Some plot, followed by some smut. Again warning for ppl with delicate sensibilities! Snape's dirty talk is something else isn't?
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Has it really only been a couple of hours since my meeting with the Dark Lord? And now I must speak to Draco, try and gauge his true intentions, as well as hint at mine without confirming anything concrete, in case he reports back to his father and thus his master.
I got out the fire whiskey, ordered some ice from Winky and awaited Draco's arrival. To think tomorrow I must find time to engage Hermione before the Death eater revel on Friday night. I looked at the large pile of essays on my desk and exhaled a heavy sigh.
Hearing Draco's knock I waved my wand at the door and let him in, he looked around nervously and sat down in the chair next to mine when I gestured for him to do so.
'Evening Draco, would you care for a drink? I know your father enjoys a glass of Ogden's but I wasn't certain to your preferences'.
'Nothing for me Professor, I am hoping this will not take long…'
I believe the boy distrusted me not to spike his drink with no doubt Veritaserum. Consummate Slytherin that boy. I couldn't help but hold a small amount of pride.
'Do you indeed Draco? I wasn't aware that you had already assaulted Miss Granger'.
His eyes snapped to mine with a little heat of anger followed by wariness.
'And you have Professor? I was shocked to hear that you actually followed through on the Dark Lords request. He spat the last part out. 'You don't seem like the type to rape your students'.
I felt a tick starting in my left temple as I glared at the boy, though he was right I had to tread carefully.
'What I do and do not do is between myself and my master, given the Dark Lord has ordered me to assist you in your task, here I am and here you are…'.
'So you would do anything the Dark Lord asked of you then?'.
'Do not underestimate the Dark Lords power Draco'.
'So how do you presume Sir in helping me in my mission, will you bring her to me? Force her in my company for me to force myself on her? Or rather given your regular taste for the girl perhaps you'd like to take turns?'.
'Draco you are on tenuous ground… Your crassness is beneath a Malfoy…'.
I didn't like where this conversation was going, he seemed disgusted with me and I could tell I would not be getting him to trust me any time soon.
He sat there silently, his chin propped under his crossed fingers and closed his eyes.
'Draco, I implore you, given you have not succeeded, the revel is tomorrow night. If you come to the Dark Lord with nothing he will not hesitate in torturing you. I would not like to see you harmed godson'.
'And what would you suggest I do Godfather? I am not like my father and you, my constitution is not cut out for a bit of muggle born rape and torture in the halls of my school'.
'Muggle born Draco? I seemed to remember you having a fondness with calling Miss Granger a mud blood at every opportunity'.
He ignored me but I realised I may have missed a lot of changes in Draco lately.
'I have a plan, if I could muster the courage to do it of course. A plan to get her alone…'.
'You might as well tell me Draco, if you cannot do it before tomorrow then you can at least communicate your plan to the Dark Lord. I will vouch for you…'.
He slumped in his chair in defeat, mussing his hair and looking nothing like the pureblood son of Lucius Malfoy.
'When she's on patrol, I was going to swap with one of the other prefects for the night duty and once we were in the corridor by the Arithmancy classrooms, they have no portraits you see. Then I would do it'.
'It will be enough Draco, I will back up your story for the Dark Lord, I will tell him I was trying to organise the prefect swap myself'.
'Will I… Will I have to do it? I don't think I can….'.
'We all have choices to make Draco, the time may come when you will be surprised with the one you make'.
Leaving those cryptic words hanging in the air I drained my glass enjoyed the warm feeling pooling in my stomach.
'You best get back to your dorm Draco, it is close to curfew'.
'Yes sir, I will see you tomorrow night I suppose'.
'Yes you will, goodnight Draco'.
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Hearing Draco shut the door behind him I succumbed to my depressing thoughts about him, the Dark Lord and Miss Granger. Hermione… she was amazing in my potions storeroom this afternoon. She was always so wet and willing for me, for me, ugly old professor of potions….
Reminiscing about her tight sleeve milking my cock I found I had another hard on, I needed relief.
Remembering Draco's idea about accosting Miss Granger in the halls on prefect duty I grabbed the prefect duty roster Dumbledore had given all of us teachers.
Yes! She was on duty tonight!
Winky! I barked.
'Yes Mister potions sir! Winky is here!
'Tell me where is Miss Granger right now! Is she alone?'.
Winky winked out and I felt my cock throb tight against my trousers thinking about my devious plan to realise the second part of the Dark Lords request.
Winky startled me out of my reverie, 'She is on the third floor sir, the other prefect is in the astronomy tower, she is alone!'.
'Thank you Winky that will be all.'.
The third floor, she may very well take the route down the corridor past the Arithmancy classroom, or she could go the opposite way towards the charms classroom. Best to take my chances I suppose.
Stalking out my door and walking hurriedly I arrived to the darkened corridor and waited behind a suit of armour. My cock was still tight and aching for satisfaction, the girl better come this way.
Hearing footsteps I pressed my back more against the wall and waiting for the person to pass, seeing it was the girl I darted out from my hiding place and slammed her up against the opposing wall.
She was about to scream so I smothered her mouth with my hand, grabbing my cock from my pants I pressed it up against her arse.
I bit the lobe of her ear and felt her relax slightly when she realised it was me.
Hiking up her skirt, I vanished her panties and pressed inside her heat. The girl really was the definition of wet and willing, her pussy eagerly took my cock.
Still covering her mouth with my hand I used my other hand to grab her hip and drag her body over my cock while I simultaneously thrust up inside of her.
I could hear her whimpering into my hand as her pussy spasmed around my cock as she came, it felt like her orgasm went on forever.
'Mudblood cunts are made for shameful deeds in the dark aren't they whore?'
I felt a gush of lubrication wash over my cock, she certainly liked it when I spoke these dark words into her ear.
'Take my death eater cock slut, when the Dark Lord wins your going to be a cum bucket for the entire Slytherin house'.
Dirty girl, feeling her cum again around my cock I wasted no time in also losing my load inside of her, pausing for a moment I slowly pulled out of her. Missing her warm accepting heat already.
'50 points to Gryffindor Miss Granger'.
'If I had known this was the way to get points from you Professor I would've spent more time taking up my school skirt and less time writing long essays'.
'Cheeky girl, I should take those points away for your insolence'.
Kissing her cheek quickly, I smoothed down her skirt, and cast a cleansing charm on what was no doubt my cum dripping out of her.
'Back to your room girl, before I decide to ravage you again for a third time today'.
'I could think of worse things Professor, goodnight then..'
The wench had the nerve to drag her fingers over my groin as she sauntered off into the dark.