Perpetual Nonsense AN: Hey guys! We're back at it! Sorry, this update took a little longer, but there was a hell of a lot that changed in it from the first time this was posted so this chapter needed more attention. If you were reading before this is the last chapter that had been posted so after this it's going to be all new. I just want to thank everyone who reviewed or even just read this fic because it has been such a joy so far to go on this dark journey with Fran! I keep getting Swan Lake type vibes from this fic and I honestly love it. Anyways, onto my music choice for this chapter. I pretty much just listened to "Once upon a december" but the Ethereal remix and then Phantom of the opera, but just a cello version, and then Pas de Deux by Tchaikovsky who happens to be my favorite composer. Basically, all classical music haha Anyways, I'll shut up and let the adults such as Fran talk. Hope you enjoy the new chapter!
Fran here: Here we go again, yay. Lol, I am older than Nonsense but not an adult at all. Let me remind her how much anime I watch every freaking season and such. Talking about Nonsense, she tends to be so quick at writing that gives me a headache at times since I like to take my time to make sure everything is up to my ridiculously high expectations. She has been bugging me half of the day to read what she modified to the point that I took a laptop and started checking everything while at work between reports and my boss [that we all call Chucky since pops up out of nowhere with a creepy smile] breathing on my neck. Anyhow, I just checked what she wrote plus added some tweaks here and there and yup, after this one everything would be uncharted waters for all of you. I need to fight my writer's block with some of my other stories in other fandoms but I will continue working on strike with nonsense until we go all the way down the rabbit's hole. Oh yeah, I went with Alicia Keys' song 'show me love' for the title, it's such an awesome song, highly recommended same as Jorja Smith's - the one, teenage fantasy and on your own.
Pappa PN: Damnit! My dumb ass completely forgot that this had been posted already and some people knew! Haha well you win some, you lose some XD Hermione and Gabrielle's relationship is definitely going to be an interesting one to write seeing as they think they're mate or Gabrielle does and Hermione is drawn to her, but they're not really. It's kind of a hard subject to tackle. Fran and I have been going back and forth on it for forever haha so we'll be just as surprised as you when we figure it out XD Anyways, thanks for reviewing! Hope you enjoy the newish chapter. Fran here: LOL Nonsense, I told you that it wasn´t gonna work! I have loyal readers that checked the first draft, anyhow, glad to see you back reading this new take on that story and do not fret, we will continue it somehow and about
SH4D0W44 PN: yessss! We got one! Haha Fran here: LOL you fell for it, blame it on nonsense. Oh wait, I came up with that storyline, welp, you fell for it anyways.
PlPhoenix PN: Oh, it's just going to get more twisted and gnarly the further we go in. The insanity has just begun X3. Fran here: Oh my dear, you have seen nothing yet, this will be an interesting ride.
SilentBug PN: I'm so glad you like the little twist we're putting on this story! It was never really meant to be this way, to begin with, but after Fran and I talked for a while we kind of came to the conclusion it would be different and interesting to see a mate story kind of gone wrong. Kind of one like one of those dark fairy tales or tragic romances or greek tragedies which I am personally a sucker for. Since this is only the beginning things are sure to just get crazier and crazier and we're super excited to drag you all along on this journey with us X3. Thank you so much for the review and I do so hope you enjoy the newest installment X). Fran here: Back when I was writing Antique, I decided on creating all the veela lore from scratch (almost since I took some of what was stated before by a gazillion fics on mates) and added different layers to all of what was known, the result is a very interesting take on veela that I wanted to use in all my stories. In a way, I craved for depth and now I have something that helps me a lot when I am thinking about new veela stories. After talking with nonsense about it we really wanted to add a twist and a lot of what-ifs popped up, this is just one of them and yup, I am a huge fan of greek tragedies as well. Thanks for giving a chance to our story.
