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Inferred bisexuality

Victoire Weasley was getting antsy. The restlessness was taking over as she tried to concentrate on her paperwork, but the words swam in waves of ink, and focusing was all but impossible. She tried, really she did, but as the seconds ticked away she could feel her control on her Veela side slipping, and not even the steady hum in the Hall of Prophecies could soothe and calm her like it usually could. She didn't even know how she managed to change out of her Unspeakable robes before leaving the Ministry in a flurry of blonde hair and a deluge of pheromones.

A little more than an hour later, she was in a Wizarding club, where she was a well-known, if irregular patron. The whole place was small, the air thick with smoke and the smell of alcohol, the heavy, driving music making the floor vibrate constantly. A few people noticed her entrance, but most were too busy, the majority of the patrons absorbed in the swaying, pulsing, undulating sea of humanity on the dance floor.

Victoire knew that if any of her family could see her now they'd either attempt to drag her away, fall to the floor and indulge in a fit of apoplexy, or both. She doesn't care, at this moment all she can focus on is the energy bubbling beneath her skin, the way her whole being was pushing her to move, to give in--and she did. It was always a relief to let go of the hold she tried to keep on her Veela side, and somehow, the dancing always made her feel better. At first she was just another girl in the crush, but as one song stopped and another started, she began to feel the eyes turn to her, running over the taut lines of her body, accentuated by her leather pants that fit like a second skin, and a silk blouse all but pasted on her with heat and a fine sheen of sweat. She felt powerful, and fought down the guilt on using her Veela side to her advantage, but all she could focus on was the energy that was waning so softly and sweetly from her body.

She lets the music dictate her movements, but to everyone else, it seems as if her movements are defining the music. She can practically feel the heat in the stares of the people watching her, and only when her throat goes dry and the music slows, does she move to the bar--the bartender already has her usual out for her and she downs the cold liquid gratefully. There is a moment or two of lull, letting her have her drink, before people are approaching her, and in a way she's accustomed to, she has her pick for further company. Victoire considers a pretty, petite brunette with pinkened lips--it's been awhile since she's had a girl--but then she decides on a dark-haired man, a few inches taller than she.

The bartender watches, shaking his head to himself as he sees the man's eyes light up as if Christmas had come early, and he knows that tomorrow the man will be in here again, anticipating her return and attention, as they always do. He's heard it all before, over one more shot of whiskey or another ale. 'It was the best night of their lives' or 'She is absolutely flawless,' but usually it falls under the category of: 'I want more, I thought she felt the same way.' He just counsels them to not think of her again, knowing they will fail and that they will just be another ensnared by her dance and doomed by her beauty, and hopes that someday, she will understand the heartache she puts these men through, adding another tally in his head as they leave together.


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Nov. 29th, 2007 08:42 pm (UTC)
Beautifully written.
Nov. 29th, 2007 08:47 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :D
Nov. 29th, 2007 10:37 pm (UTC)
Erotic and a little scary. I've always felt Veela were bi, and could be irresistible when they wanted.
Nov. 29th, 2007 10:39 pm (UTC)
That's sort of what i was going for, the manipulative need and sort of control that my Victoire has with strangers that she doesn't usually have with teddy for varied reasons, but that's merely my interpretation. Thanks for reviewing!
Nov. 30th, 2007 02:32 pm (UTC)
Hot! :) I like your interpretation of part-Veela here, how it comes with complications...
Nov. 30th, 2007 02:40 pm (UTC)
Thanks, that's pretty much what I was going for. :D I'm glad you liked it.
Dec. 21st, 2009 06:43 am (UTC)
Happy Birthday!
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