In Harry Potter as Draco Chapter 29 - This is why you don't abstain
1 The Void and Sins
Authors note: for those of you that have been expecting this for a while, sorry, college has kept me busy. As for those of you that are new welcome.
Also I wrote this on my phone in between classes even though I would normally write on my laptop so I apologize if there are any mistakes.In a void of darkness floated an ethereal body that resembled a man. He was tall and handsome with dark full hair, a sharp Jaw line, and a fit muscled body. He had been the object of desire of many women, and even a few men, when he was alive. But that's the thing, he wasn't alive anymore.
His name was Daniel Jackson, he was a model for a lot of high end men's clothing brands but he had truly gained fame when he started streaming games of twitch in his free time.
His attractive appearance made female viewers plentiful in his streams. This at first had made him a bit of a joke, especially with other male streamers who were a little jealous to say the least, and would often make fun of the jock type good looking guy playing video games.
However slowly through constant streams and joining a few events put on by larger streamers he showed that he wasn't just a pretty face but quite a capable gamer, and even quite smart has he would often start conversations with other people in his games about various topic ranging from physics and astronomy to politics.
However he was also know for being quiet the player and there were several female streamers who had opening admitted to being in a relationship with him. This of course brought a lot of envy towards him but in the end he didn't really care.
Unfortunately it eventually would cause his death. At Twitch Con one year as he was at his booth greeting and talking to fans a yell was heard. It came from a fat sweaty man that was staring at Daniel with a fierce look and talking out loud like an insane person about revenge for his princess. He took a knife out and charged at Daniel like some kind of morbidity obese rhino.
Fortunately, Daniel was athletic and had taken some minor defensive classes for this type of situation which allowed him to not be hit by the knife.
Unfortunately, he was hit by the man behind the knife who acted like a giant wrecking ball of fat pushing Daniel over crushing him.Daniel POV.
"Fuck"
I had been floating in this void for a while now, how long exactly I don't know but I would guess between 3 and 5 hours. At first I had expected some kind of god to come to me saying some stupid shit about how my karma in a previous life allowed me to reincarnate.
But every minute that passed, that expectation became further and further away and eventually I just sat and enjoyed the dark and the quite as best I could knowing that if I was subjected to this for much longer I would start to understand why people go insane.
That is until at some point I had an urge to turn my ethereal, ghost like, head to the right. There I saw a light. I quickly tried to look away and back to make sure that it wasn't just a spot in my vision playing tricks on me but it wasn't.
As I watched this light for longer I noticed just barely that it was getting brighter. I stayed watching this light for at least 5 minutes before it finial got close enough that I could tell it was coming straight towards me.
I couldn't help but have expectations about this light, guessing it was the god that was supposed to reincarnate me. Those expectations however were broken soon enough as the light passed right in front of me and continued on its way at a speed so great I could not even tell what it was.
I could only watch the light flying away as it was more interesting than the pitch black of the void. Eventually however it got to a point that I could no longer see it.
"Well fuck" I couldn't help but say aloud. What am I supposed to do now. Well of course I already knew the answer to this question. I had to wait as that was all I could do.
At some point I simply zoned out and was lost in thought when I heard a voice.
"Hey ant, where did he go"
I immediately came out of my day dream and looked towards where the voice came from. Standing there was a tall man. He had an attractive face, dark soft looking shoulder length hair, and a clean cut three piece suit. He was the definition of dignified and had the stance and look that even at his worst is still better than your best.
"Are you brain dead or something, mortal?" He asked in impatient way with a sneer on his face.
"Wait what" was all I could muster in the moment of surprise.
"Tisk, this is what I get for interacting with such a lowly being. I asked where he went"
"Who the fuck are you talking about" I said in an irritated voice, I'm not gonna pretend to be a great person but at least I don't start a conversation with insulting them.
"That's golden bastard"
Oh the light, wait that always a person? Fuck how fast can these people move?
I thought about give the shit head in front of me wrong directions for a few moments but decided otherwise, right now I really never wanted to see him again and if I sent him off in a random direction he might come back so might as well give him the right directions and hope that he leaves forever.
