A Camp Story

Belinda quickly regained her composure and hopped down from the front of her car where she was sitting before. Her motions were almost fluid as she sauntered over to Draco with her long, baby-gazelle-like legs moving a provocative dance beneath the hem of her robes (which, as many boys and girls noticed, were noticeably higher than everyone else's).

"Draco, how are you? Who on earth would have thought I would see you here of all places?" she purred in English with her alluring Italian accent while standing so close to Draco that even from where Cho was standing it seemed like they were touching chests. Well, they were.

Okay, so Belinda still hasn't learned of the invention of the bra, Draco thought dully. You would think that my Christmas present gave her a hint. "Hello Belinda. I would have thought you had known. After all, didn't you owl me to persuade me to come?" Draco asked in such a Malfoy like manner that no one would have guessed or even believed anything like what happened in the common room had happened.

Belinda laughed lightly (like bells twinkling, the boys thought) and rolled the comment off her slim shoulders like it was the bra Draco had given her for Christmas...well, more accurately: The one he gave her in his room and put on her himself on Christmas, at 3 o'clock in the morning on Christmas.

"Draco, I've missed you so much!" she whispered seductively in his ear so that their cheeks touched. The number of their body parts not touching was now quickly declining. "I do hope you've kept your tongue in fit shape, because you know how much I adore that thing you do when--"

Cho quickly slipped her arm out of Draco's and hoped to God that you can will your brain to forget something. She was about to make a quick dash for it because she was afraid she might still be in hearing range. However, Draco's hand quickly caught her wrist and stopped her.

"Belinda!" Draco exclaimed while using his other hand to push Belinda away. "Do you know Cho?" he asked while pulling Cho to him so hard that she body slammed into his side.

"Oof!" she said as the air escaped her body from the collision. She was feeling mildly discomforted as the front of her body was molded to Draco's side and as she felt his arm snake around her back to grab her by the hips to hold her in closer. However, she was also highly ar--

"Cho! Sweetheart, who knew we would see each other again!" Belinda said happily as she looked at Cho. Well, we say "happily" because Belinda was an excellent actress.

Cho pushed the side of her face off Draco's chest. But, she didn't push away from Draco, her body was still pretty intimate with his at the moment and she didn't feel the need for change. "Belinda, I was here last year and I told you I would come back this year," Cho reminded her softly. And without being aware of it, she had rested an arm on Draco's chest and the other was draped across his back in a position that could only be interpreted as possessive and showing-off. Draco was fully aware.

All in all, the whole scene was not very appropriate for children aged from six to nine and luckily there were no parents around. Belinda was now standing barely nine inches away from Draco and a bit closer to Cho and you couldn't even squeeze a dime between Draco and Cho's bodies. It looked like every straight guy's fantasy, only they would be where Draco was right now.

"Hmmm...yes, perhaps! Well, I forgot, you sweet child. Please forgive me!" Belinda declared smoothly, but both Draco and Cho noted her face had clouded over and we all know how pretty a veela looks when she's angry, even a half-veela.

All in all, the other counselors and even Jack and Matilda were getting highly turned on by this whole scene. It was like viagra for the eyes and considering these were already horny teenagers, it could be noticed that most of the boys were shielding the front of their robes in a very protective and secretive manner.

"Now, I hope I didn't miss anything by coming in late. But you know, it was a brand new car and I wasn't very adept at handling it," Belinda declared in an offhand manner as she turned around and started walking away, clearly she had wanted to make an entrance. The boys started to open their mouths to say "no, you didn't miss anything!" when Draco cut in.

"Actually, you did miss something, Belinda," he said. Belinda whirled around; she was trembling on the edge now and could barely control herself. One only hoped that she wasn't able to throw fire like her mother.

"Really, Draco?" she asked caustically. If her voice didn't burn you, her eyes sure as hell did! But Draco was part veela himself and he sure as hell wouldn't back down to Belinda!

