A/N: Sorry it took a while for this to come out; I've been working on a project for class and haven't really had to the time to update. Although thankfully, I'm almost done. You know how it goes, end-of-the-year projects and such. By the way, I do not own the song either.
Pairings: Draco Malfoy(Dom)/Harry Potter(Sub)[Christened: Rayné(pronounced Rain) Lily Potter], Sirius Black(Sub-Dom)/Severus Snape(Dom)/Remus Lupin(Sub), Blaize Zambini(Dom)/Hermione Granger(Sub), Luna Lovegood(Sub)/George Weasley(Dom), Fred Weasley(Dom)/Neville Longbottom(Sub), Ginny Weasley(Sub)/Aton(Dom)
WARNING: This has some sexual content (e.i. lap dancing). Read with caution. I'm not going into big detail because if you wanted it, you can go look at another one or go on an actual website for stuff like it.
Bashing: Dumbledore, Some Ron Weasley, Obviously Dursley's, and the rest of the Wizarding Population xD
Talking = Rayné mind-speak
Talking = Aton mind-speak
/Talking/ = Baltasar talking
/Talking/ = Zania talking
[Talking] = Aachen talking
[Talking] = Draco talking
Reviews:
Thera-Rocklynn – Well, shucks, I'm glad you think so. I'm having a good day thanks to you. I hope you are too. Here's what you wanted.
FelesMagica – YAY! BIG Reviewer! To get to business: ATTENTIONAL ALL: When I sat Dominant and Submissive, I mean as in the relationship, Like the Top or Bottom, basically. In one case (Sirius, Severus, and Remus) they have a sub-dom; it means he plays both parts. Ah, you'll find out what happened Ron-wise this VERY chapter. Ginny…..Fudge-waffles I forgot about her….THANKS FOR REMINDING ME!
Fire Dolphin – Well I'm glad. Aachen is Draco's Veela form. Baltasar and Zania are two very important characters that you'll find out this chapter who they are. Yes, Draco is very flip-floppy on his relationship with Rayné because he's on the beginning stages of lllooovvveee! Don't worry, I don't take it harshly at all…. *starts crying uncontrollably* (Kidding, I don't cry like those blondes in high heels who run away from the killer into the forest in horror films….)
Other: To be seen: Some making-out, a visit from family, a party, and a special game at said party. Enjoy! By the way, this will begin with Draco's point of view and switch with Rayné and they'll switch every now and then. Check the pairings, I changed the last couple around.
Draco walked down the hallways to the Great Hall, thinking of the deal he made with Rayné and smirked. Oh, this was going to be so much fun to freak everyone out. He entered the Great Hall, and headed to the Slytherin table. He sat down and began eating silently, ignoring Blaize's question look and waited for Rayné to enter, which she did, about five minutes after him.
The Great Hall doors opened dramatically and everyone's head jerked up to see the famous Potter strut in. Her powerful legs moved effortlessly, her muscles moving in sync to the rest of her body. Her head was held proudly up, and her school robe was off, considering it was lunch time. Her tie was loosened and her hair looked as though she had run a hand through her hair.
Draco's eyes looked her up and down several times before he glanced around the room and noticed almost every male doing it too. Several had already stood up and were walking towards her. He watched her pause as they swarmed over her, easily wanting her attention or to take her to their table. She looked slightly harassed and seemed to be looking for an escape; when Potter's eyes connected with his own, he could easily read her wanting his help. He stood up before making his way over to her.
"So, Rayné, do you want to come sit by me?" Some Ravenclaw asked.
"No, I think she'd rather sit by me." A Hufflepuff shot back.
"As if; she'd rather stay with a courageous Gryffindor!" No guess on the house needed.
"Excuse me…" Rayné asked softly, although it wasn't heard as they all began shouting at each other.
Draco came up behind her, before wrapping his arms around her waist and looked down at her, "You want me to get rid of them baby?" He asked, instantly gaining their attention; internally, he was foaming at the mouth, they dare think they were worthy to be the object of her attentions?
She looked up at him, a silly love-sick smile on her face that looked so real he almost believed it was. "If you would please Draco."
He turned to look at them, his face stony and dangerous. "My lady asked for you to leave. Now leave before I send you to Madam Pomfrey."
They all backed away; leaving the entire school watching them. Draco released his hold on her and stepped to the side, offering his arm. "Shall we go over to my table, my lady?"
