and sunny. Dressing quickly, Ginny made her way to the Great Hall for breakfast. She hadn't run into the Golden Trio yet, but she knew it wasn't going to be pleasant when she did. She wouldn't be able to avoid them forever, especially since they attended some of the same classes. Ginny just wanted time to sort it all out. She hadn't meant to blurt out that she was dating Blaize, but she couldn't stop herself. She just hoped that it was going to be worth it in the end.

Upon entering the Great Hall, Ginny quickly took a seat next to Neville and Dean. They were in a heated discussion about the upcoming Ministry election. Ginny put in a comment here and there, but wasn't really listening. Her eyes kept darting towards the Slytherin table and the two boys watching her intently. When she met Blaize's gaze, he winked and heat rushed to her face.

Another twenty minutes went by and Ginny ate her fill. The bell rang and the food disappeared from the tables. School had officially begun. Grabbing her bag, Ginny walked slowly to potions, hoping to run into Blaize or Draco. She wasn't sure what she was going to say, but she knew she had to say something. Not ten feet from the potions classroom, she was stopped by Daphne Snodgrass. Her malicious sneer could be seen a mile away.

Ginny didn't know Daphne that well, but rumors about the Slytherin girl abounded around Hogwarts. Her father had been a Voldemort supporter. The only reason wasn't rotting in Azkaban with her Father was because of Blaize's testimony. Ginny automatically bristled at the malicious smile that spread across the beautiful girls face.

"Hey Weasel. Can you give this to Blaize for me? He left it in my room last night." An emerald green piece of silk was shoved into her hands and with a flip of her blond hair, Daphne was gone.

Time seemed to stand still. The commotion of students running to class was forgotten as Ginny brain finally identified the shiny material in her hands.

"Ginny. Earth to Ginny." Padma Patil called as she waved her hand in front of Ginny's stunned face. "Why are you standing there holding a pair of boy's boxers?"

Monday, October 5th

Dear Diary,

I saw him today. He was with that other Slytherin again. I can't help but be jealous of the time they spend together. He should be with me, not him. He looked so handsome in his robes. All I wanted to do was shout to the world that he belongs to me, but I can't. Not now. He needs to remember what we had. His blood calls to me, eats at me. My hair has started to change again. I need more, and I know just where to get it. He needs to remember how much he loves me, and how much I love him. Her blood will be mine.

Next Time:

The tangy metallic scent of blood filled the room. Ginny bolted for the door only to have it slam violently shut.

Trapped. She was trapped.

Let me know what you think.