Fire And Ice

Love is torture.

Having HisCake And Eating It Too


布雷斯一脸坏笑地看着他。
德拉科咬紧了牙关。他妈妈真的太过分了,太过分了。没有卡片,但是除了一个马尔福,谁还会在他生日时送一个几乎和他一样大的蛋糕?说实话,他妈妈实在太过分了。德拉科真的得派只猫头鹰给斯内普,告诉他去和那个女人谈一谈。她需要一个新爱好,或者诸如此类的什么事情。
布雷斯现在正在窃笑。
“你他妈给我闭上嘴。”
“我真爱你妈妈。”
德拉科惊讶地看着他。
“不是那样的爱,你个傻瓜。”布雷斯翻了翻眼睛,“只有她才会送一个跟你一样大的蛋糕。”
德拉科沉下了脸,尽管他刚刚还有相同的想法。
“我会让你一个人吃掉它。”
“你一点都不想要么?”
“不是现在。怎么,如果现在我不吃一点你就会全吃了它么?”
德拉科又沉下脸。布雷斯刚刚又开始坏笑,然后溜走了。德拉科移近了去仔细看了看那个蛋糕。它挂着淡绿色的糖霜和深绿色的点缀,他凑近了,对着那个用糖霜做成的绿色的蛇的标志微笑。对于一个蛋糕来说它很有艺术感…对于他决定要吃的东西。
然后它突然动了。
德拉科跳了回去。那个蛋糕动了一点儿,他很确定。德拉科盯着那个蛋糕看了很长一段时间,然后怀疑自己是不是像在阿兹卡班的父亲一样正在变疯。当那个该死的东西开始抽搐…或者蹒跚挪动时他就要去圣芒戈接受治疗了。做个选择。他惊恐的大叫起来,跳的更远了点,然后掏出了他的魔杖。他被激怒了,手颤抖了起来。德拉科努力使自己平静下来,他现在是个傲罗了,一个愚蠢的会移动的蛋糕才不会打赢他,没人能。
当那个蛋糕开始颤抖的时候他正尽力决定做点什么。德拉科的眼睛睁大了,他开始慢慢地退了回去,他的魔杖仍然指着那个显然很疯狂的甜点。突然,那个可恶的东西爆炸了,溅满了整个屋子和那个他的在蛋糕里的人。德拉科尖叫着…显然是一种不太有男子气概的方式。
“你他妈的在…”布雷斯因为那声尖叫而匆匆赶回房间,手中准备好了魔杖。他一下子刹住脚步,僵硬了好像有一纳秒,然后就开始无法抑制地狂笑,他笑得倒在了溅满蛋糕的地板上。
德拉科怒视着他。
但那仅仅让布雷斯笑得更大声,这让他看到了德拉科的另外一面。实际上,德拉科的整个左半边身子都满是蛋糕。甚至都他的金发里都满是蛋糕,并且看上去他的耳朵上也有相当多的绿色糖霜。布雷斯咯咯地笑着。
有第三个人咳嗽了一声。
布雷斯和德拉科都注意到了有什么东西,或什么人在蛋糕里。她好像留着浓密的红色头发并且没穿别的什么东西。
“我会杀了他们。”她的语气里夹杂着太多怨恨的嘶嘶声。
德拉科皱起了眉头。他认得那个声音。“你好?”
她,他知道那是她,他的头猛地抬了起来。德拉科的怀疑得到了印证。他在今年的生日收到了一个装着裸体的-金妮-韦斯莱的蛋糕。突然,被蛋糕砸中已经没有刚刚那么重要了。
德拉科看着布雷斯。“谢谢你赶来帮我,扎比尼。你现在可以走了,我能处理这个。”
布雷斯没有动。
“滚出去。”
“但是我想你不会把它全吃掉。”
“我改主意了,我会吃掉整个这该死的东西。”
“但是——”
“滚!马上滚!”
“自私的混蛋。”布雷斯恼怒地嘟哝着回到了自己的房间。
“你最好别忘了你说的话。”德拉科在转过去面对那个蛋糕的占有者之前平静地说道。
她穿着小的绿色的短裤…但也没太能拯救她头上那团红发。她的手臂交叠在她丰满的胸部前,努力想遮住她自己…却收效甚微。
“我能问吗?”
金妮怒瞪着他。“弗雷德和乔治!他们死定了!”
德拉科轻声笑起来。她因为生气而使整个胸部在怀中抖动,真是性感极了。德拉科想象着自己是唯一的那个金妮愿意展示她的胸部给他的男人,他非常享受现在看到的事物。但他还是径直走向沙发,拿起沙发罩,把它递给金妮,让她用沙发罩裹住自己的身体。
金妮感激地拾起沙发罩然后裹住她自己。然后,德拉科帮她从那个曾经放着蛋糕的平台上走下来。
“你早该对那两个人下遗忘咒,韦斯莱。我知道你能够熟练地运用你的魔杖去造成一些严重的损害。”
“下咒?别胡扯了,你知道他们早应该在出生时被淹死,马尔福。”
“嗯,对于你的傲罗搭档来说,拥有他们确实有助于那些无趣的时光。”
“我知道,”她愁苦地说,“对不起。”
“别考虑它了,韦斯莱。你知道我有多讨厌变的无聊。”当他们都坐在沙发上时他说道。德拉科应该担心那些蛋糕和糖霜,但他仅仅是稍后施了个清洁咒。
“沙发--”
“清洁咒。”
金妮又陷回了那个家具里。“今天周几?”
“周几?”德拉科向她探过身去。“你在那里面呆了多长时间?”
金妮抬起手在他肩膀上取下一大块蛋糕。“我真的很饿。”
在她把蛋糕放进嘴里之前他猛地把蛋糕从她手中击开。“见鬼!别吃那个!”
“嘿!德拉科!”
你见鬼的哥哥做了那蛋糕,谁知道那里面有什么。甚至可能不是蛋糕。”
“有道理,”她咬着下嘴唇,“你有吃的吗?”
“你在那里面多久了?”
“今天星期几?”
“星期五。”
“所以周二到周五是--”
“三天!”德拉科跳了起来,在这个过程中又在他的手臂上取下了一些可能是蛋糕的东西。他在他宽松且有些像斯内普的长袍里摸索了一会,最后成功地把他的魔杖拿了出来。