Hatestohurtyou PN: Ah, sorry. We really wanted it to be a surprise and felt like that would be a super big spoiler to put in the summary X (No hard feelings if this tale isn't for you though. We appreciate you even stopping to read it for a minute X). Fran here: ahem, a tag would have ruined the surprise for the ones that didn´t read the first draft, don´t you think? In any case, you are free to drop it if it´s not your cup of tea.
SigneG PN: Yay! Another one liked the twist! See Fran!? We got another one! X) haha thank you for the review and for putting up with our shenanigans. Hope you like the new chapter X). Fran here: Hahaha nonsense was all jumping around when she saw people falling for our teaser, thanks for your review and I hope you enjoy the next chap as well.
Rose Russo PN: I'm so glad you decided on reviewing this story! It's an honor X) Fran is the one with all the genius about the different stages of the veelahaha I just sit there dumbly and ask her to explain again, but this time as if I was a five-year-old lmao Anyways, I'm so entirely thrilled that you're liking our take on the veela mating and such! I hope you like the newest installment because it is definitely going to mix things up X3. Fran here: Lol nonsense talks as if I am a genius or something, I just invested a ridiculous amount of time reading almost all the Fleurmione out there and decided to write a deeper veela mythology that can be of use in any story I decided to write, besides she´s not dumb, just too hyper at times lol. I love history and I think that veela deserved their own so I gave it a try and I turned our quite alright I might add. I am glad you liked the story so far, we will keep on working hard on it (well, more like nonsense bugging me at 3am and I trying to sleep) thanks for the review :)
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4.- Show me love
Hermione sat on a red stool at the hotel bar under the dim lights, casually stirring her vodka tonic with her little black straw to give off an aloof demeanor as she eyed the fairy she learned to be known as Gabrielle sipping on a martini with a sly grin that she didn't bother on hiding.
She tried not to look as intrigued as she really was, but couldn't stop her gaze from lingering when she saw the hairpin curve of Gabrielle's pink lips when she caught the Ravenclaw attempting to discreetly gaze at her.
Hermione knew she had been caught when the girl smiled as she did, but Gabrielle remained silent as she casually pulled the sword-shaped toothpick from her martini, delicately placing an olive in her mouth and wrapping her lips around the bitter fruit before extracting the sword from it at an excruciatingly slow pace.
Colette couldn't hold back her eye roll as she watched her cousin put on quite the show for this new stranger that had immediately caught her attention which was rare for the Delacour even at this stage of her veela form.
Colette wasn't against the girl's behavior in the slightest though, she was more upset she didn't have a partner herself and from the looks of the people in this rustic looking bar, she wouldn't be finding one any time soon; at least not one that fit her criteria.
"So..." Hermione seemed to flounder for a moment when Gabrielle looked at her with that mischievous twinkle in those bright sapphire eyes she was so well known for.
"So..." the fairy smirked, mirroring the brunette sitting a seat away from her. She thought it was kind of funny this woman chose to keep a seat between them as if distancing herself from the veela would somehow ease the tension that had so quickly built between them.
Hermione inwardly chided herself for acting like a child with no experience with women; she was the golden mamba for Merlin's sake. She never had a problem getting women or talking to them, so this should be no different. "Do you guys come here often?"
Hermione immediately wanted to hit herself in the forehead for asking such a dumb question, but Gabrielle didn't laugh. She just looked at the photographer with an amused grin. "Are you trying to 'it on me?"
"What?" Hermione scoffed, trying to cover up her embarrassment at using such a cliché pick up line. "No. Of course not." She scrambled to try to recover from such a horrible attempt at a conversation. "I'm just genuinely curious if you two come around here often. Not this hotel obviously, seeing as you two were lost. I meant Norway."
Shut up, Granger. You're rambling. Hermione reprimanded herself, wanting to slam her head into the hardwood of the bar at how ridiculous she sounded.
"Occasionally," Colette answered for her amused, yet very enamored cousin.
