Chains of Darkness
Chapter 1 Where there is smoke.....
Calmly the boy in the windowsill stared out before himself, a stream of smoke blowing out over his lips. His white blond hair fell in artistic disarray over his forehead, here and there a lock reaching his eyes.
Once more a pale hand raised the cigarette to those lips, taking another whiff of it.
The other hand had fallen to the sill, long fingers drumming on the wooden surface they rested on.
Eyes half closed the boy seemed to savour the taste of the cigarette, inhaling deeply before once more releasing the smoke through his nostrils and mouth.
Raising his other hand he rubbed one leather encased knee which had appeared through the opening of his robe.
In the back of the room a door creaked, yet the boy bore it no heed.
Why be bothered by such trivialities?
Footsteps fell on the floorboards, then a bag fell to the floor, followed by the soft shush of something that sounded like cloth cutting through the air before coming to rest on a chair to the side, just within his range of vision.
Lazily the boy inhaled his cigarette once more, then slowly turned his head to the side before letting the smoke go.
A girl stood in the middle of the room; it was her cape that lay to the side on a chair, her bag that lay forgotten on the ground.
Smirking the boy slid his eyes over her, noting she was unbuttoning her robes, obviously oblivious to his presence in the room.
The last button popped free and she cast aside her robe.
His smirk widened as he slid his eyes over her once more, forgetting his cigarette: The girl was wearing the shortest skirt he had seen in this school so far, matched by the short top that ended right under her breast. Her bellybutton was pierced – would her parents know that?
Who was this girl?
Startled she looked around as he placed his feet back on the floor with a soft 'thud'. Dropping his cigarette onto the wooden floor he squashed it beneath his bootheel, while smirking at the girl. Then slowly, he began to walk towards her.
Holding still right in front of her he met her startled yet intrigued gaze and placed his hand on her cheek.
*
Ginny's mind was racing. She stared into his blazing eyes, taking in the piercing in his left eyebrow, the tousled hair which gave him a bedroom look and the earring dangling from his right ear.
Bad Boy! The thought raced through her brain as she stared into those mesmerising eyes.
So hot they seemed... so attractive... so close....
She saw his face come closer and closer to hers and she dropped her gaze to his lips.
Oh! Why had she chosen this room of all rooms to enter?!
His lips touched hers... soft, warm, resilient...
Why had she decided to wear those clothes she had secretly bought today, of all days to choose from?
She was sure he would never have noticed her without them....
But did she truly want that?
His lips moved over hers in featherlight caresses, then firmed as he placed his hands on her hips and drew her up against him.
The material of his robe felt cool against her stomach, his fingers felt hot, like they were trying to burn their way right through the material of her skirt.
Without thinking she opened her mouth beneath his, his tongue snaking in instantly, tangling with hers.
*
Draco's head was spinning.
Who was this girl?
His fingers firming on her hips he drew her into him, her curves fitting snugly to his form. Letting go of her lips he began kissing her jawline, enjoying her softly hissing breath as he snaked out his tongue to taste the velvety softness of her skin. Sliding his hands down and under her hips he enjoyed the bare skin he encountered there for a brief second before lifting her up against him.
Ignoring the alarmbells ringing in her head, Ginny moved one leg up and placed it around his hips, holding herself in that position.
She was so hypnotised by him she had become oblivious to her surroundings....
However, he did hear the slow and steady approach of footsteps.
One long moment he let his tongue caress the flesh of her shoulder, then he grazed her earlobe with his teeth. "Someone is coming." His low, raspy voice cut through the fog in her brain, then he drew back from her and set her back upon her feet, steadying her when she stumbled.
"Come back here tonight. I'll be waiting for you." He handed her her robe, then he was gone.
Totally disoriented, Ginny pulled her robe back on.
Had this just really happened?
That boy.... BAD!
The word flared in her mind, but she just smiled, for she liked bad.
And he had been obviously interested in her, had even asked her to come back –
What was she thinking?!
She simply couldn't.... shouldn't....
Sighing, Ginny drew her robe on over her outfit, then lifted her bag to go and find some other place to study in.... A safe place. Preferably her dormroom....
A place where he would not come...
No matter how much she wanted him to.
But when had she ever gotten exactly what she wanted?
Why shouldn't she go to him tonight?
Why couldn't she have that which she wanted so badly for once in her life?
Oh, she knew why.... but did she really want to listen to that voice?
Deep down she had always wanted to dally with a bad boy.... would there ever be another chance like this?
No! She had to resist! She just had to-
But what if she couldn't......
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Chapter 1 Where there is smoke.....