“你究竟在做什么?”
“三天!他们这次太过分了!我要对这些爱恶作剧的人下咒一次了结他们!”
“德拉科!别!”她跳起来,忘记了自己的遮盖物,只穿着她的短裤站在那里。
德拉科没法不盯着她。她真的在她的长袍下藏了一个相当不错的胸部。“哦,唉呀。”
她发出了一声刺耳的叫声,一把抓起了扔在地板上的沙发罩。当她直起腰时,她可见的皮肤都变红了。
“你不穿衣服时更可爱一点。”
金妮转了转眼睛。
“我是认真的,当你留着红发并只穿着短裤时你就是一个女神。我之前怎么就没注意到这个呢?”
“避世?”她讽刺道。
“哈哈,”德拉科眉头紧锁,“我没在开玩笑,韦斯莱。你很漂亮,你甚至比我还漂亮。”
“德拉科--”
“而且她直呼我的名字。”
金妮脸红了并且脚不安的来回移动。“别说了。”
“为什么?那会使你不安么?”
她大声地叹气。
他试着叫她名字。“金妮?”
“不,它肯定没有使我不安,但那恰恰是为什么你该停下了。”
一个爆炸性的想法和理论在德拉科的脑中迸发。或许有办法解释这疯狂的行为。他决定是否追踪这个想法。德拉科挽住她的胳膊并领着她坐回他的沙发上。
“我就是在思考。”
她担心地看着他。
“究竟为什么你的哥哥们将裸着的你随意地绑进蛋糕里?对我,对所有人,除非…”
“除非?”她看起来很紧张。
真是胡扯!”但是在她的否认背后有很少的激情。
“是吗?”他倾身坐得更近,“我怀疑你希望比工作上的伙伴关系更进一步,我怀疑你的哥哥们猜到的足够多而且希望能迫使你行动,我也同样。”
“你小的时候头被砸到过?”
“绝对没有。尽管当那个蛋糕开始移动时,我确实怀疑过我有一点疯狂。”
他把两根手指放在她的唇上,“嘘……你从来没有逃避过你生命里的任何一天,别从现在开始。”
她把他的手从她的嘴上击开,“逃避?”
是的。”他不可思议地急冲过来逼近她的脸。“不要企图逃避这个,吉妮维亚。我会追着你。我认为我会抓到你的。”
“这个?”她用接近于屏息的耳语说道,“这个什么?”
“就是这个。”他耳语道,离她的嘴唇近如发丝,然后吻了她。
“噢噢噢,这让我给你刻着你名字首字母的银瓶看起来更像一个劣质品。”
德拉科和金妮猛地分开,看见布雷斯站在哪里盯着他们。
“我想我告诉过让你离开。”德拉科咆哮道。
布雷斯设法让自己看起来很无辜但是却不幸地失败了。“我渴了。”
“你有偷窥的欲望,”德拉科用警告的口吻说,“现在,走开,让我和这个韦斯莱双胞胎如此有风度的赠予我的礼物待在一起。”
“确定你不想分享?”
“我最好的朋友,我会向你施咒的。“
布雷斯跺着脚怒气冲冲地回到了自己的房间,砰的甩上了门。
“他太难伺候而且总发脾气,真该找个母夜叉定期揍他一顿,他才会行为正常些。”
金妮咯咯地笑了,然后她严肃起来。“这是个坏主意,你知道的。”
“布雷斯和母夜叉?实际上,我觉得这可是我最好的主意之一了。”
“不是那个。”
“那是什么?”
“你和我。”
“哦,嗯,它当然是了。很糟糕的主意,最糟糕的之一。但不管怎样我们经历了它。”
