A Camp Story

Her alarm clock had started buzzing madly and the red lights said it was already 6:50. Breakfast starts at 7:20 and ends at 8:10 for counselors. She'd better hurry up. But it felt so nice! So she shut off the alarm and listened to the chirping birds outside. She hadn't closed her window last night because she loved hearing the noises of the morning when she woke up. She threw off her blankets and stretched a bit in bed.

"Holy crap, what the hell happened?" she asked in shock as she saw how it looked like a little hurricane had gone past her bed. Besides the blankets, which had been covering her fully before she threw them off, the bed sheets were all crumpled and wrinkled. "Ooooo," she said as she remembered her sex dream. "Hm...." She moaned as she remembered her sex dream more clearly, "Dream Malfoy, hm...." Cho looked around quickly to make sure it was a dream and then felt foolish and a bit disappointed as she realized there was no one around her.

"Come on, sleepyhead. Sure it's nice to languish in my sex dreams, but I've got work to do!" she scolded herself and jumped out of bed, picking up her nightgown from the chair and tossing it on.

She toddled towards the bathroom in her flip-flops with her eyes still adjusting to the light coming in from the glass ceiling.

She decided to brush her teeth and then just wash her face. Humming to herself a little she squeezed out a pea-sized chunk of toothpaste and started to brush her teeth.

God, I look horrible, Cho said surveying her extremely tousled hair and eyes with sleep in the corners as she brushed. There was even a trail of dried drool from the corner of her lips to her chin and her face had a nice oily sheen to it.

"Belinda must look like heaven when she wakes up in the morning," Cho said dejectedly.

"Not really, she looks like she woke up from Hell."

"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" Cho screamed at the top of her lungs and spun around with a mouthful of foam and a circle of foam around her mouth and a toothbrush that she clutched in her hands like a sword.

"You look ravishing," Draco said softly while sitting on a chair with his legs stretched before him in his normal manner and his hands forming a contemplative steeple on his tummy. He was wearing his robes, which were in impeccable shape, and his hair was nicely brushed and very orderly. He looked like he was waiting for his Wizard Bachelors of the Year photo shoot.

The next thing you knew, Ethelinda was thumping on the door (which Draco had thoughtfully locked) and shouting out, "Cho! Cho! Are you okay! Cho! What's wrong?!"

"Tell her you're fine and you accidentally slipped on the floor," Draco advised.

Cho looked at him suspiciously and said, "Why?"

"Because you know you want to," he answered.

Cho considered this briefly while Ethelinda continued thumping on the door in an attempt to break it down. Then she walked to the door, unlocked it, and opened it a crack.

"Hey, I'm fine. I just slipped on the floor and went out for a bit. Sorry about the screaming," Cho said with an apologetic face and red ears.

"Are you sure? Do you want me to get Matilda?" Ethelinda asked with a worried look while scanning the bathroom over Cho's head as if looking for intruders. "You seem kind of dazed."

"Naw, I've taken Bludgers that were much worse than that," Cho assured, "But thanks a lot for coming. I would hate it if something bad did happen and no one came." She smiled and gave Ethelinda a small hug.

"Okay, if you're sure," Ethelinda said a bit uncertainly. "Do you want me to wait for you? Ailith and Cari have already left."

"I'm fine, you go ahead. I've still got to finish brushing my teeth," Cho said pointing to her mouthful of foam.

"Okay then. But hurry up!" Ethelinda shouted over her shoulders as she walked off.

Cho closed the door after making sure Ethelinda was gone and locked it again. Draco was nowhere to be seen and she concluded that he probably escaped out the window when she opened the door, thinking she was gonna tell on him.

Cho finished brushing her teeth and washed her face. There! I look much better! Now, onto my hair. She looked around the counter for her comb, which she was sure she had bought with her. Shit, I've either forgotten it or that perv has stolen it. If he took it to his room, I never want it back again!!

