Lost

[morag mcdougal]

How Morag could have forgot something so obvious was beyond her. Maybe it was because she actually liked Ancient Runes that had the ability to make her absent minded. Although she had exited class with her pen, notes and text book, Morag had completely forgot her satchel. About half way back to her Common Room Morag was forced to double back before the classroom was locked up for the day. Stepping into the classroom she sauntered straight to the desk she had been occupying during class only to find her bag no where in sight. Maybe someone had picked it up for her and took it back to the Common Room...

This worried her slightly though. There were some things in her bag that some people shouldn't see. But then who was stupid enough to go through her stuff?

[blaise zabini]

Blaise had seen Morag forget her satchel. It amused him, and so he had grabbed it and waited behind the open door of the classroom. When she stepped through, he closed the door slowly, letting it creak as he did, and locked the large wooden door a moment later. "Forget something?" He asked as he leaned against the wood, smirking with the bag hanging leisurely out of his hand.

[morag mcdougal]

At the sound of the door shutting, Morag froze trying to compose herself before turning around. For some reason she felt a bit nervous. The only thing that she could associate the feeling with was her worry over the letters from her parents that whoever had her bag might find. It wasn't like there was anything in there that could get her or her family into trouble but if the wrong person saw they could easily try to use it against her, at least if they had the guts to talk to Draco about her. Even if he knew that she was supposed to do pretty much anything he said the way the letters went on her father made it seem like a threat if she didn't and that might make Draco question her motives for agreeing for more. That had been all her decision but circumstantial would point otherwise.

Forget something; those words were chilling as Morag turned around to face Blaise, a lump in her throat. She expertly flashed him a smile though. "I did thank you." Outwardly Morag seemed cool but inside she was terrified. Closing the space between them she put her hand over his to take her bag.

[blaise zabini]

"No no no," Blaise smirked, pulling the bag away and hiding it behind his back, now. "You don't get what you want until I get what I want. You've been avoiding me." It was a comment, not a question. "Why?"

[morag mcdougal]

For a Ravenclaw Morag wasn't all that much of a bookworm, or even all that over achieving with her academics, but what did make her Ravenclaw worthy, she supposed, was that she was incredibly quick witted. Rather than telling Blaise the truth she opted for something that would hopefully appease him without breaking the stipulation that she, herself, had made. "Audrey," She began. "You asked me not to start anything with her and she is, as I'm sure you know, a major drama queen. Avoiding you seemed like the best way to do as you requested." Morag stepped closer to Blaise slinking her arm around his waist to get at her satchel. "Now if you don't mind..."

[blaise zabini]

"That's not what I wanted" Blaise informed, holding the satchel up, now, instead. "And that doesn't seem true." He added, shaking his head, "And I do mind, actually. What sort of reception is that for me, someone who's shown you so much pleasure?"

[morag mcdougal]

Damnit! Morag let her arm drop back to her side. He would have to be difficult about this. "So sorry, I figured you would have moved on to the next girl by now and forgot all about me. Love 'em and leave 'em, that is your style, isn't it?" It wasn't true about the first thing she had said. Morag could care less about upsetting Audrey, but there was no denying this truth.

[blaise zabini]

"Unless they keep me satisfied, which you do. Or rather, did." Blaise retorted. "But present tense is a possibility, if you're up for it."

[morag mcdougal]

"Always the charmer." Morag smiled tenderly. She let her hand move over Blaise's shoulder, up his arm but didn't reach for the bag just yet. Instead, leaned in getting close enough so that their lips almost touched. "But not tonight." Her hand closed over his yet again trying to get her bag back.

[blaise zabini]

Blaise grabbed her hand with his other one. "Not tonight" He responded, opening the door again and backing out of it. "Talk to me when you prioritize," He smirked, turning to head down the hall towards the dungeons.

[morag mcdougal]

Fucking Blaise! Morag pouted for a second before hurrying out of the classroom after him. What was she going to do? The only way that Blaise would willingly hand over her stuff was if she slept with him and Morag couldn't do that. Slipping in front of him to block his path Morag also put her hand on his chest to make sure he stopped. "I really need that back."

[blaise zabini]

"I need a lot of things." Blaise countered, "Honesty, sex..."

[morag mcdougal]

"Yes, but you can have any one you want." Morag pointed out. She had a strong urge to hex him and forcefully take her bag back but that was hardly tactical and he was a Prefect.

[blaise zabini]

"And I want you" Blaise informed simply. "Which didn't seem to be a problem before."

[morag mcdougal]

"You're an incredible lover, Blaise." Morag couldn't deny that, but she had to deny him. It wasn't all that fair to Blaise given he couldn't yet know why but soon he would understand, at least Morag hoped. "But you can't have me, not now."