“德拉科--”
他又把手指放在她的嘴唇上,扬起一根眉毛。“而且我不在乎。”
“但是---”
“你喜欢我。老实说。这是少见的,而且如果仅仅是因为它不是这个世界上最好的主意我就不管它,我就会很可恶。”
“这会使事情相当的复杂,德拉科。”
“这就是乐趣的一部分啊。你难道不知道有些事只有在复杂化之后才是最好的吗?”
“我的家人---”
“不喜欢我。我知道,这就是为什么他们不像我一样了解你的原因。”
“那可能不会有帮助,我甚至都不确定我喜欢你。”
“但是你想要我。”
“毋庸置疑的。”
“那我就应该努力让你喜欢我。”
“为什么?”
“因为我有预感你很值得它。”
她露齿一笑。“很好,那个你让我更喜欢你的事情已经开始起作用了。”
“太好了。”
“罗恩和哈利会因为这个很生气的。”
“那更好了。”
“而且赫敏不会--”
“结尾的最好部分。”
“哦但别指望我去善待疤头和他的朋友大猩猩和泥巴--”在看到金妮的脸色时他突然住了嘴。“嗯,格兰杰仅仅是因为我喜欢你,而且我认为你应该也不指望黄金三人组能能善待我。我会有礼貌些,注意,那是出于尊敬你,但是仅此而已。”
她愉快的笑容又回来了。
“怎么了?”
“我可没期望能在你的生日上收到礼物。”
“惊喜处处都有,太好了。你有没有和我一样喜欢这礼物?”
“我想,作为马尔福的继承人你从小到大一定收到过很多礼物,而到现在,你的新奇感早就消失了。”
“如果是对的人给你礼物…亦或是对的礼物…那么新奇感就永远不会消失。他的笑渐渐变的热情似火。“现在,我想打开礼物了。”
“我们能…或许我们能…”她咬住了她的下嘴唇,“慢一些?可不可以不要现在就打开?”
他微笑起来。耐心是他在霍格沃茨的这些年里习得的一个好品质。“那就遂这位女士所愿,因为我知道,在我心里,她值得这份等待。”
“不必如此困难的诱惑我,德拉科。我已下定决心要和你做爱,终于,但不是现在。”
“我很高兴知道了这件事。”
“我会的,但我不会仓促行事,你知道的。它是新的。我想我们可以…进展一点。而且,我还是很饿。在一个蛋糕里呆了三天,你知道的。”
“好的。”德拉科站起身。
“你要去哪儿?”
“女神需要食物,我就是去给你去别处找一些。”他傻笑着,然后几乎是跳着进了厨房。
他喜欢这个,他们仍感觉像彼此的朋友,而且最终他们也会做爱。他开始像她会关心他一样的照顾着她…因为他知道韦斯莱都是平等的。她总是确信他们是平等的。他们中也没有任何一个人会超出负荷。他总是因此而很喜欢她。现在他在个人的关系中喜爱她。自从她被分配为他的傲罗搭档,他从没注意过,但是他开始下意识的把每一个和他约会或见面的女孩和韦斯莱比较,直到他自己对约会觉得无聊然后将它停止。因为他还没找到那个对的人。因为他愚蠢的脑袋从来就没看他该看的地方。嗯,现在眼睛彻底在那个方向了。他想,这是他收过的最好的生日礼物。
但真是见鬼,这就意味着他欠了韦斯莱家的双胞胎。