"Looking for this?" Draco said appearing out of nowhere (who the hell was he? Batman?!) and dangling Cho's comb from his fingers.

"Yes, may I please have it back," Cho said irritably while holding out her hand.

"No, you may not," Draco replied pleasantly.

"Why not?"

"Cho, isn't this a bit bland?" Draco asked suddenly.

"What do you mean? You're the one who's being childish and a perv," Cho said.

"I mean, after, you know, what happened last night. Shouldn't we be doing some bonding? Some talking? Some getting to know one another?" Draco asked shyly.

Holy crap. It wasn't a sex dream. Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, holy crap. Cho had managed to convince herself so firmly that what happened last night was a dream that when she saw Draco this morning she thought he was just being a perverted retard who had come down their dorm to peek at a naked girl. Hey, after what happened last night, it didn't seem like such a far-fetched idea! And the windows in the bathroom were always open without a screen to let fresh air circulate. But they were pretty small and fairly high up because they were located on the vaulted ceilings. Of course, Draco could always levitate and he was slim. However, Cho's window had a screen and more than its share of hexes. She had put them up there herself 'cuz her blood was like sugar water to mosquitoes. And her door was locked too. As well, last night Draco was wearing pajamas and he had looked as wild as Cho still looked, but now he was wearing his regular robes and looked as desirable as chocolate. It couldn't possibly be him unless he somehow got into her room, then sneaked out while she was still sleeping, then got dressed and primped, and then sneaked back in at the crack of dawn. No, too Un-Malfoy-Like, all this crawling through small windows.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Cho snapped and quickly grabbed her comb back. She turned to leave before Draco decided to make a game of embarrassing her.

"Hey! Come on! I'm not just a boy toy, you know! I do have feelings and you're really trampling on them right now!" Draco shouted while following Cho to the door.

"You have feelings, Malfoy? Don't play wi--" Cho stopped abruptly as she turned around to face Draco.

Draco was looking mighty morose and wearing a "my-puppy-just-got-ran-over-by-a-freight-truck" look. "I'm serious, Cho. I don't know why you're pretending nothing happened when we know a lot happened. Can we just please talk about this?" Draco asked hopefully and pasted on a "Please-introduce-me-to-your-parents" look.

Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god. Cho was conflicted to say the least. Should she go back into her room with an incredibly hot and rich boy with whom she shared a night of passion with just a few hours before? Or should she pretend nothing had happened and ignore him because this boy was a Malfoy and chances were high that he would probably mock the shit out of her after what happened last night, as well, she still wasn't sure if he wasn't "slow". With choice one she would stand to gain a lot if he was being honest and serious right now. With choice two she would lose even more if he were playing a nasty joke on her, especially if Belinda was in on this joke.

"What about Belinda? Where is she right now? Listening in on our every word so you guys can get a good laugh about it afterwards, Malfoy?" Cho asked scornfully.

Draco blanched completely and gave a choking gurgle for a few seconds before he ventured to speak, "How dare you think that of me! Here I am putting my heart and soul on the line for you and you're dirtying it with--with--with Belinda! I mean I don't know what you thought last night was, but we spooned! For god's sake, we spooned! I thought I meant more to you th--" Draco choked out before bursting into body shaking wailing.

Now Cho was not only really conflicted but also a bit scared and touched as well. She was the kind of girl with empathy levels that reached such high proportions that even if the Dark Lord died, she would have mourned him because he didn't have a family himself.

Now she walked towards Draco and put her arm around his shoulders in an effort to comfort him.

"No, go away!" Draco said sulkily between sobs. "You don't care about me! I don't need your pity," he shouted while trying to push Cho's arm off his shoulder with one hand while the other wiped at his freely flowing tears.

"Now come on, don't be like that," Cho said comfortingly while she embraced him fully in her arms and started patting his head. Draco adjusted his head so that it was now resting on her shoulder while she continued running her hands up and down his back and occasionally smoothing his hair. "Shh...shh...it's alright...shh..." Cho whispered soothingly while Draco clutched her back and continued sobbing violently.