"Yes you did. Cho performed an amazing rescue, didn't you, love?" Draco asked adoringly while Cho turned her face up to stare at him in horrified shock. "Yes, indeed. My genius darling had just performed this incredibly difficult spell, right Snookums?" Draco asked with a tone of such tenderness that some of the girls, especially Belinda, shot daggers at Cho.

"Stop it, Malfoy! They're gonna murder me in my sleep!" Cho whispered urgently. She really didn't put it past some of them; they were a future Death Eaters for god's sake! Her friends would protect her and the girls who had boyfriends here wouldn't care (Armand's girlfriend was looking quite happy, in fact), but it was the single ones in other cottages she worried about!

"Oh, she's so modest! Now stop it, Snookums! You're beautiful and smart as hell. What a lucky guy I am, huh?" Draco bent his head forward so he was now nuzzling Cho's forehead with his.

"Oh, really?" Belinda asked, looking as if she was going to extirpate the whole entire island. The boys were finally breaking out of their thrall.

"Yeah, she did the Respiro spell on Luba," Boris Volkovoy answered before Draco could speak. "Fucking amazing it was!" He said enthusiastically. Others voiced their agreement.

"Just the Respiro spell? Well, I could do that too! It was just too bad I was late," Belinda replied sharply. The boys were now almost completely free. Her power of attraction was fading rapidly now. Perhaps she really regretted coming in late now. Or perhaps--

"Are you sure you know the Respiro spell? It's very hard, Belinda. And we all know that Cho is very good with her wand," Luba murmured quietly, but loudly enough so everyone could hear.

"Yes, of course I know it!" It was a terrible spiral for Belinda.

"Okay now! Matilda, would you want to take Luba back to the hospital wing to check if she's recovered?" Jack said, breaking in before a huge cat fight started. He had been enraptured by Belinda too, but hey, he wasn't that old yet!

"Yes, yes. Very right, Jack," Matilda said, shaking herself out of Draco's power and quickly ushering Luba away.

"Um...okay! So how about we call it a night, it's already eight. I think we all know each other pretty well! Or, you guys can get to know each other better in your dorms or, if you want, you can stay in the common room. But I think I'm gonna hit the sack now," he concluded with a forced smile on his face. Poor Jack, he really was a nice guy, despite being a Death Eater. He clearly wished that Kaleigh had been here today instead of him.

The crowd quickly dispersed after Jack left. Some went back to the their dorms. Some went back to the common room. It had been an extremely uncomfortable situation and everyone was pretty embarrassed, especially the boys as they wondered what in hell they were thinking when they behaved like idiots in front of everyone.

"Mireille, I'm so sorry! I didn't know, Mireille! Come on, Mireille! Don't be like that!" Armand called out after his girlfriend as Mireille stalked off in the direction of her dorm. "Mireille! She's half-veela! You know I love you!" he shouted as he began chasing after her.

Now only Belinda, Draco, and Cho remained. And what a happy threesome they were! Cho was now acutely aware that she was practically dangling from Draco's body and tried to release herself in the hopes of avoiding an even more awkward situation. To her consternation, Draco held onto her even more tightly.

Belinda stared at Draco and the atmosphere around the three of them was suffocating and poisonous. Cho really didn't want to get involved in this lover's spat.

"Urm...Malfoy, listen, I've...I've gotta unpack. You know, I've really got to unpack," Cho said while attempting to push herself out of his embrace. Belinda had now turned around in a huff with her back facing them and her arms crossed across her chest.

"Malfoy, I don't know what you're trying to do, but if you and Belinda are having...relationship problems," Cho said tactfully, "I would really appreciate it if you didn't involve me anymore than you already have. Now, please, I beg you, let me leave and salvage any remaining chances I have of surviving the summer without being tortured or murdered!" Cho pleaded desperately.

"Cho, you're right, let's go to the beach to watch the stars!" Draco proclaimed joyfully.