译者:这是我翻译的第一篇文,送给我爱的德金~顾念我应该是私信你了,看一看吧反正这是渣翻译……这篇文真心萌到我,我好喜欢他们~
贴一下原文……
AN: A birthday present filled with Draco-y goodness for Mynuet. Yes, came out of hiatus for a birthday fic. Had fun writing it too.

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Blaise smirked at him.

Draco ground his teeth. His mother had really gone too far this time. Far too far. There was no card, but who else but a Malfoy would send him a cake almost as big as he was for his birthday? Honestly, his mother was too much. Draco was really going to have to owl Snape and tell him to check on the woman. She needed a new hobby. Or something.

Blaise was snickering now.

"Shut the hell up."

"I love your mother."

Draco looked at him in shock.

"Not like that, you twat." Blaise rolled his eyes. "Only she would send you a cake as big as your ego."

Draco scowled though he had just been having the same thoughts.

"I'll just leave you alone with it."

"You don't want any?"

"Not right now. What? You going to eat it all if I don't have some now?"

Draco scowled again. Blaise just cackled like a hyena and took off for his portion of their flat. Draco moved in to get a closer look at the cake. It was iced in pale green with darker green trimmings. He leaned in and smiled at the green snake designs made in icing. Very artistic for cake... for something he planned on eating.

Then it moved.

Draco jumped back. The cake had moved a bit. He was sure of it. Draco stared at it for a long time wondering if he was going just as mad as his father had in Azkaban. He was about to sign himself up for St. Mungo's when the damn thing twitched... or teetered. Take your pick. He shouted in alarm, jumped back further, and whipped his wand out. He was irritated that his hand shook for a moment. Draco steeled himself though. He was an Auror now. No silly moving cake was going to get the better of him. No sir.

He was trying to decide what to do when the cake started trembling . Draco's eyes widened. He began backing away slowly, his wand still aimed at the obviously possessed dessert. Suddenly, the dratted thing exploded, showering the room and his person in cake. Draco screamed... and not in a very manly manner either.

"What the..." Blaise had come rushing back into the room due to the screaming, wand at the ready. He skidded to a stop. He was frozen for like a nanosecond, then he began great guffaws of uncontrollable laughter. He laughed himself right down onto the cake-splattered floor.

Draco glared at him.

That just made Blaise laugh harder because it afforded him a better view of Draco. Practically Draco's whole left side was pelted with cake. It was even in his blonde hair. There looked to be quite a bit of green icing in his ear also. Blaise cackled.

A third person coughed.

That's when both men noticed something, or someone, had been inside the cake. It appeared to be wearing lots of red hair and not much else.

"I'll kill them." It hissed with much venom in its tone.

Draco's brow furrowed. He knew that voice. "Hello?"

Her, he knew it was a her, head shot up. Draco's suspicions were confirmed. He'd received a naked-Ginny-Weasley-filled cake for his birthday this year. Suddenly being pelted with cake was less important than it had been a moment ago.

Draco looked at Blaise. "Thanks for rushing to my aid, Zabini. You can go now. I'll handle this."

Blaise didn't move.

"Get out."

"But I thought you weren't going to eat it all."

"Changed my mind. I'm eating the whole damn thing."

