Omake by st1ck97

"You being willing to sell your own mother to Potter to recover the family fortune is a shining example of what a modern Slytherin is these days Draco" said Daphne with a smirk.

"Yes, well my mother is a Black which of course, why we expect so much from Potter. If she was a Malfoy by blood, well Midas himself couldn't afford her. I'll probably get Potter to kick in a bit more from his own vault. Maybe some property as well. I hear the Potters had a nice little vacation island in the Caribbean." Mused Malfoy, tapping his pointed chin.

"So you want me to get him to sign this binding document, stating he will pay you whatever you agree is fair in exchange for your own mother. I'll act as the binder, and you've already signed. Correct?" Asked Daphne with a smile.

"Yes, yes. I know I overheard the other witches talking about how Potter is shagging your brains out Daphne, but really? You need to lay off the sauce! We all appreciate you using your feminine wiles to seduce and dumbfound the halfblood. If it's that bad that you have to drink enough to put up with him, you could at least try some potion. Maybe I should have Snape give you some polyjuice with a hair of mine in it so you can at least enjoy yourself. Bad enough you have to act like a two knut whore, there is no reason you have to drink like one. Or become as ignorant as one. All Potter has to do is agree to my value, sign, and then he can go ahead and have my mother. Once I take the agreement in place, I can go to Gringott's and get Potter's vault emptied into mine while he shags her as silly as you have become." Explained Draco with a dismissive wave.

Daphne refrained from grinding her teeth, although she did think fondly of grinding Dracos teeth into a powder using a large potion's pestle. "Are you saying I am a two bit whore Malfoy?" She asked with a sweet grin.

"Well, let's face it Daphne. You stepped into that closet of your own free will. Any woman who sleeps with that pitiful halfblood? Paying more than two knuts for her is simply foolish charity." Said Draco with a roll of his eyes as they stopped in front of the negotiation closet.

"Glad you made this such a quick negotiation Malfoy." Said a naked to the waist, rather bedraggled Harry Potter. He pulled his ripped pants up with his left hand and signed the document with a flourish using the quill a pale arm quickly placed in his right hand.

"Mmmm, hold on to that quill Loverboy, I have some advanced lessons for you to review in Anatomy, Mr. Potter." Said the owner of the arm, and quill with a purr.

"M...m...Mother!?" Asked a poleaxed Draco.

"No longer, you miserable excuse for a fetid, congealed cumstain. You dissolved my marriage and cast me from the Malfoy family. All for two knuts. And if you don't run away, I'll use a spell to cut yours off, and fulfill the signed agreement. Now runoff, like I wish you had done along with the rest of the inbred defective sperm from your miserable, rapist bastard of a father as it leaked out of my arse on my so called wedding night." Hissed Narcissa Black as she pointed her wand at Draco, while stroking Harry's through his trousers.

Draco blinked twice looking down at the document Harry had copied, rolled up and stuck to his chest with a charm. He started to draw his wand to curse both Potter, and his former mother, when he felt a piercing pain in his right eardrum. He tried to look to his right, but could not really turn, feeling the wand that was pressed firmly into his ear canal.

I suggest you hurry off to Gringott's for your "big payday" Draco. Otherwise, this particular "two knut whore" will see just how much force it takes to blast your earwax out through this side of your empty head, and out the other." Growled Daphne with a sharp poke, eliciting a squeal of pain from Draco.

"Honestly Daphne! Luna and I can't leave you alone for two seconds! First Narcissa goes and leaves a sticky mess for us to clean up on Harry's wand, and now you get an icky mess on your own wand." Huffed Hermione.

"Mfgh knob geulpingh hrmph..."

"Luna Lovegood! Do you want me to make you watch Ron eat again to remind you why it's rude to talk with your mouth full?!" hissed Hermione.

With a wet POP! Luna emptied her mouth, before apologizing, "Sorry Hermione. I said, 'I'm not helping her clean Draco off her wand'"

"Mfgh neigber" said Narcissa before squeaking at Hermione's firm swat at her arse.

"What! I had to clean up the miserable little shitstain til he was six! Lucy refused to allow an elf to change the little minitroglodytes diaper magically, said he was worried it would stunt his magical cores growth. I refuse to have anything further to do with his stinky messes." Grumbled Narcissa with a pout.

"Six? Really? That explains so much" mused Hermione. "I wonder if the research about late potty training's role plays in developmental. EEk!" Squeaked Hermione, as Daphne swatted her on the arse with her wand, surreptitiously wiping Draco's ear wax on Hermione's arse at the same time.

"Get yourself in that classroom, Granger. It looks like Potter's quill is refilled and ready for some more remedial reeducation. Toodle loo Draco. Don't blow your load all in one place, now". Giggled Daphne.

"Have to agree with Daph there Malfoy. I've found making multiple deposits, in as many locations as possible, really helps compound the interest, and pays the highest dividends." Said Harry with a smirk as the door closed on a dumbfounded Malfoy.

Malfoy shook his head, looking to the right and left, before unrolling the parchment and reading closely.

When he saw the agreed negotiated price as "no more than two knuts" he tilted his head back, shrieking out "POOoooooooooootttteRrrrrR!"

Which was promptly answered by a long, low moan of "oh, Mister Potterrrr!" From the negotiation closet.

Draco ran like a screaming little girl, trying to block out just how familiar that unnamed voice from the closet had sounded.