"We 'ave a cabin out een ze woods zat we-" Gabrielle started, but was cut off by a sharp jab from her cousin. The shorter girl glared over at Colette for the interruption, but blue eyes gave her a pointed look, telling her to keep her mouth shut about the cabin. Non-veela's weren't supposed to know about the cabin or really anything about their culture, at all.
"I must apologize for my cousin." Gabrielle scowled at Colette before putting her charming smile back on for Hermione. "She doesn't get out much."
Outrage shone on Colette's face at Gabrielle's easy dismissal of her. "Quoi!?"
"Tais-toi." Gabrielle hissed at the other girl before turning her full attention to the photographer. "What brings you out 'ere?"
"I'm just here with Tonks to get some nature pictures." Hermione smiled, deciding that playing coy and keeping her fame to herself would be the better approach.
"Oh." Gabrielle became a little solemn at the mention of this Tonks girl while Colette perked up. "So, you're on vacation wiz your girlfriend zen?"
A laugh slipped from Hermione's lips at the absurdity of Tonks being her girlfriend; that would never happen. "Heavens no. Tonks is my assistant."
Just as quick as Gabrielle fell from her high, she was right back when she found out this girl was just Hermione's assistant. "So, work zen."
"Ees zis Tonks girl cute?" Colette jumped in with a grin.
Hermione seemed to ponder the question for a moment while Gabrielle looked mildly irritated by the interruption.
"I guess so." Hermione shrugged. "Not my type though."
"Oh?" Gabrielle raised an eyebrow, a catlike smile spreading across her face. "What ees your type?"
"I usually go for red-heads." Hermione grinned when she saw the blonde's face drop a bit; the Ravenclaw knew the other girl was confident she would perfectly describe her, but she had to gain some footing back after her horrendous pickup line. "But I'm starting to like blondes."
"You 'ave good taste zen." Gabrielle replied smugly as she took a sip from her martini while Colette rolled her eyes for what felt like the millionth time that night at their blatant flirting that made her want to gag.
She gave the shorter girl a slight nudge as if to tell her to hurry things along because she was becoming alarmingly impatient. Gabrielle could have her fun, but only once they found someone for her too and this Tonks girl could be promising.
"So..." Gabrielle cleared her throat, giving Colette a scathing look out of the corner of her eye; she really needed a little more time to warm Hermione up, but her cousin was becoming antsy. "You are staying 'ere?" She asked as she batted her eyelashes at the brunette.
"Yeah." Hermione nodded her head as she looked down into her drink that was almost gone. "We're in one of the bigger suites."
"Oh?" Gabrielle moved over a seat, closing the distance between her and the Ravenclaw, effectively catching the other girl's attention as she bit down on her plump lower lip, her eyes flashing gold for a brief second before they turned into a bluer velvety color. "Can we see eet?"
Hermione found herself at a loss for words once again that night. How could she possibly say no to that devious look the girl was giving her; trouble and mayhem playing around in those dark eyes.
"Sure." Hermione replied in what she hoped to be an aloof voice before she downed the rest of her drink, desperately trying not to break the glass in her hand when she felt of the other girl's hand glide over to rest on her thigh.
"Here it is." Hermione smiled as she opened the door for her two new guests. Colette walked past her without so much as sparing the Ravenclaw a second glance while Gabrielle shot her a flirty smile before making her way in.
"C'est magnifique." Gabrielle grinned as she looked at the rustic décor of the spacious room.
"Took you long enough!" Tonks grumbled as she emerged from the kitchen, but upon seeing the two blondes in their makeshift living room her eyes widened. "Oh. You brought guests."
Colette glided over to the assistant effortlessly, gingerly taking Tonk's hand in her own. "Colette." She smiled. This girl would do just fine.
"Tonks." The assistant smiled back awkwardly, still caught a little off guard by the unexpected company, but it wouldn't be the first time Hermione brought random women up to their hotel room.
