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Post by Eleanor Walsh on Aug 13, 2012 22:23:27 GMT -5
Oh, Merlin help her, she was falling. She never should have agreed to this dance. But once the music and his expert dance moves had swept her away, she knew it was too late. She was gone. She felt warm all over, and by the time the dance was over, she probably would have done just about anything he wanted. And when he kissed her, that sealed it. She was hopelessly in love. Nora was forgotten, all of her worries, concerns, and doubts were all lost.
Breathlessly, she looked up at him, her eyes glazed. "Wow," she said.
That was all she could think of to say.
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Post by Trevor King on Aug 13, 2012 22:23:49 GMT -5
Trevor released her, allowing her to straighten up, but kept one hand around her waist. The other he placed on her warm cheek. "My apartment isn't far from here," he whispered in a throaty voice. And in case she still had any lingering doubts, he gave her his most reassuring smile.
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Post by Eleanor Walsh on Aug 13, 2012 22:24:15 GMT -5
She shouldn't. She knew she shouldn't. But in that moment, she couldn't for the life of her think why not. She was incredibly attracted to him, and even though he wasn't promising her anything, it didn't matter. She was willing to take what she could get.
She nodded slowly, but managed to recover long enough to cast a cursory glance around the room, to make sure Nora hadn't shown up yet. Not seeing her, Eleanor looped her arm through his and allowed him to lead her out of the club.
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Post by Trevor King on Aug 13, 2012 22:24:41 GMT -5
Once they were out in the fresh air, Trevor prepared to put his plan in motion. He wasn't actually planning to take Eleanor to his apartment. So as they walked, he allowed his hand to wander along her body. As they cleared the crowds of people waiting to get in, he pulled her to him and kissed her again, backing into the alleyway.
In the alleyway, they continued to kiss heavily (Trevor was suprised to realize that he actually felt a stab of guilt as he thought about Celia). Eleanor was now pinned against the wall, and as she kissed him hungrily, Trevor very carefully pulled out his wand and pointed it at her head.
"Imperio."
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Post by Eleanor Walsh on Aug 13, 2012 22:25:20 GMT -5
Eleanor instantly went limp. Her eyes glazed over and she forgot everything that had been happening only seconds before. The kiss, Trevor, all of it.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked numbly.
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Post by Trevor King on Aug 13, 2012 22:25:44 GMT -5
Trevor smiled. It had almost been too easy. For all her attempts to be tough and clever and witty, she was helpless in his hands.
"I want you to find an auror," he began. "Find an auror and get him to fall in love with you, and to tell you all his secrets."
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Post by Eleanor Walsh on Aug 13, 2012 22:26:14 GMT -5
Eleanor smiled blankly. She felt so good, so relaxed and calm. "Yes, master," she replied. "I will do as you ask."
A tiny voice in the back of her mind whispered, "Why? Why should I do that?" But then the voice was quiet, and she forgot what it was trying to tell her.
"I don't know any aurors."
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Post by Trevor King on Aug 13, 2012 22:26:39 GMT -5
"You'll find one," he assured her. "Go back in the club like a good girl, and wait for your friend. Then I want you to dance all night, with anyone you can. Ask every one you dance with if he is an auror, and if he is, stay with him. Get him to take you home. Get him to ask you out again. OK?"
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Post by Eleanor Walsh on Aug 13, 2012 22:28:53 GMT -5
Eleanor nodded slowly. "Yes. Yes, I can do that. Thank you, master."
Then absently she turned and walked out of the alley and back into the club, pushing right past the bouncer and the crowds waiting to get inside. She wandered aimlessly across the dance floor and made her way back to her previous seat at the bar, waving to the bartender for another drink of whatever she'd been having before.
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