Calmly the boy in the windowsill stared out before himself, a stream of smoke blowing out over his lips. His white blond hair fell in artistic disarray over his forehead, here and there a lock reaching his eyes.
Once more a pale hand raised the cigarette to those lips, taking another whiff of it.
The other hand had fallen to the sill, long fingers drumming on the wooden surface they rested on.
Eyes half closed the boy seemed to savour the taste of the cigarette, inhaling deeply before once more releasing the smoke through his nostrils and mouth.
Raising his other hand he rubbed one leather encased knee which had appeared through the opening of his robe.
In the back of the room a door creaked, yet the boy bore it no heed.
Why be bothered by such trivialities?
Footsteps fell on the floorboards, then a bag fell to the floor, followed by the soft shush of something that sounded like cloth cutting through the air before coming to rest on a chair to the side, just within his range of vision.
Lazily the boy inhaled his cigarette once more, then slowly turned his head to the side before letting the smoke go.
A girl stood in the middle of the room; it was her cape that lay to the side on a chair, her bag that lay forgotten on the ground.
Smirking the boy slid his eyes over her, noting she was unbuttoning her robes, obviously oblivious to his presence in the room.
The last button popped free and she cast aside her robe.
His smirk widened as he slid his eyes over her once more, forgetting his cigarette: The girl was wearing the shortest skirt he had seen in this school so far, matched by the short top that ended right under her breast. Her bellybutton was pierced – would her parents know that?
Who was this girl?
Startled she looked around as he placed his feet back on the floor with a soft 'thud'. Dropping his cigarette onto the wooden floor he squashed it beneath his bootheel, while smirking at the girl. Then slowly, he began to walk towards her.
Holding still right in front of her he met her startled yet intrigued gaze and placed his hand on her cheek.
*
Ginny's mind was racing. She stared into his blazing eyes, taking in the piercing in his left eyebrow, the tousled hair which gave him a bedroom look and the earring dangling from his right ear.
Bad Boy! The thought raced through her brain as she stared into those mesmerising eyes.
So hot they seemed... so attractive... so close....
She saw his face come closer and closer to hers and she dropped her gaze to his lips.
Oh! Why had she chosen this room of all rooms to enter?!
His lips touched hers... soft, warm, resilient...
Why had she decided to wear those clothes she had secretly bought today, of all days to choose from?
She was sure he would never have noticed her without them....
But did she truly want that?
His lips moved over hers in featherlight caresses, then firmed as he placed his hands on her hips and drew her up against him.
The material of his robe felt cool against her stomach, his fingers felt hot, like they were trying to burn their way right through the material of her skirt.
Without thinking she opened her mouth beneath his, his tongue snaking in instantly, tangling with hers.
*
Draco's head was spinning.
Who was this girl?
His fingers firming on her hips he drew her into him, her curves fitting snugly to his form. Letting go of her lips he began kissing her jawline, enjoying her softly hissing breath as he snaked out his tongue to taste the velvety softness of her skin. Sliding his hands down and under her hips he enjoyed the bare skin he encountered there for a brief second before lifting her up against him.
Ignoring the alarmbells ringing in her head, Ginny moved one leg up and placed it around his hips, holding herself in that position.
She was so hypnotised by him she had become oblivious to her surroundings....
However, he did hear the slow and steady approach of footsteps.
One long moment he let his tongue caress the flesh of her shoulder, then he grazed her earlobe with his teeth. "Someone is coming." His low, raspy voice cut through the fog in her brain, then he drew back from her and set her back upon her feet, steadying her when she stumbled.
"Come back here tonight. I'll be waiting for you." He handed her her robe, then he was gone.
Totally disoriented, Ginny pulled her robe back on.
Had this just really happened?
That boy.... BAD!
The word flared in her mind, but she just smiled, for she liked bad.
And he had been obviously interested in her, had even asked her to come back –
What was she thinking?!
She simply couldn't.... shouldn't....
Sighing, Ginny drew her robe on over her outfit, then lifted her bag to go and find some other place to study in.... A safe place. Preferably her dormroom....
A place where he would not come...
No matter how much she wanted him to.
But when had she ever gotten exactly what she wanted?
Why shouldn't she go to him tonight?
Why couldn't she have that which she wanted so badly for once in her life?
Oh, she knew why.... but did she really want to listen to that voice?
Deep down she had always wanted to dally with a bad boy.... would there ever be another chance like this?
No! She had to resist! She just had to-
But what if she couldn't......
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Reviews flow and reviews go,
We all want them because we know,
That when we get them we can steal the show,
Or be burned down by them ;)
Please review!
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I
V