"Gabrielle." The shorter veela spoke distractedly as she flitted around the room, her fingertips absentmindedly running along with the rich dark wood of Hermione's desk where one of her digital cameras was while her cerulean eyes drank in her surroundings.
She paused when she saw a photo of an aurora borealis sitting on the desk, her brow furrowing as she leaned in to get a better look at the photo; she knew that style of photography, but couldn't place her finger on it. Her bright orbs shifted over to the brunette who was grabbing them more drinks and then she saw it.
The gold mamba was coiled around Hermione's shoulder with its head resting on her neck right below her chin. "You're..." Gabrielle started with wide eyes as Hermione silently handed her a butterbeer, her dark eyebrow raised. "You're ze golden mamba."
Hermione grinned sheepishly when she saw the realization dawning on the fairy's face; she was surprised the girl knew her, but it just further proved that the girl was a magical being as well so at least she didn't have to hide her magic. She knew she was well known, but that didn't mean art and photography was everyone's cup of tea. "What gave it away?" She asked cheekily as the mamba moved to the other side of her neck.
Gabrielle just responded by taking a long drink from the butterbeer, willing her racing heart to slow down as she pulled the drink away and licked off any remnants of foam from her lips, effectively throwing the other girl off and giving her the upper hand once again.
"Your photos..." She spoke as her cerulean eyes raked over the photo of the flower. "Are quite good."
Hermione smiled cockily over at the blonde. "You're interested in photography?"
"Well..." Gabrielle started with a small sly smile. "Let's just say that I have a friend in the industry."
"Is that so?" Hermione looked at the petite girl, a spark of interest shining in those amber eyes. "Anyone, I might know?"
Gabrielle shook her head, turning her attention to some of the other photos that were on the wall that seemed to be taken by the girl standing next to her. "Non. You wouldn't know 'er."
"Oh, so she's a model then," Hermione smirked as she rocked back and forth on her heels a couple of feet behind her companion, following Gabrielle's line of sight to some of her other photos of flowers.
"I never said zat." The blonde looked over her shoulder at the photographer; her coy smile giving away the fact that the person she knew was, in fact, a model.
"Do you guys work together?" Hermione asked with a tilt of her head, making the French girl laugh.
"I am not a model."
"Why not?" The brunette took a small step forward, decreasing the space between them. "You certainly have the looks for it."
"I more prefer ze joys of artistic and..." Gabrielle waved her hand around as if she was searching for the right words. "...private photography." She finished with a flirty smile, her sultry tone making Hermione's body heat up.
"I see." Was the only slightly intelligent thing Hermione could think to say while her mind wandered to the more compromising things she could be doing with this mysterious and tantalizing girl.
"You know..." Gabrielle's devious smile turned a little more serious as she turned around to face the Ravenclaw. "I 'eard zis rumor about ze golden mamba."
"Oh?" Hermione asked with a raised eyebrow while the sound of the fairy's heels clicking on the ground rung in her ears as Gabrielle closed the distance between them. "What rumor?"
"I 'eard you are a master of ze dark arts." The blonde replied as she bit down on her lower lip, her bright blue eyes raking up and down Hermione's form predatorily.
A smile tugged at the corner of Hermione's lips; this was going to be fun. "I've been known to dabble."
Blue eyes flashed a blinding gold for the third time that night before settling into a darker shade of blue. "'Ow dark?"
Hermione smirked at the question. "There's only one way to find out."
Gabrielle stood there, a mere foot away from the golden mamba herself, staring deep into those amber eyes, both silently daring the other to make the first move. A devious smile started to tug at the corners of Gabrielle's lips; she got even more than she was hoping for tonight.
She knew her veela was craving the touch of someone else, specifically this girl, so she was all too happy to make the first move and turned around. Her heels clicked as she walked down the hardwood floor of the hallway, she was sure to lead to the other girl's room.
