New story. Had this idea in my head FOREVER. Couldnt get rid of it. Its my new muse. . . YAY!

Neo:Dumbass-Sighs.-

Geo: -Pouts.- Whatever

Title: Addictive Seduction

Rating: Rated M for adult themes, violence, cursing, etc.

Author: Geo and Neo

Summary: He was her drug. It was unhealthy, she knew. But he owned her. Her heart, mind, body and soul. He was a drug. She was the user. It was wrong, she knew all this! But, she didn't care. She was to far in already. She couldn't get out. She was addicted.

Disclaimer: I do not own the world this place takes place in, but, I do however, own the plot-Cackles.- FINALLY! I OWN SOMETHING :D!... Anyway..yea.

Pairings: Tom/Fem!Harry. Hermione/Sev. Draco/OC. Lucius/Nacrissa. Ron/Lavender(Whore!-Glares murderously at said girl). Seamus/Dean(Their awesome, not evil:D) Fred/George/OC.(Awesome). Ginny/OC(Both are awesome). Neville/Luna(Awesome.). Remus/Sirius(Yay for gayness..?..LOL). Bill/Fleur. Charlie/OC. And alot more. .3... OH wait! Blaise/Pansy.

Warnings: You cannot sue me, because I'm warning you. May have describtive violence, therefore I beg of you not to sue me, because I've warned you and ya can't. ;3. Anyway, on to the REAL warnings. Female!Harry(Kyara). Dark!Harry. Good!Voldie. Bad!Dumbles. Bad!OrderOfTheFriedChicken. Good!Sirius. Good!Remus. Good!Dark side. Good!Severus. Good! Mad Eye. Good!Whoever else I choose. OH! Yea. By the way. Heavy bashing on our hated Ronald Weasley, but we do, however, absolutely LOVE Hermione Granger. Not all of them are human, mind you. :D.

AU: Takes place in the beloved FOURTH YEAR ;D!.. Aka: More time to bash on Dumbles and his squad of dumbasses.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Addicted To An Illegal Drug

A softly tanned finger curled itself around a dark, raven lock, tugging softly, earning a soft moan from the curls owner. A deep chuckle resonated through the dark room as the silk sheets shifted as a small form moved.

"What was that for?" The soft voice that spoke was soft, like the purest of bells twinkling. The soft accent that lace the words only added to the seductive purr, though it's owner didn't even seem to notice the effect.

Another chuckle, "Wanted to see if you were awake, love," The new voice was male. It was rough, and deep. Dark and dangerous, if you would.

"Oh," A soft giggle now erupted, the sound like the low gurgle of a pure stream.

A sharp sound erupted, and a bright light erupted in the room, causing it to roll over the two in habitants.

On the right of green and silver bed was a young woman. Her long raven locks were curled, a few strads of her bangs falling into her face, covering her right eye. The left was a shockingly beautiful, yet sickeningly frightening, emerald green. Her skin was the color of snow, only pale freckles that dusted over the small nose artisticly. Her lips the color of blood, full and slightly swollen for the unmentionable hours the two had shared.

Her small form was covered in the silken sheets, her slim arms and full curves were visible through the slim sheet. Her full, perfectly round breasts seemed almost perfect, and her pale neck seemed to have more than one mark. Pale legs were shown as they moved, causing the silk material to ride up, exposing her hairless and perfectly shaped legs.

Her face was perfectly shaped, with full thick lashes surronding the beautiful green hue. Her heart shaped faced was angelic in nature, yet had an undertone of danger, that many over rode. Her naturally thin eyebrows were placed perfectly on her face, and her high, aristocratic cheekbones only added to the immense beauty.

The male beside her was quite the eyeturner. Tousled dark hair that seemed to scream "Touch me". His firm, perfectly formed face seemed dark and dangerous in nature, and his hazel hues sparkled with mischeif. His firm shoulders led down to muscled arms, and a firm, tanned chest. He was much taller then the girl, who was only 5'5, by his 6'3. He was muscled, dangerous, and dark. His dark lips were curled into a smile as he stared down his slightly crooked nose as he looked at the small girl.

He had firm cheekbones and his tousled hair covered his forehead, some strands falling into his eyes. He moved so he placed his hand in the crook of his elbow as he stared at the girl, the impish grin still in place.

Tall, dark, and handsome.

"It's time for me to go," The words were said with an undertone of sadness as the girl looked sadly at the male.

His face fell too, as he sighed. He moved to sit and he nodded, "One thing, before you go."

