Weasley laughed with Casey, a healer learning under her direction. One look at the new woman in camp set the people in different emotional directions. The woman hated her instantly and the men started to salivate. Now the two girls cackle over which spell book she had got her hair color from.
The blonde just happened to walk by and catch the laughter. Inviting himself in he crossed his arms over his chest and watched the two women. The sound of it is nice and almost musical. Especially from the redhead whom he mostly gets cutting comebacks from. She looks at ease right now at not at all when she's on the battlefield.
He allowed himself a leisurely glance at her entire body before she noticed his being. She has grown into a woman and not at all like her mother. While in school she had been thin and tall. She had been a walking stick but not anymore. Now she looks...he bit down on his tongue. The height that she has consists mostly of long shapely legs. She has the Weasley said hair but it isn't the fire engine red like her obnoxious brothers. It's a soft color that falls to her shoulders in waves. Her body has filled out as well. She has everything in the right place with the right proportions. Everything about that supple body of hers makes him want to throw her on the table and have his way with her. Too bad that would mean more than just a quicky.
"What's with the cackle Weasley?"
She turned and wiped the tears from her eyes as she faced him. Casey quickly straightened up intimidated by his presence and the power he seem to hold confidently. Ginny didn't feel anything unusual as she looked at him. He's the same arrogant slytherin that always knows when to ruin a person's fun.
"It's called a laugh Malfoy. Maybe if you lightened up a little you would do it more often."
"Fine," he said rolling his eyes. "Why are you laughing?"
"We were talking about the seer. She is...a piece of work."
Draco wasn't sure what that meant. It had seemed like she had hesitated before she chose her words. He hasn't met her yet. On his way around the camp he had heard whispers about her. There were nothing more but about how edible she looked, but they say the same thing about Weasley.
"And why do you say that?"
"Hmm. I think you'll just have to meet her to understand completely." She approached him and placing a hand on his back pushed him along.
"No go and have fun with her. I'm sure you'll enjoy the camp's new toy."
He raised an eyebrow as he was pushed out completely. Turning to ask her what that meant he was hit with laughter again. Both Casey and Ginny were giggling hysterically as if they would die laughing from whatever they found humorous this time.
"Damn redhead," he grumbled under his breath.
With confident steps again he decided to make his way to the new camper's tent. A group of young men hung outside around it. He shot them a look as he approached and watched them scatter like bugs. It made him shudder as he remembered an incident the first night here. Bugs will never be an interesting guy thing to him.
"Jocelyn?" he called right outside not about to enter without permission. Even though it is his camp he isn't about to intrude on a stranger.
"Coming," a soft voice called. He swear he could still hear the Weasel's laughter in his ear as he waited.
It only took a minute or two and then she stepped out. He felt himself have to take a double take. The hair, the eyes, almost the body even and she could be Weasley's body double. It made his breath catch in his throat. The only difference he could make at that moment was this woman was beautiful.
"Malfoy?" He nodded still not sure he had a voice let alone able to use it.
"Draco," he muttered holding out his hand. "You can call me Draco."
"Oh," she said softly. "That girl just kept calling you Malfoy. I didn't know." He nodded.
"Weasley doesn't know much about manners. You'll find that out soon enough." She made a face causing her nose to scrunch up. It made Draco chuckle.
"We should begin as soon as possible. How about after dinner?" She threw him a smile that meant more than her innocent look projected.
"How about over dinner?" He hesitated for a second but then nodded. Weasley and he share plans and the going ons in the camp over dinner. She won't care about missing a night.
"My tent?"
The redhead nodded and turned going back into her tent leaving a smile on his face. A fresh breath of air here, and he feels like he can't stop smiling. So what if she had been flirting. He gets that all the time. Of course there is something definitely different about this woman.
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As Ginny was walking to Malfoy's tent she was bumped into by none other than the newest annoyance. She kept her balance while the seer fell. Ginny had to bite down her laugh as the woman on the ground cried out on impact.
"Oh I'm so sorry," Ginny forced herself to say. "I didn't see you."
"Thanks," she muttered after she was helped to her feet again.
"You know you shouldn't really be roaming out here at night. I heard that you have no background in combat and..."
"And what does that mean?" she cut her off. "I'm not as helpless as I look." Ginny was momentarily speechless. Slowly she shook her head and found her words again.
"I didn't mean for it to come out like that."
"Then you shouldn't have said it like that," Jocelyn hissed. Ginny could no longer force herself to be sugary sweet to the woman.
"Then you shouldn't have taken it like I implied it. Now get into your tent Jocelyn." The newest redhead smirked at the other.
"You have no power over me Weasley. I am the second in charge now. Plus I already have plans. Draco and I are having dinner together." Ginny's mouth fell open enough to show her surprise. He did not just blow her off without saying a word. Most certainly he wouldn't have done it for this bitch.
"Draco? Who in the hell do you think you are?!"
Draco was now impatiently waiting for Jocelyn when he heard shouting coming from outside. Pushing himself up from the chair he followed the direction of the screaming outside. Only a tent away two redheads were screaming at each other making him stop quickly.
"Shit," he muttered under his breath. "I forgot Weasley."
"You are just jealous. I come here and not only take your position but also the man you love." Both Draco and Ginny froze. Both of those bold statements were far from being true.
Ginny tried to open her mouth, but it just fell shut again. That little witch, she thought. How dare she make such accusations? I don't even like Malfoy. I can't even stomach the git in any other way than professional and that took a while.
Pointedly she looked over at the blonde who seemed to be sharing her thoughts. He did look a little paler though, but that was probably because of the pale light from the moon. She shook her head and gestured with her hand to the seer.
"Keep her the fuck away from me Malfoy. I can and will leave this camp."
He heard her warning and watched her as she stormed away. That was the last thing he wanted or needed. It would take forever to get that kind of chemistry and professional relationship with someone else. She could do it too. Many camps wanted her. She might even be better than him, but he would never voice that opinion.
"Jocelyn," he said his voice sounding tired.
"I'm sorry Draco," she said suddenly becoming innocent again.
"Just try and get along. I know it's hard. It took me a while too, but Weasley isn't that bad." He shook his head as he led Jocelyn back to his tent.
I can't afford to lose her, he thought to himself. Weasley is just too perfect for her own good. Everything she does I have to argue with. She expects of it from me. And Malfoys never disappoint.