Her smile grew when she heard the sound of footsteps following close behind her; she wasn't going to deny the brunette what she was craving. Submission was her favorite role to play after all.
A hand reached out behind her when she came to a door at the end of the hall and casually turned the nob, slowly opening the dark wood door for her. She walked in, taking in the dark décor of the room; a stark contrast to the rustic look of the rest of the place.
The sound of the door clicking shut behind her pulled Gabrielle from her wonder, bringing her back to the task at hand as she turned around to see those amber eyes looking at her with a quiet intensity.
The veela knew that look well and seeing it swimming in the photographer's eyes just excited her more as she slowly approached Hermione standing so still it reminded her of the snake that freely slithered around the Ravenclaws skin; poised and ready to strike at any moment.
A chill ran down Gabrielle's spine at the serpent-like look Hermione's honey eyes took on as she slowly ran her hands up the other girl's arm before tangling her fingers from her right hand in the hairs on the back of the photographer's neck.
She licked her lips as she looked at the straight-line Hermione's lips were set in, her bright sapphire orbs flickering up to look in the brunette's eyes once more before she closed her own and closed the gap between them.
A sigh left her full pink lips when she got her first taste of the brilliant woman, her heart fluttering pleasantly in her chest as Hermione rested her hand on her hip. She started moving her lips against the other girls, the veela in her starting to become more aggressive and needy as the kiss went on, but Hermione pushed her back gently but assertively.
Confusion filled Gabrielle's hazy eyes at being pushed away. She went to lean in again but was met with a finger pressed to her lips.
The blonde raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow at her companion's actions, but when she saw the predatory look the brunette wore, she understood perfectly well what was happening and took a step back with dark eyes watching her every move. She started to take off her shirt, but a soft firm voice made her shiver and pause.
"Slower," Hermione spoke as she leaned back on a desk, her hands resting on the edge.
The petite girl felt excitement rush through her entire system at the command and immediately obeyed, slowing her actions down for her audience's viewing pleasure.
Hermione gripped the edge of the desk tighter as the girl in front of her took off her shirt at a painstakingly slow pace, revealing a black lacy bra.
She turned around as she slid her skirt down her legs and Hermione dug her nails into the wood when she realized the blonde was wearing a thong. She leaned over, giving her companion a perfect view of her shapely butt as she started to unclasp her heels.
"Leave them on," Hermione commanded as she pushed off the desk and approached the lamb that had come so happily to the slaughter. The younger woman stood up straight and turned around, trepidation and excitement swirling in her cerulean orbs; she was definitely no stranger to the game they were playing. "Get on the bed."
The blonde complied immediately, crawling onto the soft dark blue satin sheets and lying on her back.
Hermione circled the bed like the sharks she liked to photograph, eyeing the eager girl before approaching the bed. She grabbed one of the blonde's petite wrists and brought it above her head, running her thumb along the soft flesh.
"Do you want to see a magic trick?" the photographer asked amused and the blonde nodded. Hermione touched her mamba's head and cast a silent spell. Soon, the snake moved and went down her arm before the Ravenclaw whispered a soft quattour and the serpent divided into four smaller versions of itself that wrapped around the blonde's wrists and ankles.
The blonde let out a shudder at the feeling while Hermione got onto the bed and straddled her to make sure the wrists were firmly restrained. She wordlessly summoned a black silk blindfold and leaned forward, covering those piercing blue eyes.
She could hear the rushed breaths coming from the blonde's full lips, tickling her skin as she whispered into the excited girls' ear. "What's your safe word?"
"Éclair." Gabrielle replied breathlessly.
The photographer hummed her understanding as she summoned a leather heart shaped crop from her beaded bag and sat up, running the leather down the blonde's heaving chest with a line of goosebumps following close behind.
Hermione's companion squirmed a bit against the restraints, her sense of touch increased tenfold with her lack of sight. The feel of the leather running down the skin of her stomach was enough to set her teeth on edge and put her on the verge of frenzy.