She smiled softly at him, hinting the barely seen dimples that would obviously showed if she laughed. "Yes that would be lovely, my lord." Before she slipped her hand through his arm; he instantly decided he never wanted her out of a touches distance again. He led her over to his spot, and helped her sit down before sitting next to her. He slipped his arm around her waist before looking over at the meal.
"What would you like to eat?" he asked, his voice soft, just loud enough for the Slytherins around them to hear him.
"Mashed potatoes, corn, and pasta with strawberries please." She beamed up at him.
He nodded and helped her fill her plate. He filled his plate up next and began to eat slowly.
He was the first to hear, "Drrrracooo!" screeched at the top of a pair of shrilly lungs. He physically winced and looked up to see Pansy throw herself at his side, latching onto his arm. "Honnney, I've been looking all over for you." Her pug-face scrunched up, "Sweetheart, why aren't you talking to me? You missed our…date last night!" Pansy whined loudly, causing several Slytherins close to her to rub their ears.
Draco was about to tell her to piss off before he was interrupted by Rayné standing up, her eyes flashing madly at Pansy. "Parkinson, you have exactly three seconds to get off my boyfriend before I make you take it off."
"Your boyfriend? He's my fiancé! He's mine!" she shrilled, which was obviously not the brightest thing to say at the moment. He was about to correct her when Rayné beat him to it; her eyes narrowed into slits. "Parkinson, I am from the Ancient and Royal house of Vidâme, the Ancient and Noble house of Potter, Gryffindor, Merlin, and magically Slytherin and Black. I DO NOT share." Her hand shot up and wrapped around Pansy's and viciously yanked it off Draco's arm; she didn't seem to notice that the whole hall had gone still again. "Never touch my boyfriend again unless you want to die a painful and vicious death. I was not the only person to be able to kill Voldemort for no reason." She turned and sat back down. Draco's eyebrow was raised high, his mate had amazing bloodlines. She would definitely strengthen the Malfoy line, and she was gloriously powerful, she had to be to kill Voldemort.
The whole hall was quiet as everyone thought about what she said; Pansy was sniffling and quickly left the Great Hall. Whispers shot through the hall, Potter was dating Malfoy? Unbelievable, it was unthinkable! Draco rewrapped his arm around her waist and smirked as if he was gods-greatest gift to Earth. Rayné leaned into his touch, and paused from eating to look up at him, she smiled softly –lovingly even—and Draco bent his head down before kissing her.
She kissed back before pulling away and whispering, "Later, we don't want to be all up on each other, it will give us bad reputations."
He nodded once before returning to eat.
Draco kept his arm wrapped around Rayné's waist, just as a precaution so all the other males would know that she belonged to him, even if it wasn't for real as he would have wished. The Slytherin table followed behind them, giving them space. He looked up at the snake portrait guarding the Slytherin entrance and was about to speak the password when Rayné turned towards him, she bit her lip nervously; she seemed to do that a lot. "Can I say the password?"
Draco merely shrugged in answer, "Sure, if you want. It's Sly Snakes."
Rayné nodded and turned to look at the portrait before she began hissing, which immediately made Draco stand straight. When he had heard the Dark Lord hiss, it always meant danger and was horrible to listen to. Yet when Rayné did it, it was slow and sensual to a point of welcomed pain. Draco bit his lip to keep from moaning out loud, a certain part of his body was already standing at attention and his grip on Rayné tightened. When the portrait finally opened, Draco basically pulled Rayné after him in his mad need to get to his Head Boy private room.
They climbed up the steps, and Draco was very close to ripping his door open before he slammed it closed behind Rayné, who looked at him concerned. "Draco, are you okay?" She walked towards him, a frown marring her face as she felt his forehead. "You don't seem too hot."
Draco lunged forward, throwing her off balance as he wrapped his arms around her waist and began to savagely kiss her. He thrust his tongue into her mouth and began mapping it and half-noticed her hands going around his neck. He backed her up against his wall before nudging her legs apart by sliding his knee up. He, with one hand, wrapped her legs around his waist how he wanted them to be before he wrapped his hands around her generous ass.
He moved his head to the side, sucking on her neck and in-between sucks and breaths for air, he managed to say, "You…hissing…was…torture…"
Rayné moaned allowed, threading her hands through his hair. Draco bucked against her at her moan, "You…are…so…responsive…love…that…"
He kissed her neck once more, hard, leaving a mark to stake his claim before pausing and quickly moving his hands back to her legs, pushing them off of him before he made himself move to the other side of the room. He turned his head toward Rayné to see her panting and looking up at him in confusion; her innocence doubly reminded him that he needed to take care of a problem. He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "I almost took you." He shook his head, "I want your first time to be special and not rushed." He turned and stalked towards his bathroom, locking the door behind him.
