It was nearing nightfall and my scandalously clad legs trembled with each passing breeze. Malfoy was going blue himself and hugged his arms around himself for warmth.
"Can we please make camp?" Pansy whined. I resisted.
"We've got to go as far as we can before nightfall." I insisted. We walked for another hour, before all the prissy pure bloods (Pansy, Draco, and surprisingly Ron) started crying about how they would die if they took one more step. I shook my head and sighed.
"Fine, we can camp here," there was a small chorus of cheers followed by a surprisingly large collection of groans as they pulled out the muggle tents.
"Now," I began, "ladies will cook, put up tents, clean wounds and the like. Men, we need you to collect enough firewood to light a bonfire all night, second we need you to hunt for food. Berries, game...whatever you find bring back. Everyone ready?" I was answered with unenthusiastic grunts when a pale hand shot in the air. Her taunting smirk made me anxious.
"Yes Pansy?"
"We're practically handcuffed...how do you expect them to leave?"
I sighed heavily, "how many times did we stop for pee breaks?" Far too many of you ask me, "and how many times did you both go together?" When they both blushed I sighed again.
"I didn't follow Malfoy, Harry didn't follow Lovegood, and Zabini didn't follow Ginny. It lengthens when needed, it just won't let us abandon the other. Did either of you read the chapter on linking charms?" When they didn't respond I waved a dismissive hand.
"Let's just get to it then," Ron, Harry, Blaise, and Malfoy skulked off into the darkness with arrows and spears and baskets while we women got to work. I started with our tent, the instructions were plain English, yet the tent would not go up. I found my missing pole lodged in Ginny's tent as a prop. I took it mercilessly, hardly containing a snicker as her mess of a home came toppling down. Luna cast a warming charm around the space giving us enough heat to keep from freezing. Her tent was up first, then mine, then Pansy's, and finally Luna stepped in to help the ginger girl raise it. The boys returned dragging a deer. Malfoy looked like the deer did him some real damage. His hair was in disarray, his usually sharp grey eyes were unfocused and dreamy.
"It was the...it was the nargles." He swayed and then came toppling down. There was silence for a bit as we considered if we wanted to laugh or help him up, but the same dizziness soon hit me. Without him conscious to fight off the effects of whatever bug that bit him it was leaking into me. I knelt beside him, shaking his shoulder.
"Earth to Malfoy?" Blaise helped me move him onto my lap so I could properly examine him. He had no injuries from his head to his collar. I inspected below there, nothing. I felt along his hips and felt the beginnings of a raised bump, just to ensure it wasn't his binky I pressed it, he jumped letting out a hiss. I gulped.
"Take off your pants, Malfoy." He looked around, despite his daze he was still coherent enough to refuse me.
"Just do it. I have to fix that sting. You're the only idiot I know that gets stung on his crotch." He stood on his wobbly legs.
"And show Weaslette my junk? No chance."
"I don't care about your miniscule penis, Malfoy." She snapped. He wobbled again.
"And definitely not Pansy, she's been sitting on my lap just to get a feel of my one eyed monster. I refuse."
"Fine, will you let Blaise and I fix it?"
"I'll let you fix it," he said with a wobbly leer.
"I don't know wandless Magic Malfoy." I said impatiently. "Don't make me tackle you. I'd feel bad because you're out of it, but not too bad."
"I'll show you. Cmon cmon," he insisted. I stood and followed him.
"Fine but if you try something I'm calling Pansy in and she is going to see all your manly bits."
I followed him into our tent where he fell over again and rolled on his back. He eased his pants down exposing a patch of curly blonde. I forced myself to ignore his sex and focus on the angry red lump beside it.
"Impressive huh?"
Without thinking I agreed and he grinned again, "make sure you let Weaslette know how wrong she was." As if I had a choice.
"Okay explain how to heal this." I ordered. He tried -unsuccessfully might I add- to hide his smile.
"Touch it very gently," he ordered, "then focus the healing energy into your palm. Visualize what you want to do." Without hesitation I cupped the lump and forced an image of Malfoy's non-infected prostate to the front of my mind. There was a tingling along my palm and I felt his member twitch beside my hand. Slowly the bump went down until there was nothing left but a bright red needle. I plucked it out.
"Now pull up your pants." I ordered.
"I don't sleep with any on," he admitted with a sleepy smile. He turned on his side and stretched. I pulled up his underwear and pulled his night pants off.
"Fine, go to sleep." I said with an eyeroll, "comfy?" He motioned for me to get closer with his finger. When I did he pulled me down and stuffed me beneath him.
"I can't have Sparkles so you'll have to do." He muttered. When I asked him who Sparkles was he just snuggled deeper into my hair and fell asleep. I knew I wasn't going anywhere for the night so I laced my legs with his and fell asleep.
I woke up starving. Draco was still snuggled on top of me, snoring lightly. His body was probably still healing so he needed sleep, but he also needed food. I shook him awake, all the while trying to untangle myself from him. He slowly opened his eyes, gracing me with a sleepy smile.
"Wake up, I'm starving." I ordered. He slowly sat up.
"How is that my problem?" He asked. I rolled my eyes.
"You were damn near on top of me. That's how. You can stay here for all I care." Then I remembered, "who's Sparkles?" He went impossibly red.
"Who told you about him?" He insisted.
"You did. Last night, you said 'if I can't have Sparkles you will have to do.' Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?" I asked incredulously. He went redder.
"Oh my God...you're 18 and you sleep with a stuffed animal. This is priceless. What is it?" When he refused to answer I stood and stretched.
"Fine," I said easily, "I'll ask Blaise." He tackled me, covering my mouth with his hand.
"Don't you dare." He hissed, "I told him I got rid of that thing ages ago. What's it going to take to keep you quiet?" I licked his hand and pushed him off of me.
"I want details." I said with a grin, "gory and embarrassing details." He huffed and pushed himself into a sitting position.
"It's a stuff dragon that my Grammy gave me when I was three. It's lilac and its missing an eye. I've slept with it every night since I've gotten it, last night being the only exception."
"But why the name Sparkles?" I asked. He shrugged.
"He's got sparkles on him."
I snorted with laughter, "you are a card." I decided with a shake of my head. He scowled.
"Tell me something embarrassing about you." He insisted. When I refused he held me captive inside. It was noon by the time I cracked. I was hungry and our friends were getting worried.
"Fine. In fourth grade, before Hogwarts obviously, I was obsessed with those Princess movies on Disney." Recognition flashed across his features, but no matter how I tried to hide it I cracked a smile.
"Anyways, we were watching one in class, but I was so tired I fell asleep on my table and was snoring. My teacher woke me up and I was in a puddle of drool." He snickered a little, but I had something new to sink my teeth into.
"So you know Disney?"
"I've heard of him." He said evasively.
"You like Princess movies?" I insisted. He stood up and went for the door, "do you think if you go outside I'll drop it?" I chuckled, "because I'll keep pressing it." He clenched his fists.
"You are not going to stop this are you? Why can't you leave well enough alone."
"Just answer the question Malfoy-love. I just want to know."
He paced, as of the truth tore at him, "they're a good way to get fucked." He said crudely, then with a knee buckling smile he stepped outside into the daylight.
Sorry it's so short. The next two chapters will be from Pansy's point of view. Much love, please review!