Chapter 6: Urges.
Cassandra went to the other side of the classroom and grabbed a meter stick, holding it out in front of her like a weapon.
This was bad…very bad indeed.
She glanced at her watch quickly.
"Shit, there's still forty minutes left," she mumbled.
She looked back up at Krum, who was watching her curiously.
"What's your problem?" he asked, "It's not poisoned."
As if to prove his point, he took another bite of the apple and Cassandra winced.
Viktor started to laugh at the look on her face, when he suddenly stopped…and just looked at Cassandra.
"Dianna, you are so dead when I get out of here," she whispered.
……………….WITH VIKTOR…………..
It was that feeling again, and immediately he knew that she hadn't been lying.
"Shit," he breathed when he looked at Cassandra.
"Yeah, that would be a good word for it," Cassandra laughed bitterly.
"What am I supposed to do now?" he asked.
"Obviously not what your body wants you to," she grimaced, "Just stay away from me for the next forty minutes and we'll be ok."
He nodded and closed his eyes, focusing on fighting out the images of Cassandra wrapped in his arms out of his head. It seemed like each time he fought back, the more difficult it became to resist her.
When he opened his eyes he was shocked to see that he had moved forward a few steps.
"I thought you were trying to fight it!" she exclaimed.
"I am!" he yelled at her, "But do you have any idea how much it hurts to deny this fucking curse!"
She just stood there, making as much space between them as she could without backing herself into any corners.
So they stood there like that for who knows how long, the pressure increasing more and more with each breath he took.
"How long has it been?" he choked out after a while.
She looked down at her watch, "Umm…five minutes?"
He wanted to hit something, "Five minutes! That's it? That means that there's still thirty-five minutes left…"
"Those are really great math skills, but you should be concentrating on staying away from me," she said.
He looked up again to find that he was a few steps closer, slowly weaving his way through the desks toward her.
He had to find a way to fight this…but, the closer he got to her, the less it hurt, and the better it felt.
How was he suppose to fight that off?
As he watched her, he found himself desiring her. He wanted to kiss her, he wanted to touch her, he wanted to do whatever he could within thirty minutes.
"Can you please explain what this potion is about and how long it lasts?" he asked.
"Well, umm, its called a lust potion. It forces your body to do indulge in urges while your mind stays focused and, well, sane in a way," she said.
"How long does it last?"
"Dianna told me that it depends…" she faded off.
"On what?" he choked out as he took another step toward her.
She flushed, "Well, the longer you resist the potion, the longer it lasts…and…umm"
"And what?" he looked up at her as s bead of sweat fell from his brow.
"The longer you resist it…the stronger it gets," she mumbled quickly.
He groaned as another wave of pain shot through him and he was forced to take a few steps closer.
"I'm really sorry ok?" she suddenly spat out, "If I would have known it would have been this painful…then I wouldn't have done it."
"Then do something for me," he said softly, "Give in to it, don't make me suffer."
"…I'm not that sorry," she whispered.
"Come on! I don't want to do this any more then you do!" he exclaimed, "But this hurts like a mother! And maybe if you helped me…just a little, then it would make it more bearable."
She laughed at this, "Um, well, if you would have thought of this in the beginning when the potion was weakest, then ok, maybe I would have helped you there. But are you kidding me? The potion is ten times stronger now. If I let you catch me, then I would have little to no chance of getting away."
She had gone around a few desks now to put more space between them, and the pain increased.
"I won't, I promise," he groaned.
"Krum, I'm going to be brutally honest. Physical strength wise, I don't stand a chance against you. That mixed with hormones…not such a good mix for weak, wandless witches like me," she said.
He gasped for breath as the pain increased even more. It felt like someone had set him on fire and made him carry a thousand pound rock.
"What time is it?" he asked.
Without thinking Cassandra looked down at her watch, "We have twenty minutes left."
When she looked back up she almost screamed. Viktor had taken the distraction as a window and made a grab for her.
She dodged under his hand and ran across the room, Viktor right behind her.
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Turning around quickly, she did the only thing she could think of.
She took a swing at him with the meter stick.
He caught it effortlessly in his hand.
"Oops," she smiled weakly.
He ripped it from her hand and flung it across the room.
Grabbing her roughly by the shoulders he threw her against the wall. She winced in pain as her head connected with concrete. Krum advanced on her quickly, pressing his body against hers.
She managed to put her hands on his chest as a barricade and she shoved his as hard as she could.
Which didn't end up being very hard…
He easily caught her wrists in his hands and pinned them on the wall on either side of her head. She tried to kick at him and he forced his body against Cassandra's, trapping her against the wall.
……………….WITH VIKTOR…………….
The feel of her body under his made the pain lessen greatly, but it was still there. His mind rattled with the sudden pleasure he was feeling and he was caught off guard when she pushed him away.
He caught her slim wrists in his hands and pinned them by her head. Then he forced his body on her, rendering her helpless.
They were both breathing hard and he rested his head momentarily in the crook of her neck. He could feel her pulse beating rapidly just below the surface.
He didn't want to do this, and yet there was nothing else he'd rather do. He couldn't figure out what was the potion and what was his natural feelings.
He moved his lips along her neck, searching for her lips.
"Fight it," she whispered in his ear in an almost pleading tone.
He found her mouth and paused for a moment, looking into her bright eyes.
"I can't fight it anymore," he whispered, "not when it feels this good."
