Disclaimer: Nothing but Mela and the plot idea belong to me. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling.
Quick note: Because of the reviews I have gotten I'm posting the rest of the story. If you flame me you will be made fun of in the next chapter. You have been warned. This is to stop all death threats, even thought I haven't gotten any.
To Love a Nazi
Chapter 16- Chimera
Mela sat in the corner watching as the meeting went on around her. She usually sat in on these meetings unless something more important came up. Nothing usually did. She was amazed that it was only now that the people in the room were suspecting there was a link somewhere in the high-ranking officials.
The people in this room were the highest of the high. They were Hitler's most trusted people. If you could say that he trusted anyone, but himself. These men relied on Hitler and Draco to tell them what to do. They all knew that Draco had left the war for a year. He had come back in 1943, with some new skills under his waist. Things that this group had never seen and because of that, they turned to him more and more. They never asked about these new skills.
Mela always wondered about him. The skills he had reminder her of.......Her thoughts stopped as she heard her name mentioned in conversation. She started to listen in even more.
"Do you think that it's the new mistress? What's her name?," one of the men asked.
"Mela, and no it could not be her because she is somewhat loyal to us," Hitler responded.
"How do you know that?," another man joined the questioning.
"Because if she wasn't she would have killed me in my sleep. She does have many chances to do so," Hitler replied. "If we are questioning other's whores maybe you all should think about what YOU say to those you sleep with. And so, if we are done with all of this, shall we move on to our battle plans? The enemy has found a way to confuse us. What we have to do is find out how and stop it. As we do that we will only trust those we have worked with for a long time."
The meeting continued like that until late at night. It might have gone long, but the men were getting sleepy and not nice. As they all left Hitler called for Draco to stay behind, then he called Mela to him.
"My dear, please wait for me in our rooms, I will not be but a minute more."
"Of course."
Well, as it may be she didn't listen into the conversation. She was tired, tired of the world that kept on turning and making her go through all of this. She felt dead to the world. Her garden was in full bloom, but she hadn't been there in weeks. It felt like it wasn't worth it anymore. She was never going to get out of here, so why should she try? Because everyone was counting on her.
She made it to the bedroom with her body in one piece, but not her mind. She sat on the bed waiting. She waited like this every evening for him. He always came and destroyed her. She had heard rumors of why he kept her there for so long. It was to break her soul. To prove to himself that he was god. She couldn't let that happen. She got down to her knees by the bed and started to pray.
"Dear God, the father of all. I know that you may not care for me, but please give the strength to go on. The power to never weaken under his grasp. Let me live, if only to kill him. Thank you god for all, Amen."
Her prayer wasn't like the ones she had learned as a child. It was one that she had created to meet her situation. It was also short enough so that she was done as the door opened to revile him. The same thing happened every night. He would come back and they would fuck. There was nothing in it for her, so why should she call it something that had some meaning to her like sex or making love? The same thing happened every night, she would block out her mind, let her body respond however it might, but she didn't have to be there. Tonight was different, she sunk in to a memory that she hadn't had in years. It was of her first time.
He was trying to get away from the war. He stayed with my family for a few weeks before he moved on. In the last week he told me he loved me. I had fallen for him as well. Losing my virginity was amazing, he was such a wonderful lover.
I remember that night like it was just a few hours ago. After he told me he loved me, we deiced to meet out in the fields. We just were going to talk, but one thing led to another and soon we were kissing.
Our lips found each other before I new what was truly happening. The desire that we had for the past week was put into that kiss. He started to make the kiss deeper; he outlined my lips with his tongue. I started to moan and I opened my mouth for him. We began to explore the other's mouth, finding all of the places that made the other moan and encrypted them in our minds. It was over too soon, we both needed air. We were both amazed at how much the other want them.
His hands started to roam over my body. The kiss started again, the passion was greater this time. Our tongues battled as we moaned into each other's mouths. His hands worked at the bindings of my shirt. It came off within a few seconds. His hands touched my breasts and I arched away as the coldness hardened my nipples. He took that moment to latch onto them. The warmth of his mouth shocked me as I had just got used to the cold. His mouth was on one as he started to rub the other one.
I had just enough thought left in my to start taking off his shirt. It piled off of him. I could finally feel his body, the lines of muscles and the nubs of his nipples. They hardened as I rubbed them, trying to give him the pleasure he was giving me.
His hands attacked my pants. They were taking them off. He laid me down as my pants came off. I reached up and started to take his pants off. I was able to.
I saw his penis, it was the first time I had ever seen was under the pants of a man. I grabbed it. His head reared back and he started to moan. I had found a way to please him back. I slid out from under his legs, my hand still on him. I took him in my mouth. I felt him in me. I started to lick and suck on him. His moans became louder and more urgent.
Soon he rolled me onto my back and started to explore me with his tongue. He teased my breasts until just blowing across them, made me moan. Then he started down and found all the places that would make me moan and cry out. Finally, his tongue found that place between my legs. He started to lick there. My moans became even more frantic. I was about to explode when he stopped.
I looked to see what he was doing. His eyes captured mine as he entered me. He had already told me that the first time was going to hurt. But I didn't know what he meant. When he broke my barrier it hurt so much. He stopped and let me get used to it. After a few minutes he started to pump into me. It was the most amazing thing ever. Finally neither one of us could go on any longer and we exploded.
The next day he said he had to go. He wouldn't give me a good reason why he had to go, but he just did. I was torn up.
When the Nazi came the next week, I knew that he had known that they were coming. I couldn't deal with it, so I ran away. I ran away for a year that changed my life and when I came back it was to save Harry. But, I was caputered and brought here.
Mela woke to find Hitler asleep with his arm around her chest. She knew that she wouldn't be asleep for hours, yet. This was the time she best thought. Her plans were coming together. All that was needed now was to polish it up and show it to the world. It was time for the walls surrounding Hitler's mind to come down. His fantasy world was about to be torn apart.
She smiled as she fell asleep earlier than she thought she would. Hitler woke the next morning to see a smile upon his lover's face and smiled back. Maybe finally he was getting nearer to her heart.
Chimera means fantasy.