In a moment, it was all gone though, and the brunette was no longer straddling her. The eager girl pulled on her restraints in protest, aching for the other woman's touch that was so cruelly taken from her.
With a flick of her hand and a wordless spell, the photographer made the restraints to move so the blonde flipped and was now on all fours on the bed whilst her clothes changed into a tight dark corset with red straps, a black skirt, and ebony fishnet thighs. She decided to go barefoot this time.
"What do you want princess?" Hermione whispered by the blonde's ear before pulling her hair and the latter moaned.
"I need to be punished, mamba." The tied blonde whispered between moans. She was feeling her arousal peaking when Hermione ran her nails up and down the former's thighs and then switched to the crop making the girl shiver and causing goosebumps to erupt all over her legs and arms.
"I know you do." Hermione pulled the blonde's tresses one more time and the latter's moans got louder when the sturdy leather of the riding crop grazed her inner thighs before the photographer hit her twice on each butt cheek.
"I just want to know how much." The Ravenclaw smirked and the blonde groaned while feeling how her body heated up and dampness started pooling between her legs, unable to come up with a coherent answer. "Well?" The brown-haired photographer nibbled the blonde's ear before running her nails down the latter's back that arched almost immediately, her sex pulsating in desperate need of attention.
"Punish me to your 'eart's content, mamba d'or." The gasping blonde finally answered when Hermione hit her with the crop harder this time, leaving a red heart shape on the girl's firm butt cheek.
"As you wish."
The only thing that was heard after that was the sound of the riding crop on tender flesh and aroused moans from the young veela. When she thought that the French girl's moans could not get any louder, she used two wandless spells. One to flip her over so now she was facing the extremely aroused blonde without untying her, and the second to remove the latter's lace underwear.
With a wide smirk, Hermione unwrapped a square-shaped candy and played with it in her mouth. Then, the photographer ran the tip of the crop around the blonde's breasts that perked up immediately and erected her pinkish nipples.
The Ravenclaw kept on teasing the now squirming blonde before making the satin ropes attached to her legs retract so now the French girl's thighs were wide open.
"I can tell that you like it rough but..." the photographer kneeled between the French girl's legs and ran her nails up the blonde's thighs who bucked her hips. Lowering her head, Hermione used the candy to graze it against the woman's clit and the minty sweet sent a shiver down the blonde's spine making her limbs shake in anticipation. "There are parts of the body that should be treated gently." The photographer whispered against the blonde's sweet spot before licking it slightly, making the French girl buck her hips one more time.
"Please…" the blonde now had tears in her eyes. She was aroused beyond her wildest fantasies, but she was in a desperate need of release.
"Yes?" Hermione raised her head with a smug smile "what do you want, princess?"
"I want…" the photographer sucked on the blonde's clit interrupting her.
"You want…?" the Ravenclaw whispered sending tingles of arousal all over the blonde that looked that she couldn't take it anymore.
"I want you to fuck me." Gabrielle finally gasped out.
"My pleasure" Hermione replied softly before diving in and devouring the blonde whose groans became louder when she pushed two fingers into her.
The blonde pulled at the restraints as the photographer brought her closer and closer to the edge, but right as she was about to tip over Hermione stopped. Her companion let out a whine, bucking her hips in hopes of getting that magical mouth back on her once more while Hermione watched with an amused smirk.
"I don't remember saying you could come yet," Hermione spoke softly as she ran her nails up the girls' inner thighs.
"Please." The blonde whined.
"So impatient." Hermione sighed as she chided her latest victim. She let the girl writhe for a couple of moments longer before she kissed her way up her toned thigh, making the blonde squirm even more.
When she was so close to where the girl needed her the most Hermione bit down on her inner thigh. The blonde jumped at the unexpected action and let out a moan, pulling on her restraints harder. She would love to touch the brunette at this point, but it didn't seem that was going to happen any time soon.