"There" I say while pointing in the direction that I saw the golden light disappeared in.
"Humph, it seems you aren't totally worthless" he says before turning into burst of purple light in the direction.
Really? An insult even when I help you.
I am about to throw an insult back at the purple light but before I can another voice beats me to it.
"Hold it right there Pride" says a seductive female voice that sends a shiver of pleasure through me just by hearing it.
Once I look back towards the direction that the golden light and asshole came from I see a woman. She is by far the best looking woman I have ever seen. Black long hair that goes all the way down he back stopping just about her butt, perky D cup breasts barely held in by an extremely skimpy bra-let, a curvy body that shows smooth pale skin, and a firm butt. I can't help but look her up and down several times as if trying to memorize every part of her body.
"You know the rules about getting help from mortal souls"
The man who I now know is called Pride comes back to speak with the woman.
"That rule is so old, I can't even remember the last time it was used. And what gives you the right to tell me what to do Lust"
"Huph, how could you speak to your mother in that way" she says while pouting. "And we both know you remember the last time it was used. After all it was the first time it was used and when it became a rule, also you were one of the ones that voted for it at the time"
"You also voted for it. And I have told you before you aren't my mother"
"Well we had to get Sloth under control, she was bugging every mortal she could find to do things for her. And also I am definitely the mother of you 6. I was born first and it was only through me that life came into being to make it possible for you all to be born"
"That's not how that works"
"Ah sweetie you know deep down I'm your mother"
"I can't deal with this anymore, I just need to go, my time is too precious to argue with you"
He then turned to me and looked me up and down with a sneer.
"Fine mortal, since you helped me you barely qualify to receive my blessing. Tell me quickly where I should throw you to and don't waste my time."
"Ugh your terrible at explaining things" Lust says. "because of a rule between us 7 if a mortal helps one of us we must give them our blessings. It's old and never used since it was really just a way for us to control Sloth but if it gets out that you helped Pride and rule wasn't followed then Sloth won't follow the rule anymore. As for where you want to go, you must pick a reality you know of, also it can't be your original world and you must be a human because of how souls work"
I could only stare at them dumbly for a second, so much happen that I need to figure it out for a second. So these are two of the seven dealy sins, Pride and Lust, and because of a rule I get to reincarnate.
Well shit that's fine by me, I was worried I would be in this void forever. But I need to know where to go. I quickly think of many fantasy worlds I know of but quickly disregard them. They are all really shity places to live because of danger. No I need a fairly safe one, preferably with near modern technology. I think of a few but settled on Harry Potter, as the magic seems interesting but also not so hard to master that I won't be able to learn it.
Now with my answer in mind I quickly tell the two Sins.
"Harry Potter, well I guess that good as anything" says Pride with a sneer as if he could pick a better option in his sleep.
"And who's body do you want to occupy" lust asks in a sweat voice.
"Um I can't just be me"
"Humph, typical mortal, what do you think a vessels for souls just appear out of nothing"
"Then what happens to the original soul of the person I take over"
"Well all I can say too bad for them, they basically die before they can even live. Also no more questions hurry up, I need to go kick that greedy bastards ass"
Quickly thinking of the men in the plot of Harry Potter I first get ride of the ones that are adults when Harry is in school. I kinda want to fuck with the little shit, fuck plot armor. I then get rid of the ugly ones, I like to look at least decent. At this point I realize I have very few options. Other than Harry I have the Weasleys, ya no, even if the twins a cool. Then I have a few like Cedric that are passable but ultimately not to my liking. Finally I'm left with Draco, who while was a little shit in the story was one of the characters who had the most potential, his skill in magic wasn't bad, he came from a rich family, and even had a hot mom what more do you want.
"I'll take Draco Malfoy"
Pride simply waves his hand and I can feel my body start to change as my skin crawls. In seconds I take on the form of Draco Malfoy as a adult. But when I look back at them I see Pride look as if I had just insulted him.