"No! No, Malfoy! I do NOT want to watch the stars! Now, please, take your arm off my butt and let me go!" Cho shouted angrily, screw who heard and screw Draco's pride! She was thinking of her life and her life only now! She had tried to be tactful and attempt to avoid this, but because the retard wouldn't listen, she might die! Belinda was capable of it! She gave one final push using all her strength and broke free. She gasped out as she stumbled back a few steps in danger of falling back on her aforementioned butt.

She looked at Belinda's back and at Draco and quickly turned around and ran for her life, literally. For god's sake! Malfoy was retarded! Belinda can have him and keep him! Keep him far, far away from me!

She finally got to her dorm in one piece and record time. She reached for her wand and pointed it at the little statue in front of the huge cottage that was the dorm she was assigned, the one she occupied last summer. There were eight cottages, four boys' and four girls', all of them had forty rooms and were one-floor mansions. When the campers came from all corners of Europe, they would share it with the campers. There were four counselors per dorm and each dorm counted as one team, a "cottage." And each counselor was assigned their own group of campers to watch over in the dorms. All in all, it was very structured. Of course, what else would you expect? Cho didn't know how much it cost to spend the summer here, but if she was getting paid three hundred and fifty, it must cost at least five hundred because there were adults to pay and the people who had a share in the camp had to turn a profit too.

The statue was one of a wooden girl dancing under the full moon. "Kittens" Cho muttered pointing her wand at the moon. She was in the Crescent Cottage, a corny name, but we're talking about little kids here, no older than nine years. Even Death Eaters didn't want their kids corrupted too early. The big straw door opened up. It was basically a straw hut; at least that's what it looked like. Very quaint with log walls and a straw roof and doors. But it was all enchanted, no match or fire could ever set this cottage on fire. No, that'd would be very bad. Death Eaters had a penchant for having only one kid (God knows why! They were all horny as rats!) and if their sole heirs all perished in a bleedingly expensive summer camp...well...we won't even imagine what would happen...

Cho went inside the huge dorm. Outward appearances were not indicators of what's actually there. Inside there was no straw roof and no logs making up the wall. It was pure marble and stones and very cool, as if air-conditioned. But air condition is a Muggle thing; everything was enchanted including the room temperature. The ceiling was vaulted and very high with chandeliers and the whole shebang. Once you went inside, you were in the common room immediately. There were giant, beautiful, expensive and very comfortable sofas and chairs. Big tables and desks to work and play at, windows on all three walls giving a nice view to the island and one of the beach. The other three counselors were sitting down and talking. Two of them seemed to be consoling Carina whose boyfriend had been the one to tell Belinda he wanted to get married.

"Hey," Cho murmured softly while seating herself across from them. She reached out and patted Carina's knee.

"Oh, Cho!" she sobbed out. All four of them knew each other because they had been here last year too and they all hated Belinda and loved Cho. For a good girl, Cho had made a lot of evil friends!

"He never said anything about marriage to me! We have been dating for the past three years! At least Armand ran after Mireille! He didn't even try! He just sulked back to his cottage!" Cari cried out through her bitter tears.

"Cari, she's a goddamn half-veela! Even poor Jack couldn't resist! And she was turning it on full power! You know Pancrazio is probably really embarrassed right now. I mean, in front of like almost forty people he shouted that out! And afterwards, he came to his senses. He probably is too ashamed to even face you right now, so that's why he slinked away," Cho said soothingly.

"See, Cari, Cho feels the same! It's true! Every summer that bitch comes in and tears all the couples apart as if they were rag dolls! Remember last summer? She floated here on a fucking clam shell and surfaced from the water like goddamn Aphrodite!! And you know she did it on purpose because she knew her robes would get soaking wet. She's just an attention-grabber and it's even worse because she's half-veela! At least Cho here gave her her dues by nailing Draco. Good job, Cho," Ailith said with a giant grin. Cari even looked up and gave Cho a smile out of her tearstained face.

"No! No, no! Malfoy and I are not a pair! Dear sweet Lord, we are not!" Cho said hastily. She didn't want this thing to get more out of hand than they already were.