"But-"

"Leave! Now!"

"Selfish bastard." Blaise muttered as he sulked his way back to his room.

"And don't you forget it." Draco said evenly before turning around to face the occupant of the cake.

She was wearing little green knickers... and not much else save the mass of red hair on her head. Her arms were folded over her ample chest in an effort to cover herself... with poor results.

"Dare I ask?"

Ginny glared at him. "Fred and George! They are so dead!"

Draco chuckled. If she didn't watch how much anger she was shaking in, she shake herself right out of the semi-cover of her arms. Draco imagined he was about one of the last blokes she'd want to flash her bosoms at, though he was enjoying what he had seen so far. He walked over to the sofa and grabbed the throw off of it. He shied his head away and held the throw up, so she could step to it and wrap it around her almost-nude body.

Ginny took the throw gratefully and wrapped it about herself. Draco then helped her to step off the platform the cake had been on.

"You should have hexed those two into oblivion long ago, Weasley. I know you're skilled enough with that wand of yours to do some serious damage."

"Hexed? Come on. You know they should have been drowned at birth, Malfoy."

"Well, having them about certainly makes for few dull moments as your Auroring partner."

"I know." She said forlornly. "I'm sorry."

"Don't think on it, Weasley. You know how I hate to be bored." He said as they both took seats on the sofa. Draco should have been worried about the cake and icing, but he'd just do a cleaning charm after a bit.

"The sofa-"

"Cleaning charms."

Ginny then sagged back against the piece of furniture. "What day is it?"

"Day?" Draco leaned towards her. "How long were you in there?"

Ginny reached up and grabbed a large bit of cake from his shoulder. "I'm really hungry."

He batted the cake out of her hand before she could put it in her mouth. "Bloody hell! Don't eat that!"

"Uh! Draco!"

"Your soddin' brothers made that cake. Who knows what's in it. Might not even BE cake."

"Good point." She chewed on her bottom lip. "You got any food?"

"How long did they have you in there?"

"What day is it?"

"Friday."

"So Tuesday to Friday is-"

"Three days!" Draco jumped to his feet, dislodging some maybe-cake from his arm in the process. He fumbled a bit with his voluminous Snape-like robes, but managed to get his wand out finally.

"What on earth are you doing?"

"Three days! They've gone too far this time! I'm hexing those jokesters once and for all!"

"Draco, no!" She jumped up, forgetting her covering. She was standing there in only her knickers.

Draco couldn't help staring. She really did hide a rather nice set of breasts under her robes. "Oh, I say."

She made a squealing noise and snatched the throw off of the floor. When she straightened, her visible skin was flushing with color.

"You're rather lovely with no clothes on."

Ginny rolled her eyes.

"I'm serious. You're a bit of a goddess wearing just knickers and red hair. How come I never noticed this before?"

"Self-involvement?" She quipped.

"Oh ha ha." Draco's brows furrowed. "I'm not joking, Weasley. You're beautiful. Prettier than me even."

"Draco-"

"And she calls me by my first name."

Ginny blushed and shifted nervously from foot to foot. "Stop."

"Why? Does it bother you?"

She sighed loudly.

He tried the name thing. "Ginny?"

"No. It most definitely does not bother me, and that's precisely why you should stop."

An explosion of ideas and theories went off in Draco's brain. Perhaps there was method to this madness. He decided to see if it tracked.Draco took her arm and steered her back to sitting on his sofa.

"I've just been thinking."

She looked at him in alarm.

"Why on earth would your brothers randomly truss you up in a cake naked? For me, of all people. Unless..."

"Unless?" She looked very nervous.

Draco leaned in close to her. "You fancy me."

"What rubbish!" But there was very little fire behind her denial.

"Is it?" He leaned closer. "I suspect you wish to be more than partners at work. I suspect your brothers guessed as much and wished to force your hand. And mine."

"Were you dropped on your head as a child?"

"Certainly not. Though I did suspect I had gone a bit mad when the cake started moving earlier."

"Draco-"

He placed two fingers on her lips. "Shhh. You've never run from anything a day in your life. Don't start now."

She batted his hand away from her mouth. "Run?"