Before she could protest he crushed his lips against hers. She squealed and started to struggle beneath him, but he just kissed her harder.
……………………WITH CASSANDRA………………..
That kiss blew her mind. There was no other way to describe it. She had never been kissed like that, ever.
How could something so wrong, feel so god damn right?
But the sensible part of her mind told her it was wrong and so, she struggled.
This only resulted in Krum kissing her harder, bruising her lips, and pressing his body harder against hers.
She was getting short of breath…if he kept going at this rate, he would suffocate her.
…not a bad way to die though.
Shut up!
His lips moved against hers, begging her to kiss him back. Each movement was just making things hotter and hotter.
……………….WITH VIKTOR……………..
He moved his lips against hers, but she still didn't respond and it was making the pain come back…
Suddenly, she relaxed a little and started to slowly kiss him back.
It was like fireworks suddenly went off within him, and he forgot all about the fact that he was kissing his enemy.
A smile crept across his lips as he lightened the kiss a bit, allowing himself to enjoy the feel of her lips against his.
He had kissed a lot of girls in his life, but never like this…never with so much passion, with so much need. Then again, the potion had a lot to do with it.
He released her wrists slowly, and when she didn't make a move to escape, he moved his hands so that he cupped her face. Her hands didn't move for a moment, and she just rested them against the wall.
Viktor moved one of his hands behind her neck, deepening the kiss, and Cassandra sighed against his lips. Suddenly her arms were around his neck as she kissed him full force.
The pain of the potion was gone now, and all Viktor could feel was the heat that was increasing within him. His kisses became more urgent as he let his hands travel down to her waist, and one went to the small of her back, pressing her closer to him.
Cassandra turned her head so that her lips were out of reach, and she gasped for much needed breath. Viktor took the opportunity to place a trail of light kisses down her jaw and onto her neck. She let out a sudden gasp, and her grip on him tightened. He had found her weak spot. Nibbling softly, he began to suck on the nape of her neck while his hands traveled under her shirt to her back.
…………….WITH CASSANDRA………….
A jot of electricity shot through her when his lips came into contact with her neck and she gasped. Its felt like he was placing hot coals along her neck. Then the sudden chill of his hands on her bare back made her shiver.
The mix of fire and ice drove her insane, and she loved it.
As he continued kissing her neck, her eyes wandered toward the clock standing across the room.
And what she saw confused her to no end…
The potion had worn off almost ten minutes ago…
Then…why was he still kissing her?
……………WITH VIKTOR……….
Viktor didn't notice when Cassandra suddenly tensed from beneath him, but he sure as hell noticed when her hands came between them and she shoved him away from her.
He expected the sudden jolt of pain that came along with the potion, but was surprised to find that he felt amazing.
When he looked at the clock and realized that the potion had worn off long ago, he flushed.
"Having a little too much fun were we?" Cassandra straightened out her uniform as she glared at him.
"I don't think I was the only one," he shot back.
She rolled her eyes, "Hey, its not like I could help it, you were the one who wouldn't stop assaulting my neck."
"Oh, was that what I was doing? By the way you were reacting, I would dare to say that you enjoyed it. And besides, you weren't exactly telling me to stop."
Her eyes narrowed at him as her cheeks turned red. Suddenly the door behind them opened and Alai walked through the door.
"Karkaroff is busy and sent me to come and get you two," he said.
Cassandra rushed past him and hurried out the door.
"What's with her?" Alai asked.
Viktor shrugged.
They started walking back to the common room together, neither of them in the mood to go to classes.
"So, did you two fix up your issues in there?" Alai laughed sarcastically.
Viktor tried to hold back his blush, but that only resulted in further embarrassment.
"I think that last hour just made things even more complicated," Viktor sighed as they walked into the common room together.
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Stalking into the Lunain common room, Cassandra scanned the room for her target.
She spotted Dianna sitting by the fire with Amy. When she spotted Cassandra coming, she jumped about a foot, her eyes as big as saucers.
"Cassandra! Tell us everything!" Amy squealed, "Did you kill him? What did he say? What did he do?"
She glared past Amy to Dianna who was looking more and more confused by the second.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Dianna crossed her arms across her chest.
Cassandra took a few deep breaths….
"No reason, sorry. I guess I'm still in a bad mood from being stuck in that room for an hour with that idiot Krum," Cassandra put on a fake smile.
"So…nothing…happened?" Amy looked disappointed.
Cassandra didn't understand what she meant by "something", but she didn't really want to find out either.
"No nothing, just glares mostly," she lied, "but…um…listen. I'm really tired, so I'm going to take a nap and skip the rest of the day, alright?"
Dianna looked unconvinced, "Are you sure you are ok? He didn't say anything did he? I could hex him if you want me to…"
"No, that's alright," Cassandra patted her friend on the cheek and then walked up to her room.
Waving her wand, she sealed the drapes so that it was almost pitch black in the room. The weather outside was dismal as it always was, so it wouldn't matter either way.
Sighing, she lay on her bed, not bothering to change. She wouldn't sleep, she would wander around the castle once the common room was empty. But there was no way in hell that she would go to classes.
Without warning, a tear slid down her cheek to the edge of her nose, and Cassandra wiped it away quickly with the edge of her robe. She winced…she smelled like him. His spicy aftershave and quidditch broom smell.
More tears began to gather in her eyes.
Why was she crying?
Surly not over someone as worthless as Krum…
She brought her hand to her lips slowly…they were still tingling pleasantly.