"I mean--why are you so mean to me? I--I have feelings too! I really--rea-really-ca--care for you!" Draco blabbered on while his crying lessened and he started hyperventilating. Cho was very familiar with the steps that it took to go from full sobbing to a regular person. The hyperventilating would last at least seven minutes.

She moved her hands from his back and hair and grabbed him by the shoulders, pushing him a few inches away and holding him there. His eyes were all red and puffed out and his face was still wet with tears and his nose was all runny. "Come on, sweetie, let's go get you cleaned up," she said gently while he stared at her hiccoughing violently.

She was about to let go of him but he kept clutching on to her and wouldn't take his head off her shoulder so she resumed her initial position and put an arm across his shoulder so that he leaned on her.

Well, I can forget about breakfast, that's for sure. Next time, I really must reign in my hormones or I'll bugger up my entire life. Cho thought despondently.

When they got to her room Cho seated the two of them on the sofa. She hated people sitting on her bed in their street clothes. She sat there briefly while Draco stared at her with his tearstained face like a 3-year-old child who had just scrapped his knee and was now looking to her for comfort and love. Cho sighed heavily and got up but Draco pulled her back down.

"I'm just going to get a hanky, I'll be back," Cho reassured him. Draco looked at her pleadingly and let her get up.

She opened a drawer and got out a pretty kerchief with chubby pandas on them. She went back to the sofa bringing the kerchief and her wand, in case Draco got too worked up and needed stunning.

She wiped at his face gently while he kept hiccoughing. When she got all the tears and tearstains off she started wiping his nose. "Blow," she ordered and Draco obeyed. "Good boy," Cho praised while wiping the snot off his nose completely and Draco smiled happily. "There!" Cho said while tossing the kerchief in the trash, "Fresh as a daisy! And what a daisy!" Cho commended lavishly. She had worked with kids enough to know how to appease him. Draco smiled again as Cho tucked a strand of hair between his ear.

"Feel better?" she asked lovingly. He nodded slowly. "Wanna eat some breakfast?" she asked slowly. He shook his head violently. "Okay, okay," Cho said quickly, "No breakfast" as her stomach grumbled its protest. "So what do you want to do?" she asked kindly as his hiccoughing became less frequent.

Draco stared at the comb she had put on the little coffee table in front of the sofa. "You want me to comb you hair?" she asked carefully. He thrashed his head from side to side again. "Ok..." Cho was really tired now. She had had no breakfast, she was still suffering from the after-effects of last night's "session" which wasn't finished and left her feeling hornier, she had soothed a Malfoy from a violent crying tantrum, and now she had a Malfoy to make happy again. God, sometimes being really empathetic and nice is a very bad thing.

"I wanna comb your hair," Draco said meekly.

Oh finally! He can speak! Good, this will help some. Cho smiled indulgently at Draco, handed him the comb and turned around. "Be gentle, okay? It's long and there are tangles," she warned.

"Uh-huh," Draco murmured eagerly.

Wow...he's good at this hair-combing thing. No wonder his hair looks so great. Draco was now fanning out Cho's hair across her back and staring at it. "Okay," Cho said, "I'm gonna put it up in a bun now."

"Why? I like it like this," he said sullenly.

"Because it's hot outside, Draco, and my neck gets all sticky. Either I put it up in a bun or I have to cut it all off," she explained, not even aware she wasn't calling him Malfoy anymore. Draco gasped loudly in horror.

"No! Don't cut it off! I'll put it in a bun for you!" Draco hurriedly said. Cho's scalp tingled as Draco pulled at lightly. Cho offered him the rubber band. "There!" he declared proudly.