"Are you sure, Cho? 'Cuz with all those terms of endearment he was flinging in your direction and the way he looked at you...well...maybe I'm inexperienced, but in my books, that he means he really fancies you," Cari said with a meaningful look. "That's the way Pancrazio was. Before--before," Cari choked and starting crying again.

They spent the next hour soothing and calming her down before she finally agreed to take a nice bath and get some sleep so that tomorrow she'll look like Psyche and Eros's daughter and give Belinda a run for her money. That made her a little happy and she did as they suggested.

After some slight chatter, Ailith, Cho, and Ethelinda concluded that they would send a note to Pancrazio and inform him of the error of his ways. Ailith would write the letter (she had beautiful handwriting), Cho would help with the content (she was good at writing things), and Ethelinda would use her owl (she had the most expensive and stunning owl). By the time it was all done, each of them was worn out and set off down the hallway from the common room and said goodbye at the fork that branched into their respective wings. Each cottage had four wings, one for each counselor and his/her group. Each wing included its own bathroom consisting of a giant bathtub that sprayed jets and bubbles and appeared to be crafted out of gold. There were also showers and the toilets, but they were also the best of the best available.

After Cho showered, she went to her room. The room was the size of Cho's living room at home. She had a giant four-poster bed in the middle with drapes and everything, like something you would expect a fairytale princess to sleep in. There was also a desk made out of walnut, a chair, and a sofa. And there was also a giant fireplace (though God knows why it was there because they sure didn't need it and it wasn't connected with the Floo Network either). But what Cho loved best, besides the giant bed, was the huge window on the wall facing the door to her room. Whenever she came into the room, she could see out the whole island and all the palm trees. The window reached from ceiling to floor and covered almost the entire wall, leave just enough space on one side for the desk.

When Cho first entered the room the windows were still open and curtains weren't closed yet. She didn't think anything out of place because they always aired out all the rooms before the campers and counselors came and she hadn't been in her room when she arrived, so naturally no one had closed the windows or drawn the curtains. Cho took one last look at the island and some of the other cottages in the distance, drew in a huge breath of the sea air and closed the curtains.

She stripped off her nightgown and scooted under the covers. "Ooooohh," she moaned as the cool silk touched her bare skin and as she sank down into the soft bed. This is why she slept without her nightgown, for the texture and feel of everything. "Off," she told the lights, which promptly shut off and she drifted off towards Dreamland as her weary bones breathed a sigh of relief after the day she had.

"You're so beautiful," a chilly voice told her. Draco Malfoy's face floated above hers, barely three inches away.

"Mmmmm..." Cho moaned out. "So are you, Malfoy..." she murmured. Sex dreams! YAY!!! HAPPY DAYS!!! She loved these and hadn't had one for god knows how long. It was almost like the real thing and appeased her appetite for a while and reigned her in from doing the real thing. "Kiss me, Malfoy!"

Draco's hair looked blue in the moonlight that peeked out through the curtains. He leaned down and licked her upper lip lightly.

"Oh, Malfoy!" Cho gasped out! "Take me now!!!" she commanded. She loved how her Dream Men always obeyed her every whim.

"Oh, sweetheart, I would but I have a rule about only taking fully awake women," he whispered against her mouth as they started kissing so lightly that it was like a feather brushing against their lips.

"What are you talking about, Malfoy?" Cho asked dreamily as she pressed harder into his lips. Apparently Dream Malfoy was very submissive and she had to take control. So it was this kind of dream, eh? Oh well, she didn't mind!

The next thing you know, the light kissing had escalated into a huge snog-fest with Draco lying fully on top of her while she pushed his face down on hers by running her fingers through his hair.

"Oh, my, Malfoy!" she giggled out ecstatically as she pressed upwards into Malfoy. "Congratulations, Belinda!" Cho gasped out as Draco also ground his hips into her thighs.