The girl looked to him, only to gasp as his lips planted themselves firmly on hers. She felt his weight shift as he moved to lean over her. The slim arms wrapped themselves around his neck as she moaned quietly, pushing herself against the male.

He chuckled as he released her lips, smirking when he caught notice of the flushed cheeks the girl bore.

"Get up you, you need to get back."

With a sad smile, she nodded. He moved so she could sit up, "Tom?"

"Yes?" He answered, waiting.

His eyes watched her every movement as she got up and moved to her clothes, putting them on. She looked at him and smiled, "I'll be back soon?"

He smirked.

She grinned broadly and quickly dashed from the room.

Later On.

"Kyara Potter! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!" The shrill shriek brought the ravennette's attention, as it bounced of the walls of the Hogwarts Entrace Hall.

She smiled sheepishly as she saw who it was.

The girl's once bushy hair had tamed down slightly, and it now grew to the small of her back. Her tanned skin gleamed as the sun streamed through the window. She was tall, 5'8, and curvious. She wore a black button up that seemed to drape over her curves perfectly, and her C cup breasts. On her legs were a pair of blue skinny jeans the trailed down her seemingly endless legs, and her feet were adorned by a pair of black converse which had blue laces.

Her hair was pulled into a ponytail as the brown hues gazed underneathe long lashes at the sheepish ravennette. Full pink lips were curled into a frown, the crease between the girls sloped eyebrows wrinkling.

"Herm, I'm sorry," Kyara replied, a faint blush dusting over her cheeks.

Hermione Granger glared at her friend, annoyance clear in her brown hues, "Sorry! You've been gone for hours!"

"It's a Saturday."

Hermione glared even more.

"Okay, okay, I'm really sorry, Herm," Kyara sighed, as she looked at the girl through her lashes.

Hermione cracked slightly at the innocent looking female. She sighed quietly but rolled her eyes, "Just, tell me next time, okay?"

Kyara grinned as she nodded. Hermione turned and began walking, as Kira quickly caught up with the other witch.

"So where's Ron?" Kyara asked lightly. She noticed Hermione tense from the corner of her and she frowned slightly, but otherwise let it slide.

"He's probably off eating, again," Hermione said dismissivly.

"Herm! Kyara!" A loud boistrious voice burst through the halls of Hogwarts. The two witches turned to see Ronald Bilius Weasley jogging up to them. He was tanned, and freckles decorated him like a Christmas tree. He was tall and lanky, his fire engine red hair seemed untamable. He was thin, despite the amount of food he ate, and the years of Quidditch he had had.

He wore regular blue jeans and a black t-shirt, and a pair of worn sneakers, and his arms, not to the surprise of many, had a multitude of freckles.

"Hey Ron," The two chirped, smiling at the red-head.

"Hey, Kyara, where were you?" He questioned, looking at the ravennete intently.

Kira glared, snapping out, "Why do you care? It's none of your buisness where I am!"

Ron flushed a hidious shade of red, "Yes it is! Your a girl, and therefor your not as strong as I am!"

Obviously, the wrong thing to say.

A slim stick was in the girls hand as she aimed it and the boy's face, the tip glowing a deadly red.

"What. Was. That?" The girl spat, glaring murderously at the boy.

Ron was quickly replaced by a stammering mess as he stared in fear at the girl, his eyes wide.

"I..I.. Uhm..." With those final idiotic sounds, the boy turned and ran, fleeing for his life as many of the bystanders noticed, much to many of them to snicker.

Kyara huffed as she flicked her wrist, her wand flying up the pale green long sleeve shirt she wore. She wore black cut-off's, that showed her pale legs. On her feet she wore black hightops that had emerald green checker designs, and green laces as well. She had a green necklace on that was in the shape of a snake, which was coiled around a lightning bolt. Her hair, like Hermione's, was in a ponytail, yet her bangs still covered her eyes.

Hermione giggled as the red-head fled, rolling her eyes as she turned to look at the petite Fourth Year, "That was kind of mean, you know."

"Bollocks, Herm. He thought just because I was a girl, I was weak," Kyara snarled.

"You are the Girl-Who-Lived, you know," Hermione pointed out lightly, giggled.

Kyara rolled her eyes and laughed softly, "Yea, yea. So, what'd I miss while I was gone?"

"Hm? Oh, well. Dean and Seamus finally decided to go public about their preference, and the fact that their dating. Zabini annoanced that he and Parkinson were engaged, and Malfoy didn't seem to care for any of it, really, and... Hm, oh! Dumbledore announced that the Tri-Wizard Tournament will be taking here!" At the blank look she recieved, Hermione explained, "The Tournament is used as a way for three of the biggest Wizarding schools to promote unity. It hasn't been held in over 40 or more years, because the last time, one of the participants died."