A louder moan was emitted from the restrained woman's mouth when Hermione finally went back to massaging the girl's clit lazily with her tongue, purposely going slow and taking her time to drive her companion crazy.
Hermione almost brought the girl to climax four different times, but whenever the girl was about to finally tip over the edge she stopped. By the fifth time the Ravenclaw was going down the blonde was on the verge of losing her mind. Her lithe body was covered in a light sheen of sweat and she was willing to kill at this point if it meant she would be able to come.
She was close, oh so close and she was already anticipating the painful clench in her stomach she was sure to feel when Hermione stopped. It was building much quicker this time and with a flick of her tongue and a simple curl of her fingers, Hermione made the girl come completely undone.
Her whole body felt like it was having an orgasm as she cried out in pure ecstasy; she had had many orgasms before, but none of them came even close to this one. She pulled on the restraints so hard she was sure she was going to break them clean off the bed, but the golden mambas held her just fine as she finally came drifting back down to reality.
She laid there, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath, but it seemed Hermione had other plans and continued her assault devouring the blonde whose groans became louder and lasted all night.
When the blonde opened her cerulean eyes again, she was restraint free. Looking around the room, she realized that she was alone but the sound of the shower running let her know that Hermione was not far.
She propped herself up on her elbows, a lazy smile playing on her face as she recalled the night before and the vigorous activities they engaged in together.
I got lucky wiz my mate. I must be sure to zank whatever deity zereees for pairing us togezer. She thought as she fell back down onto the bed, looking up at the ceiling, her smile spreading into a full grin as her veela hummed in agreement, completely content.
She rolled to the edge of the bed, deciding that maybe she should join her newfound mate in the shower, but when she tried to stand up her legs turned to jelly and she had to sit down again.
Zat took a lot more out of me zan I zought. Gabrielle thought to herself with a blush, but a sense of pride swelled in her chest knowing that the brunette could do that to her as she stood up a little slower this time on shaky legs.
She went to go join the other girl in the shower, but paused in her steps, her blue eyes widening when she saw the time on the bedside clock. Merde! They will come and check on us in less than an hour, we need to hurry back!
She frantically ran around the room now, grabbing her scattered clothes and throwing them on in a hurry. Before exiting the room, the blonde opened her small purse and withdrew a card. She wrote a quick note so the photographer would not think she just ran out on her for no reason, placing a lipstick covered kiss on the card for good measure before she placed it on the pillow, she was resting on a few minutes ago.
"Until next time 'Ermione." She smiled at the closed door where the Ravenclaw bathed before ducking out into the hallway, heels in hand.
Once the door clicked shut behind her she eyed each door she passed, desperately wanting to at least try to freshen up in a separate bathroom so she wouldn't raise too many suspicions when they got back to the cabin. She stopped dead in her tracks when one door stuck out to her, a tug in her chest pulling her towards it so she did what she was raised to do and followed her instincts.
When she creaked open the door, she found it was pitch black in the room and fumbled for the light switch; when she finally found it, the light flickered and the room was filled with dark red. She raised an eyebrow at the color and soon realized that this was Hermione's darkroom. She knew she probably shouldn't snoop, but her curiosity was stronger than her will to respect the other girl's privacy. It was the golden mamba's darkroom after all; the place where the magic happened and she was getting a first look at what Hermione was working on.
She wandered further into the room, her sapphire eyes looking almost black in the lighting as she eyed the pictures strung up to dry. Most of the pictures were just different angles of the flower she saw before, but she stopped at the end when one, in particular, caught her eyes.
She leaned in closer to make sure her eyes were not deceiving her, but she was correct in the first assumption that filled her with irritation. A scowl overcame her face as she saw a picture of a person who was undeniably her sister in her veela form floating through the night sky.