"My god, Cho! Where the hell did you learn this?" Draco groaned out as he pushed himself up a little on his arms. He had to take a breather but Cho was just getting started. "How did Wussy Potter handle a wild thing like you? Jesus!" Draco panted out.

"Malfoy, shut up and start pleasing me!" Cho dictated and proceeded to push Draco's head down on her neck. Bugger this! None of her Dream Men had ever tried to question her before! Was Malfoy so strong that his actual personality permeated into her dreams too?

Draco grinned like a Cheshire cat and said slickly, "My pleasure, Snookums" and proceeded to do amazing things with his tongue on her neck and...below.

"Angels of Heaven! Belinda wasn't lying about your tongue! Wow, it's a good thing I heard that part or else I might not be able to dream this," Cho huffed out in quiet wonder between various groans and moans.

"Whala?" Draco asked bewilderedly while pausing a bit to catch his breath again.

"Nothing! Keep going, Malfoy!" Cho ordered and Malfoy obeyed. "Oh, I love your tongue!" she panted out a little later.

"Wait till I get lower, Snookums, after that you'll want to get a cast of it in gold. You know, Cho, you really had me fooled! Who would have thought you would've been the type of girl to sleep naked and be so...feisty?! I think I'm falling in love with you!" Draco said between his tongue exercises.

"Shut up, Malfoy! Get back to work! Anyway, I'm not naked, I have my knickers on," Cho reminded him with a tinge of modesty.

"Oh, you do?" he asked with some disappointment. "Well, they'll be off soon!" he said with relish.

Wait a minute...is it just me or is Dream Malfoy a wee bit too similar to Real Malfoy? Wait a minute...Dream Malfoy would never say this! Dream Malfoy wouldn't be surprised!

WAIT A MINUTE!!!! What if this isn't a dream? Naw, naw, it's gotta be! I mean, if it wasn't a dream, what the hell would Malfoy be doing in my room and how the hell would he have gotten in? And how on earth would he be able to push all my buttons so suavely and nicely? It took me four years to teach Cedric how to do this in reality! It must be a dream. I'm probably going too fast and this is somehow causing my dream to be a bit more rough and imperfect because I haven't taken enough time and care to create Dream Malfoy so I've used bits of Real Malfoy. Yes, makes sense.

"Wait...Malfoy, stop a while," Cho said while taking her fingers out of his hair. Draco looked up with lust-glazed eyes. "I wanna enjoy this more slowly," she said gently while looking at him straight in the eyes.

"Okay, Snookums. I was thinking we were going to fast, but you were so adamant! Hm...you smell really nice," Draco said playfully as he rested his cheek on Cho's stomach and inhaled sharply, he didn't move back up and remained there.

Cho ran her fingers through his hair again and started fingering each strand and holding them in the air so they could catch the rays of the moonlight. "Your hair is so beautiful. I'm not usually into blondes, but you're a very nice exception," she murmured peacefully. "I'm happy you stopped putting in that gel stuff in real life. It looked like a bouffant and it's so much more beautiful in its natural state. I wonder if your hair looks like this in real life, I mean, in the moonlight."

"I love your hair too. It's so black and sleek," Draco whispered sleepily. All in all, this was very unlike Cho's usual sex dreams but Dream Malfoy was now more like her regular Dream Men.

"Come on, let's snuggle a bit," Cho said and Draco scooted up beside her. Cho hadn't even noticed, but it looked like she had removed his pajamas during the snog session. Oh well, Seekers needed quick reflexes. They spooned and Draco buried his face in her hair.

"Hmmmm..." he whimpered. "Your hair is so wonderful, what do you use?"

"Regular shampoo and conditioner. Only I'm lazy and I use the two in one kind," Cho said as she drifted off. Oh dear, when you go to sleep in a dream, that means you wake up in real life! "Bye Draco. I'll miss you," she told Dream Malfoy.

"You called me Draco, it sounds so nice," Draco said full of awe, but Cho had already started snoring. Draco pushed himself up a little to watch her and kissed her cheek lightly.

"GAHHH!" Cho shouted.