Cho sighed with immense relief. I hope to Rowena Ravenclaw that this is the last of it! I don't care how hot he is or how rich he is or that wonderful thing he does with his tongue, I'm only human! She got up and surveyed herself in her vanity mirror. That's what he calls a bun?! Jesus Christ! It looks like some kind of fancy french braid or something! And he only used one rubber band?! Okay, he might retarded, but he's really good with hair. At least he can always change his name to Raphael or Filippe and be a hair stylist. Cho looked at Draco who was staring at her in anticipation.

"It looks splendid. I love it, thanks," she said gratefully. Draco beamed like a fool. Cho turned and glanced at her clock. 7:45 it flashed in red. I've still got 25 minutes to get rid of Peter Pan here and get some grub. "Draco, I'm gonna get dressed now. Would you mind leaving now?" she asked slowly, half afraid he would refuse to obey now that he was a bit more normal again.

Draco pouted his pretty lips and crossed his arms across his chest sourly. "Could I wait for you outside the door?" he asked. Cho was about to say "No!!" and he knew it. "Pretty please! Please, Cho! I'll be very good! I won't open the door and peek! I promise!" he begged with tears filling up his gray eyes, which were just beginning to get less puffy and red.

"Fine, but no peeking!" Cho finally conceded. It was almost sad to watch Draco bounce out the door to wait. Just to be sure (even though he saw much more last night) Cho ducked behind her bed and changed into her robes. Done! 7:49. 21 more minutes! I can get there in three minutes!

Cho quickly rubbed some lotion on her face, gave herself an once-over, grabbed her wand and left.

She had half-expected Draco to come to his senses and leave but he was leaning against the wall patiently and smiled broadly when he saw Cho. Cho had a bad feeling this relationship might be worse than her one with Harry.

Draco chattered happily as they left the cottage and headed towards the dining cottage (that's what it was called, but most people just said DC, these purebloods weren't very creative people) at light speed. Cho was barely paying attention and uttered "uh-huh" and "yeah" at odd intervals.

They were now outside the DC and there was no one else around them because everyone was inside eating. Okay Cho, here we go! She dragged Draco underneath a patch of densely packed palm trees to shield them from curious eyes, in case anyone came outside.

"Draco," she said firmly, "we're outside the DC now." Draco looked around and stopped talking as if he just realised this. "Now, I want you to listen to me really hard, okay? I am going to go in to the DC. If you go in with me, that will create a...a...an image that people will believe. And that image is that we are a couple. Okay?" she paused wondering if he was following her.

"Yeah, I understand, Cho," he murmured.

"Now, I know we had a wonderful time last night and I know we shared something even more intimate this morning (god, were these words actually coming out of her mouth?!) but both of us have reputations to uphold. Now you are Draco Malfoy and I am Cho Chang and you know what your reputation is and I know what mine is. So, do you want to wait until I go in first and then you can go in? Or the other way around?" she asked.

"I want us to go in together," he answered without missing a beat.

Oh sweet Rowena, what is up with him???? Please, please, please make him see what I'm trying to say!! I'm hungry and horny and tired! I can't take it anymore! I have to satisfy one of them!!

"I understand, Cho," Draco said, clearly interpreting Cho's desperation. "But I want to give that image. I'm...I'm...I'm...well, you know," he concluded uneasily.

"Listen, Draco," Cho said resolutely, "if we go in and give that image then I will expect us to live by that image. Do you get what I'm saying? I'm not going to deceive anyone about anything as trivial as this. And if I am going to live by that image and we are going to be a couple, I expect total and absolute loyalty and love. There will be no one else in our relationship except the two of us. If there is and I find that you did not give me total and absolute loyalty and love or you do not intend to do so at this moment, terrible things will ensue. You will suffer physical pain, extreme physical pain. Understand? So, I know we had a great time last night, but I have to admit to you: I thought I was dreaming," Cho said quickly and frankly.

Draco looked absolutely crestfallen. She thought she was dreaming?! Was that why she was so distant and uncomfortable this morning?! Oh my god, no wonder she doesn't take this seriously! Here I am, all geared up for a relationship and she's just shrugging it off because she wasn't fully awake last night! I knew there was something strange, the amount of time it took her to get "perked up" was shockingly short, especially considering how she didn't even expect me there!