Rayné blinked several times, trying – and failing – to clear her head as she looked over at the closed door. Several thoughts ran through her head, am I not good enough for him? Was my kissing bad? Do I not have enough experience for him? Does he want someone like Pansy? She bit her lip and looked down at the floor, who was she kidding, Draco Malfoy wouldn't want her. He was after all, Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Sex-God. She sniffed slightly, not noticing that the bathroom door opened. She slid down the wall, and pulled her legs to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs before she placed her head on her knees.
She felt a pair of masculine arms wrap around her and absently leaned against them; the warm, male body slipped next to her, his elegant legs stretched out in front of him and allowed him to pull her back into his lap. She felt Draco speak rather than hear from the soft rumbling in his chest. "Knut for your thoughts?" he asked quietly.
Rayné looked down, "Why…why did you stop?" She looked up at Draco who was gazing down at her with an intense look to his face.
"Aachen did not want me to stop. However, I knew you would personally resent yourself – and me – afterwards and I do not wish to alienate you."
"Who's Aachen?" she asked innocently, curious as to who it was.
Draco paused before he scowled, "Aachen is my Veela, who is very insistent on having you for a mate."
"You're a Veela?"
"Yes, and I had this urge to take you. Body and soul." His eyes held the same intense look that he got when she started hissing earlier. It suddenly clicked for her.
"My hissing reminded you of Voldemort, huh?" He flinched at the name but didn't deny it. "I'm sorry, I won't ever do it again, I promise."
"I happen to love you hissing." He trailed a hand down her cheek in a caressing manner. "Just only do it in private between me and you, got it? And only if you wish for me to ravish you. Well, I could do it in public, but I don't think you'd like the scene we'd create."
Rayné rolled her eyes, getting back into herself again. "You're so full of yourself."
Draco smirked, "Of course, I'm Draco Malfoy I'm supposed to be."
Rayné shook her head, "Conceited much?" She moved her head away from his shoulder and raised an eyebrow, "So, Mr. Conceited, how about you play a game with me."
Draco's eyes narrowed slightly, "What's the game?"
"Questionnaire. It's a muggle game but what happens is one of us asks a question, like Chocolate icecream or Vanilla? Any question is legal. Fair?"
Draco thought about it before nodding, "Who goes first?"
Rayné shrugged, "You can."
Draco seemed to be deciding which question to ask. "Flying or Swimming?"
"Flying. Tea or Firewhiskey?"
Draco chuckled, "Firewhiskey, Father loves tea and so does Mother, I prefer Firewhiskey. Charms or Transfiguration?"
"Transfiguration, I'm an Animagus. Briefs or Boxers?"
"Briefs. Vampires or Werewolves?"
"Werewolves." Her memory quickly came up with the Final Battle where she had been attacked by a vampire before she had managed to behead him and light his body on fire. "Snakes or Lions?"
"Snakes of course. Snakes or Lions?" he asked back.
Rayné thought about it. "Snakes, I was supposed to be one, but I talked the Hat out of it." She grinned, "I'm truly Slytherin aren't I?"
Draco shook his head, which brought his hair into his face and Rayné was reminded why she thought he was so hot to her. He may look like he was albino at times, but he certainly had the elegant charm to him. Rayné thought about her next question, "Young forever or die old?"
"Young forever, you?"
"Die old." She stated, remembering how during the war, she had thought that she would die during the battle and she had accepted that. She was willing to die for her loved ones. It was her duty. "Canines or Felines?"
"Felines, dancing or singing?" Draco asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Dancing." She stated easily.
"Show me." He replied instantly.
Rayné shook her head, "Sorry, nope."
Draco pouted slightly which made Rayné waver before reinforcing her relaxed stature, "No." she glared at him before he smirked and lunged, tackling her to the ground and began tickling her endlessly. She shrieked in laughter, not noticing the fact that the door opened and several gasps filled the air.
A/N: So, this is the fourth chapter. While Draco's and Rayne's relationship may seem to be going a little fast, it's because of the mate bond, which you'll find out more about later. I'm terribly sorry for not updating sooner, I've been sick, had finals, went to my grandparents, babysat, been preparing for my birthday, and to top it all off I've been voleenturing at my library. So I haven't had a lot of time to type, R&R!
