Who: Daphne Greengrass/Harriet Potter, Hermione Granger (later)
What: Temptation is a Slytherin witch with red hair…
When: One week into the school year, Friday afternoon
Where: Quidditch Pitch to start
Rating: Sure to be NC-17
Notes: This thread is based on a game idea that we wanted to run and haven’t gotten around to yet. Here is a link explaining the differences:
http://www.greatestjournal.com/users/sorciere_mod/1176.htmlDaphne Greengrass was having an interesting year so far. Teenage hormones had always run rampant at Hogwarts. However, this year, Daphne felt them more acutely than ever. Her experience over the summer, coupled with whatever was going on at Hogwarts, had left her feeling on edge. That edge also carried with it some unexplainable urges and desires. At first she had fought them. Though after a week, she was no longer seeing any reason to resist; assuming she could be subtle and still have her fun.
Harriet Potter had come to Daphne’s notice more in one week than she had in the five previous years they had been to Hogwarts together. Normally, the halfblood, daughter of a shameless Mudblood was reviled by witches like Daphne. Since she had been back, that disgust had changed to an exciting taboo. Daphne would keep her secret, but that didn’t lessen her desires.
Daphne was not one to chase. She was a goddess, or so she had been told. Instinctively, she agreed. She was worth pursuing and chasing and obsessing over. All she needed to do was make the shy witch notice her. Eventually, Harriet would come to her.
Two days earlier, Daphne had begun to set a trap for Harriet to notice her. Her skirts rode high in the classes they shared, the top two buttons of her blouse came undone at just the right time, she bent over to fetch her quill just as Harriet happened by and many more provocative things timed perfectly to be spied by only one person.
At her first practice for the cheer squad, Daphne was sure to intensify her flirting under the cover of cheering on the teams as they practiced. In her short skirt and little uniform, Daphne twirled and spun and pranced and stretched to the routines, her eyes often moving to Harriet Potter as she flew around on her broom.
Of course, she could deny it and would if she needed to. Daphne did notice that she wasn’t the only one distracted. She had no idea why. Several times during the week she had wished that she’d learned Occlumency. She had to wonder what some of her fellow girls were thinking about.
Is it the boys on the other side of the campus? she wondered as she dropped into a split, lifting her pom poms over her head. Turning her head, Daphne tossed her hair with a smoldering gaze that just happened to be in the direction of the Gryffindors circling nearby.
The practice began to break up and Daphne stood off to the side with a few of the other girls from the cheer squad. She made a point of standing in cute poses of flipping or hair as she made sure not to look at Harriet while attempting to get Harriet to look at her.