"Cho, are you saying you don't want to give that image? Because I didn't know you thought you were dreaming but I do know that I didn't think that and I am very serious about this. If you don't think I'm capable of total and absolute loyalty and love, then you're wrong. And if you don't think that's what I'm offering right now, I have to correct you," Draco said honestly.

Cho was shocked, hungry, horny, and tired. Any moment now she would collapse like melted ice cream. "Draco, what about Belinda?" she asked.

"Belinda is just a friend. Anything more we had is gone. I told her just that last night. That was why I was in your room last night. I wanted to tell you that so you didn't go to sleep with a contaminated mind and be all aloof in the morning. I wanted to get rid of any thoughts of Belinda and me together in your mind. Belinda understands perfectly that it's over and she's a smart girl. She's already moved on to other prey. But now it's all up to you. Are you willing to give me total and absolute loyalty and love? Or do you think it's not possible because I'm Draco Malfoy and you're Cho Chang?" If Harry were here to see and hear Draco at this moment with Cho, he would've had a heart attack and died, paving a nice path for You-Know-Who. If it was possible, Draco seemed to have put all his emotion into his speech and every bit of honesty his scheming little body possessed.

Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes, please say yes! Draco wished furiously in the hopes he could send a telepathic message to Cho's brain.

Cho's knees buckled and she would've fallen flat on her face if Draco hadn't quickly reached out and supported her. She quickly righted herself and got out of his arms, her lust didn't need any more stimulation. "Draco, it's nice to know that you're serious about this. But, what I meant is that your reputation is one of a filthy rich cad who's cold and heartless and is a womaniser. Me, on the other hand, well... I'm completely different. I'm known as a good girl, a nice girl. My former boyfriends were Cedric Diggory and Harry Potter, I would think that says quite a bit. Now, Cedric lost his life to You-Know-Who and Harry is the only hope for those fighting against You-Know-Who. Your whole family is known You-Know-Who supporters. Now, this doesn't bother me much right now, but I'm pretty sure it might bother you or at least your family. Like I might have mentioned before, when this thing escalates more, I'm not going to be helping the Dark Lord. Now, other than that, I cannot stand to have a boyfriend who was an idiot. How did you do on your OWLs?" Cho was so harshly honest that it sounded almost cruel, Draco was seriously falling for her now.

"TEN MINUTES BEFORE BREAKFAST IS OVER, TEN MINUTES," Jack said while his voice magnified to cover the camp.

"I don't care about that and neither would my mother. As for my father, well...he's in Azkaban right now. As long as you're a pureblood, I'm sure they'll be okay with it. And in regards to who you support, well, it's still too soon to say anything. We're both young, but I know who I support. So let's say we agree to disagree on that since neither of us cares too much about that. And in regards to my reputation, I'm fully aware of it and I've thought this through fully and I'm willing to risk it. You, however, don't seem to share the same opinion and I would be lying if I said I wasn't extremely disappointed as I would've had pegged you differently. And I scored in the 97^th percentile on my OWLs," Draco answered coolly. "How about you?"

Okay, so we know he isn't retarded. Good, very good. "99^th percentile," Cho replied with equal cool. These two would make truly beautiful children. You would've thought they were talking about how much they paid for a carton of eggs instead of discussing their possible love life together.

I want this girl soooooooo badly, if I can't have her I'll kidnap her! I'll keep her in the Kidnapped Loves Room at Malfoy Mansion! "No, I meant, how about you in regards to if you're willing to sacrifice your reputation by being with me. As well, you never did say if you were willing to give me total and absolute loyalty and love," Draco said patiently.