"And zey say I'm reckless." Gabrielle scowled to herself. She knew she should take the picture or destroy it to protect to the veela clan and her callous sister, but at the same time she was sure there were digital copies already and she did always adore a little chaos.
"Ce n'est pas ma probleme." She shrugged as she walked away. "It's 'ers now." She spoke to herself with a smirk, her veela in her strongly disagreeing with her decision as she left the darkroom in search for her cousin who happened to be passed out on the couch next to Hermione's assistant.
"Wake up!" Gabrielle hissed as she shook her cousin who slowly opened her light blue eyes.
"What is it?"
"Look at the time, idiot." The fully dressed blonde stated annoyed.
"Merde." Light blue eyes widened while trying to disentangle from the naked form of Tonks. "We need to go now."
Hermione happily dug her fingers into her hair, thoroughly scrubbing the conditioner in as she thought about the blonde tangled in her bedsheets. She hadn't been this excited about someone in a long time; it felt almost pre-destined.
She shook her head at that thought, laughing to herself at the absurdity of it when a flash of blue eyes so cold she could almost feel an arctic wind blow over her skin, sending shivers up and down her spine invaded her vision.
There was a look of betrayal playing in those haunting eyes that stared at her so disapprovingly and heartbroken at the same time and then as soon as they arrived, they were gone. The photographer blinked dumbly at the wall as her vision came back to her. She suddenly felt dizzy and off-balance as if she had stood up too quickly.
"What the bloody hell was that...?" She frowned as she turned off the shower, carefully stepping out and grabbing a towel to dry herself off. Those eyes looked so familiar and stirred so many strange feelings inside of her that she couldn't begin to explain. "I must be losing it." She spoke to her mamba who rattled its tail with a hiss; it didn't seem to enjoy the random vision either.
She tried to shake off the odd feeling coursing through her veins as if she had done something horribly wrong, deciding to focus on more promising prospects like Gabrielle, but when she stepped back into the room her frown deepened when she saw her bed empty. She actually felt like sharing the warmth of her bed with someone else for once; something she hadn't felt inclined to do for a long time and the younger girl just up and disappeared on her.
Her heart dropped into her stomach at the sight of the empty bed, but a slight burning on her wrist caught her attention making her jump. "You know, you don't have to burn me every time you want something," Hermione growled, glaring down at the mamba resting on her wrist moving pointedly towards the bed. "She's gone." Hermione sighed. "What do you want me to do?"
The tattoo couldn't seem to be deterred and kept moving towards that direction. "Fine. I'll show you." Hermione groaned, moving towards the bed, but stopped at the edge when she saw a white rectangle resting on the pillow the blonde was using just minutes ago. Grabbing the card, the Ravenclaw couldn't help but smile when she saw the big lipstick kiss on the card covering the chicken scratch writing of Gabrielle Delacour.
'Sorry I had to leave in a rush. Let's have some more fun whenever you're back in London. I need to see you again.'
Hermione took note of the mobile number scribbled down underneath the writing and made a mental note to put it into her phone as soon as possible as she fell back onto her bed, her grin widening as the last line she read ran through her head. "I need to see you too."
Perpetual Nonsense A/N: Welp, there it is! In all its BDSM smutty glory haha I don't think we'll focus too heavily on BDSM in this fic though. There will be some aspects of it, but we don't want to deter too much from the importance of the storyline in this one. Anyways, we would love to hear what you guys think about this infatuation Hermione and Gabrielle have for each other. Ohhhh and that flash of cold blue eyes . . . I see trouble on the horizon X3. My drama queen ass is going to be very happy with this one indeed haha.
Fran's A/N: I might have written a bit of the BDSM but I will give all the credit to nonsense as she's way more perverted than I am, lol. I think things will get more interesting since none of you have read what will come up next. I was supposed to post this two days ago but I had a terrible migraine today and I came out of the hospital and started checking this [talk about masochism since my doc recommended not being near any screens lol]. Thanks again for reading and see you next chap.