Chapter 1

Voldemort woke up the day after the full moon feeling very strange it wasn't the usual aches and pains that his new reptile body often suffered from, the goosepimples on his flesh were not from the slight chill in the air of the November morning but from the light caress of a dream half remembered in the wake of rosy fingered Dawn, an uneven beating of his heart, a phantom taste upon his lips, how very strange an imagined image in his mind's eye obscured by woken awareness lingering. Patting down his body in an attempt to discover the cause of the pleasant affliction he suffered his hand brushed against the engorged muscle at the apex of his thighs, he paused hand stroking in a lingering caress. His mind realising the caused of his bodies enjoyment a pleasant sensation he had not suffered since that Halloween night 15 years ago, he began to stroke harder how strange Voldemort thought giving way to his rediscovered pleasure, pumping tilt gratified.

20 minutes later please with his results, Voldemort was up and showered ready to begin his day's work of world domination called for his pathetic manservant Peter Pettigrew to delivered him the files on one Harry Potter to look over at brunch. Eggs Benedict on one side of him and a large file on the other he flipped through the new Intel on his sworn enemy. ( It is interesting to note this disgruntled him! For to have ones sworn enemy to be a 16-year-old boy was displeasing and a smidgen embarrassing.) His eyes stopped on a picture of Potter and his friends, focusing in for the first time on the curly haired woman seated next to Potter in the library eyes down in concentration biting her bottom lip fingering a quilt absently. Suddenly filled with the question of what colour her eyes were he thumbed through more photos finding one of her walking to class head turned towards the camera giving a short laugh over her shoulder at Potter and a red headed boy, gold her eyes were of honey gold? her hair dark ringlets bouncing as she stepped brushing against the concealed raise of her chest arms folded books pressed to her in a somehow wanton concealment of her fine attributes. He wanted to taste, to lick, to smell her pleasure at his touch surprised he ran his fingers over the photograph ( a rather plain photo to anyone else's eyes) attributing this new desire with his rediscovered libido he pushed aside his breakfast and began to write he had a new task for the youngest Malfoy.

Great Hall – lunchtime.

Unusual as it was to receive an owl at lunchtime it could not have prepared Draco for the contents of such a letter it read as such.

Malfoy,

I require you to procure an object of some interest to me from the curly haired witch of Mr Potter's acquaintance, you are to acquire a pair of the Witch's lower undergarments used and unwashed. Present your findings to your head of house instructing him to deliver the package to me when I call tonight, You have until 11pm to complete the transaction discretion is greatly advised.

LV

On reading the letter disappeared leaving Draco staring dumbly down at his lunch wondering how in Merlin saggy balls he was going to get a pair of Granger knickers.

Leaving his uneaten meal he headed for history of Magic envisioning scenarios on how he could get THE KNICKERS! Seduction was out he could just see how that scenario would end.

" ha Granger … you me tonight broom closet?"

" Fuck off ferret"

" but Granger I simply need a pair of your dirty knickers!"

She had hex his bollocks off or give him a swift punch to the nose before Potter and the weasel put him permanently in the hospital wing.

No seduction was out! get the house elves to snatch a pair? but how would he explained that if they told anyone? "Oh I just need theme to give to the dark Lord… no I don't know the reason…. Can't imagine why he would need a pair of mudblood panties…. I promise there not for me." he be a laughing stock! So no house elves stun her in a deserted corridor rip-off her pants and run away? Hardly discreet and liable to attract the attention of teachers if not the Ministry and just imagine if he got caught? Shuddering at the thought he began to think desperately it was already after class and he didn't want to think of what would happen to him if he didn't get what the dark Lord wanted and then he smiled he would do what any wizard would do when they wanted something he would summon them.

It was getting late and Hermione Granger sat alone in the library finishing off a particularly difficult potions essay when she felt a tugging at her hips suddenly her body was pulled against the table as her feet stretched out under her as her knickers flew out from under her skirt down to her ankles catching on her shoes tugging her towards the door, with a cry and a kick they became free shooting through the library, out the door and down the corridor. Stunned and slumped in her chair she stared after them quickly looking around to see if anyone had seen they hadn't, deciding it was probably better not to go running after them imagining how mortifying it would be if anyone saw she gathered up her books and headed for the common room, embarrassed of what she assumed was a misfired spell after all who could possibly in be interested in her knickers?

Draco watched Hermione rushed out of the library from his hidden alcove, cheeks pink and his hand thrust into the pocket of his robes clutching at the slip of material he waited 10 minutes and then rushed down to the dungeons.

Breathing hard he gave an urgent knock to Snape's office rushing in before a response he stood in front of his godfather slamming the door behind him as the man at the desk raised an eyebrow in question.

"Mr Malfoy to what do I owe your abrupt presence it is most unbecoming for a young man to go around slamming doors and rude of him to enter uninvited." He drawled eyeing the young man waryliy as the boy fidgeted on the spot " I'm most busy at this time so if you would cease with your dramatic flair and get on with it I'd be most obliged" leaning back in his chair folding his arms across his chest waiting for the boy to respond.

" well sir I have something for you " blush deepening Draco through the piece of fabric onto his professors desk.

Snape reached out unfolding the white material to reveal by wizard standards a rather racy pair of lacy knickers with a little bow in the front. (demure for muggle ) lifting them in the air he stared from the knickers to Draco and back again silence ringing loudly throughout the office the young man squirming uncomfortably.

" Mr Malfoy are you propositioning me? " Snape asked quietly trying to keep a blank face at his surprise and horror.

" What no" Draco all but shouted his face reddening still further " there for the dark Lord."

" And why pray tell would the dark Lord be interested in a pair of woman's undergarments?" eyebrow raising even further.

" look I don't know! I know it sounds impossible I just got a letter from him asking for a particular persons… Well that.. Used and unwashed to give to you."

"The dark Lord wished for you to give me some female used underwear?"

" Yes precisely…. I wasn't suggesting that we …"

"I should hope not," Snape interrupted "Mr Malfoy are you sure you're not the victim of a particularly cruel prank."

"No sir the letter had his seal, I was to give you the package and you are to deliver them to him when called tonight" Spoke calming slightly.

"Very well it seems you've completed your assignment you may go." Snape suggested trying to reclaim mental balance at this new information.

"Thank you sir, if I may I been trying to think of a reason why he would want a pair of those and I can't think of anything I mean it's not like he had want a pair of her knickers to do.. Well the things wizards like to do with dirty knickers." Draco cringed at the thought." I thought perhaps there was some dark spell or potion that required… Them as ingredients?"

"To my knowledge there is no such band of dark art." Thinking seriously.

" Oh , thank you Sir I'll just go now." Draco mumbled heading towards the door.

"Wait" Snape called to him "who undergarments are these exactly Draco?"

" Hermione Granger's Sir" he replied as he rushed from the room leaving a further stun potion Master in his wake.

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