"Yes." He scooted impossibly close to her and loomed over her face. "Don't even attempt to run from this, Ginevra Weasley. I will so chase you. I think I'd hunt you even."

"This?" She asked in a near-breathless whisper. "This what?"

"This this." He whispered, not a hairsbreadth from her mouth, then settled his lips on hers.

"Oooo, this makes my silver flask with your initials engraved on it look rather shoddy as a birthday present."

Draco and Ginny parted to see Blaise standing there staring.

"I thought I told you to leave." Draco snarled.

Blaise tried to look innocent and failed miserably. "I was thirsty."

"You were having voyeuristic cravings." Draco said in an admonishing tone. "Now, bugger off, and leave me to the unwrapping of the present the Weasley twins so graciously bestowed upon me."

"Sure you don't want to share?"

"Best friend or not, I will hex you."

Blaise stomped his foot then stormed back into his room, slamming the door.

"He's so high maintenance and chock full of temper tantrums. Really must find some dominatrix to beat the hell out of him regularly, so he'll act normal."

Ginny giggled. Then she sobered. "This is a bad idea, you know."

"Blaise and the dominatrix? Actually, I think it's one of my better ideas."

"Not that."

"What is then?"

"You and I."

"Oh. Well, of course it is. Terrible idea. One of the worst. Going through with it anyhow though."

"Draco-"

He placed his fingers on her lips again and raised an eyebrow. "And I don't care."

"But-"

"You like me. Honestly. That's rare, and I'll be damned if I let it pass just because it's not the best idea in the world."

"This will complicate things considerably, Draco."

"That's part of the fun. Don't you know some things are best when complicated?"

"My family-"

"Doesn't like me. I know. That's because they don't know me as you do."

"That might not help. I'm not even sure I like you."

"But you want me."

"Undoubtedly."

"They I shall endeavor to make you like me."

"Why?"

"Because I have the feeling you're quite worth it."

She grinned. "Ok, the you making me like you more thing is beginning to work."

"Excellent."

"Ron and Harry will be upset about this."

"Even better."

"And Hermione won't-"

"Best part of that end of it."

"Draco-"

"Oh don't expect me to be nice to Scarhead and his friend the gorilla or the mud-" He cut himself off abruptly at the look on Ginny's face. "Er, Granger just because I fancy you, and I don't think you should expect the golden trio to be nice to me either. I'll be civil, mind you, out of respect for you, but that's it."

Her pleased grin returned.

"What?" He asked.

"I didn't expect to get presents on your birthday."

"Surprises all 'round then. Excellent. Do you like presents as much as I do?"

"I would think being the Malfoy heir you'd gotten enough presents growing up for the wonder to have worn off by now."

"If the right person is giving you presents... or if they are the right presents... the wonder never wears off." His smirk turned hot and hooded. "Now, I'd like to do a bit of unwrapping."

"Could... could we perhaps..." She chewed her bottom lip. "Take it a little slower? Could there be no unwrapping just yet?"

He smiled. Patience was one trait he had acquired since his days at Hogwarts. "As the lady wishes because I know in my heart she is worth the wait."

"There's no need to turn the seduction on so hard, Draco. I have every intention of having sex with you. Eventually. Just not today."

"Good to know."

"I would, but I don't want to rush in, you know. It's new. I thought we could just... be a bit. Plus, I'm still hungry. Been in a cake for three days, you know."

"Right." Draco got up.

"Where are you going?"

"The goddess needs food. I'll just round some up for you." He smirked and practically skipped into the kitchen.

He liked this. They still felt like the friends they had become, and there would be sex eventually. He got to care for her as she would care for him... because he knew Weasley was about equality. She always made sure they did equal work. Neither one of them carried the bulk of the load. He'd always liked that about her. Now he got to like that about her in a personal relationship. Since she had been assigned to him as an Auroring partner, he'd never noticed, but he had subconsciously compared every girl he had met or dated to Weasley until he had gotten 'bored' with dating and stopped it all together. Because he could never find the right one. Because his fool head had not been looking in the place he should have been. Well, eyes fully in that direction now. Best birthday present ever, was his thinking.

But bloody hell. This meant he owed the Weasley twins.

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