Kyara blinked, before she let out a low groan, "I have a feeling that I'll be taking part in this blasted thing, don't you?"

Hermione laughed and rolled her eyes, giggling, "Yea, I kind of do."

The two laughed, as they looked at the painting of the Fat Lady. They had managed to cross over half the school during their conversation.

Kyara grinned at the Fat Lady, who chuckled, "Welcome back, Miss Potter."

Kyara grinned and waved, "Hello, Fat Lady. How are you?"

"Oh, I'm excellent! Well, go on in, you little ratscalian!" The Fat Lady cooed, swinging forward to admit them into the Gryffindor Common Room.

Slytherin Common Room.

The four Slytherins surronded the fireplace of the dungeons, their eyes focused on the flames that licked against the bricks.

The orange glare glittered off the fours hair.

Draco Malfoy's hair seemed to be slightly orange. His robes were of the finest silk. His platinum hair wasn't slicked back, and fell to his shoulders. His pale skin gleaned as the firelight glittered. His high cheekbones were aristocratic, and his pale lips were neutral. His silvery orbs were locked off. His white shirt was unbuttoned on the top, and his tye lay on the arm of the chair he sat in.

Blaise Zabini's dark hair seemed to become maroon, as his deeply tanned skin glittered. His golden hues shone with love as he turned his head towards the girl beside him. His firm form was draped in his school uniform, and his tye was undone.

Pansy Parkinson's golden hair seemed to glow, the fire's light flickered across her beautiful features, her full lips pulled into a frown as her blue eyes locked in on Draco. Her longsleeve shirt was untucked, and her sleeves were rolled up. Her legs were crossed, causing her skirt to hike up. She wore black leggings, and on her feet were black flats. Her golden locks fell around her face perfectly, as it glowed.

Scarlet de Rivera, the sole heiress to the de Rivera pureblooded family one of the most powerful families, on par with the Malfoys, was next, sitting the closest to the fire.

Her blood red hair fell to her waist in waves. She had pale skin that glowed like china. Her lips were lipe rose petals, and she was tall. Built like a model, with full hips, and perfect curves. She was 5'10, with long, nearly endless legs. Her eyes were the color of the purest lake, surronded in full shadowed lashes. Her eyes were currently closed, though looking asleep, everyone knew she was wide awake.

"Draco?" Pansy questioned softly.

He jumped and looked at her, blinking, "Huh? Oh, yes?"

She frowned, "Are you alright? You seem out of it."

Draco nodded absently as he looked to the side, "Yea, I'm fine, Pans."

"Drake, don't lie to me," She snapped, standing up.

The common room went silent as the four most powerful heir's began to argue. It was not a common sight. They had been raised together, so they always seemed to be in sinc. They only argued when something was wrong.

Draco turned his silver orbs on the girl, glaring, "Why do you care?" He spat viciously.

Blue orbs flashed open as Scarlet looked around the group, impassivly, "Draco, your being a fool. Explain, before you cause Pansy to lose her temper."

Draco turned to the girl, a retort on the tip of his tongue before he saw the look in her eyes. He wordlessly cast a silencing charm, before he turned back to Pansy.

"I'm sorry.. Pansy, I'm fine, it's just Dumbledore wants me to take the Dark Mark to spy for him. I don't know what to do, he thinks that he can control us, with that damned little twinkle of his," Draco growled lowly.

Scarlet tensed and her eyes narrowed. Pansy gasped, her eyes filling with tears. Blaise's hands turned into fists as he turned his golden hues to the Malfoy heir, orbs widened slightly.

"That bastard," Blaise growled out, his teeth clenched.

"Could not agree more," Scarlet intoned, her eyes narrowed, shining with vicious hatred.

"I.. I'm so sorry, Drake," Pansy whimpered, as she tried to restain her tears.

Draco looked to them, a dark smile on his lips.

"Don't be. We knew this would happen at some time," He turned his eyes to Scarlet.

"Don't let him near you. I won't let what happened, happen again."

Scarlet tensed, her teeth clenched at the memory.

Draco's expression closed off as he looked at her.

"Yes I know," he intoned.

"You were raped."

OMG POOR SCARLET! Scarlet's an OC, by the way. ;3

R & R!

Updated: 12/15/12.

Proof read-Blushes.-.

~Geo and Neo