Cho's mind worked furiously. Well, we know he's a smart, rich, extremely handsome and not a bum. As well, he's sensitive, willing to be loyal and loving, and I would be lying too if I didn't say I'm very attracted to him. Now, no matter what, this can only be better than the Harry Fiasco. What else do I know? Oh, yeah, he's really good in the sack. That's much better than Harry who wasn't even good fully clothed. What's bad? His reputation and political views. However, by going in there with me, both of us will be chucking our reputations out the window and both of us have already declared we don't care about the differing political views, as of yet at least. Besides, if this thing doesn't work out we don't even have to worry about that, so two moot points. What else? His father is in Azkaban, but that would only sway me toward him. Screw the sins of the father passed onto the son part, I don't believe in prejudicing people like that. But do we have any common interests? But we'll find that out along the way too, it's not like we're getting hitched. HA HA HA HA HA!!! Draco and I get married! I'd probably marry Harry first! HA HA HA HA HA HA!! Ooo, I rhymed! What was I thinking? Oh yeah, relationship. He he he...Hm...It would be a very nice few weeks, he he he, very nice, especially since I didn't learn the full the potential of his tongue. He he he. Cho's mind giggled for a few moments before she regained her reasoning abilities again. Hm...am I willing? HELL YEAH! LET'S GET IT ON!

Cho looked at Draco in the eyes and said calmly, "Draco, my reputation means to me as much as yours does to you and I'll risk it too. So yes, I'm willing to give this my all."

It happened in such a flurry that we don't know who grabbed who or where, but they were now entwined like two snakes and going at it like two monkeys in heat.

"FIVE MINUTES BEFORE BREAKFAST IS OVER, FIVE MINUTES."

Cho pushed Draco away so hard that he slammed into a nearby palm tree. She turned and ran towards the DC while Draco stared after her, then she hurried back and grabbed Draco's arm and ran towards the DC again.

Pushing the door open with all her might she stumbled inside the DC while the giant metal doors slammed and vibrated loudly against the walls. A giant hush spread like a wave as everyone turned to stare at them in amazement, but Cho was blind to all of it. Like a madwoman she maintained her hold on Draco's arm and dragged him to a nearby table with an empty seat, the other people at the table quickly scooted together to make space for Draco.

Out of nowhere, two plates of food and two cups flew in the air, dodging heads and bodies and squealed to a stop in front of Draco and Cho. Cho grabbed the fork and knife that flew beside the plate and shoved in as much eggs and bacon as her mouth could hold, pausing only to wash it down with a gulp of milk. People were mesmerised by the sight of Cho eating and wondered where all that food went in such a tiny body. Cho ate a slice of orange and took another gulp of milk before everything disappeared and she was left grasping air in her hand. Only her napkin remained because it had been there before. She opened it up from the pretty flower into which it had been twisted into and folded it in half. Then she daintily wiped her mouth, folded the napkin in half again and dabbed at the corners of her lips.

"Ahhhh..." Cho sighed contentedly as the food began to fill her up. She was still oblivious to the fact everyone was staring at her and turned to Draco with a small smile. "I was really hungry," she said and blushed prettily. Draco smiled back with adoration. "Didn't you eat?" she asked while frowning with worry.

"Yeah, don't worry, I ate some eggs, I'm really not hungry, I was...um...I ...I was very fulfilled last night," he said with reassurance and a blonde eyebrow arched up.

They stared at one another for a few moments and started breathing heavily. They forcefully looked away and looked around the crowd, realising everyone was still looking at them in amazement.

"Hello, everyone," Draco drawled out with a characteristic Malfoy smirk.

It was noted by pretty much everyone that the two of them were noticeably missing during free hour when everyone else gathered for quidditch. However, both of them were early for lunch (Cho needed her three meals a day), but left very early as there was fiesta right after, a one-hour period where all the counselors could take a nap. It was noted by all the boys in Draco's cottage that Draco never came into the cottage during fiesta or at night for that matter. However, unlike what everyone guessed, they weren't getting it on hot and heavy. Okay, so they were, but not the whole time! In between the hot and heaviness they had nice deep conversations about themselves.