A/N- Hello, all. I've been toying with this idea for quite a while. First of all let me make it clear that I HATE Mary-sue's. But this just screams for me to write it. If everyone hates it, then I'll just have to keep writing it for myself. So here goes. For the introduction of Olivia, read my story, Who Cares.
Disclaimer: Hey, I can actually say I own something for once! I own Olivia (not you, P.C.) but not any HP characters or crap.
Olivia awoke, rolled over and looked out her window to see snow slowly falling. She jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom to bathe. Draco was coming home today!
As she stepped out of the tub, and began to dry off, rubbing the towel over her shaply body, she pictured Draco. He'd been away at his sixth year at Hogwarts, and she'd missed him terribly. They'd left on such bad terms.
She remembered all those childhood moments together. He'd been so distant. She'd lived with the Malfoys all her life. She was their master's daughter, so it was expedted that he be a little removed, but he actually seemed to fear the daughter of Voldemort.
She wished that she didn't have to remain a secret. She wanted so badly to be at Hogwarts with Draco. She missed holding him, hearing his voice. She'd been close to him for such a short time before he'd left for this school year.
He'd never been close, up until this past summer. She'd finally broken his icy exterier.
Draco sat next to Olivia, reading. He'd been tutoring her on all that he'd learned at school, as per his parents instructions. She snuck a sideward glance at him. She sat down her quill, and said, "Draco, why have you always been so snotty to me? You know I like you. What's wrong? We've lived in the same house for nearly 16 years, and we've barely said a handful of friendly words to one another."
Slowly Draco looked up at her. He was thoughtful, then said, "Olivia, you are very like your father. You are beautiful. But you hate so much. I just can't be like that. Sure, I don't like mudbloods, but, my goodness, Olivia, you are so filled with hatred that there's no room left for any kind emotions."
Olivia lowered her lashes and looked into his eyes piercingly. She said in a purring voice, "You're wrong. I have plenty of feelings for you that have nothing to do with hatred." She stroked his cheek with her finger. She leaned in and hungrily kissed him.
He pulled away and said, "Olivia, please don't. As I said you are beautiful, but you aren't the kind of girl that I could be in a relationship with." His eyes roved over her body with a lustful look, as he thought, "My god, she's hot, but so cold."
She stood and drew him out of his seat by his hand she placed her hands on his hips, pulling them to hers and said, "Draco, who said anything about a relationship? I've been living in this house my whole life, never allowed to leave. I have needs Draco."
He looked surprised, as his lust for her grew. Her frank expression of pure sexual need had him forgetting all his dislike of her. She brushed her lips gently across his. She looked up at his eyes flamily and rubbed her pelvis against his, saying, "Please Draco, I need you. All these years I've had to watch you grow, becoming such a gorgeous man, and I've had nothing to sate my desire." She put her soft dewy lips up to his ear, a triumphant look on her face, and whispered, "Every night I lay in my bed and think of you being there with me. I touch myself and pretend it's you. But it's not enough. I need you to show me how it can really be."
Olivia smiled, remembering how easy it was to trap him. What a fool. She laughed that night after he'd left at how quickly he'd fallen for her father's plan. She needed to make a child, and who more perfect and pure blooded than Draco Malfoy?
At first, her father had actually spoken to Lucius about doing the job, but Olivia was determined to take Draco. She's been with Lucius numerous times, that was old hat. But to get stuck-up old Draco to break down and give in to her, that was an accomplishment! He was so much fun to play!
She opened her door to step into her bedroom and dress, to find Lucius standing in his robe by her bed. "Hello," she said lazily, letting the towel drop to the floor, uncovering her naked body. She loved the way he ogeled her, his experienced eyes travelling over her body with approval.
She walked to him pressing her high, firm breasts against him, and poutily said, "I missed you last night, Lucius. I sat up all night waiting for you. I was so wet." She licked her lips flirtingly.
A pained look came on his face as he said, "Narcissa wanted me in her room, so we could plan for Draco's homecoming. I was so mad."
"Too bad," she said slowly, rubbing her hands over his muscled chest, "because you know I can't see you while Draco's home. I'll miss you. He's not nearly as good as you."
He leaned down and kissed her passionatly, as her hand strayed down to the belt of his robe. She loosened it and pulled his robe off. She pulled back to admire his strong body. His stiff member quivered. She lowered herself to her knees and began to do what they did almost nightly.
Draco walked up the snowy tree lined drive to Malfoy Manor, and recited the speech he planned to give to Olivia. "We can't do this again Olivia," he murmurred, "It's not right. I don't like you. It was meaningless sex, a mistake. Don't get me wrong, it was great ... No, no, no! It was bad! Wrong!" He shook his head.
How could he say no to her, so sexy, if she attempted to seduce him again? He had reached the front door. He steeled himself and entered. Jicky, the house elf rushed out to greet him, "Welcome home, young master! Your parents send their welcome, also, and look forward to seeing you at dinner. Dress is formal, as usual."
Draco smiled and said, "Thanks Jinks! I'll be going up to my room now." He mounted the stairs and headed down a marble corridor to his suite of rooms. He pulled open the double doors. On his bed lay Olivia, naked and surrounded by rose petals, her black hair curling in long tendrils around her milky white skin. He stopped. All thought of any speech flew out of his mind.
Her red lips moved, "Hello, Draco. I've missed you, darling." Draco dropped his bags and strode over to the bed, undressing as he went. He mounted her and said, "This is so wrong."
She smiled seductivly and purred, "That's what makes it so good."
A/N- Whew! I've been waiting to write that for so long! I hope the original character thing doesn't lose some of you, because I, myself hate original characters. I just have really developed this character in my mind with out really meaning to. She's kinda' bursting to get out. So let me know if y'all like it, 'cause I'm gonna' write it anyway, I just might not post it.