"Ugh, I can't have someone with my blessings looking like a fucking ferret. I will just make my first blessing attractiveness. Be greatful to receive the looks of a god"
I could help but give him a weird look. Like your attractive but it's not that amazing, but I decide to not say anything.
I feel my skin crawl again and my form changes again to that of someone while close in appearance to Draco is obviously much more attractive.
"There my job is done Lust, now can you send him on his way, I have already waisted far too much time here" said Pride before quickly disappearing into purple light. This time Lust didn't stop him and simply shook her head before looking at me.
She moved towards me and stroked my cheek with my hand, the feeling felt better than anything I had ever experienced.
"Such a shame, in your last life you were so much my in toon with me than Pride. But who likes a sad ending. What do you say, would you accept this little ladies blessings as well" she says as she brings her face closer to mine. I could feel her breath on my skin and she smelled nice, like dried rosemary.
"What would you get out of it" I said as I held myself back from kissing her lips that were close to mine.
"It's simple really, of the 7 of us the other 6 can all experience their nature first hand by simply being themselves, only I need another to truly experience my nature" she says as she starts to press he body against mine.
"So you want me to sleep with you?"
"In the future, right now you couldn't do anything, it would be like trying to break a mountain with an egg"
I only had to think about it briefly before I decided to agree. Who doesn't want more power and I don't think it was a trap. I had apparently already received on of Prides blessings but I didn't feel unreasonably Prideful, I just knew I was attractive, oh I guess that is pride. Still I would rather have more powers and be a little more lustful than not have the power, I was already pretty lustful as it is.
"I would be happy to receive such a beautiful woman's blessings"
"Hmm quite the sweet talker aren't you, well good. But what should I give you first. You are already attractive, and from your last life I know you know how to talk to woman and how to preform in bed, well at least to a mortals standards" she thought a little while longer than snapped her fingers. "Of course, massage"
"Massage??"
"Of course, any woman can be turned into a lustful animal with the right touch, and none of those 6 will do it for me"
"Um sure, that's fine with me"
"Perfect" she says before a pink light flew into my head.
"I don't feel any different"
"Well of course you don't, even if you have received our blessings it simply give you the ability, you must still earn it"
"Earn it?"
"Well in a way, for Prides you simply have to grow, and for mine you simply have to give massages and not matter how well you do you will receive growth in your skill until you have completed it. Now later blessings, well you will have to do more for those"
"What do it have to do"
"Well you have to do me and Pride more things when we ask you. But don't worry I won't be stingy and I know Pride won't be, now that you represent him in a way his pride won't allow you to be average"
"I see"
"Well as much as I want to sit here for all time and talk to my little cutie I really do need to send you on your way, what did you call it again Harry Potter" she says as she looks off into the void as if something was there. "Now which one to pick, hmmm, oh I like this one lots of little cuties to test your skills on"
Before I can't even respond to what she said, a pink light surrounds me and I am thrown in the direction she had been looking..
2 I was there for a second, but now I'm back
Shortly after being surrounded by the pink light, I lost consciousness, only to awaken to the sound of talking. I could feel something enveloping me, it burned, everything burned. I wanted to open my eyes but I couldn't get them to open. Before I could figure out anything more about my surroundings a panel appeared in my "vision"..
Name: Draco Malfoy (Daniel Jackson)
Titles: Blessed of Pride, Blessed of Lust
Blessings of Pride:
Appearance of Pride: Blessed one gains a physical appearance worthy of being one who represents Pride.
Requirements:
Wait 10 years for the assimilation of the blessing. ??Start??
Blessings of Lust:
Massage of Lust: Blessed one gains the ability to pleasure any being through massage.
Requirements:
Perform 100 massages on an individual of the opposite sex. 0/100.
I was still in pain from my skin being in touch with something but the fact that I now had something to focus on helped with the pain.
I could guess that I was now in the body of Draco, and had just been born. I also seem to have something I can only describe as a system although it seems more like a notepad for my blessings.
Finally looking at my blessings I see nothing surprising, it is just as Lust told me. I decide to start Pride'a blessings, to get it going as soon as possible..
Note: Assimilation of blessing started, due to assimilation between mind, body, and soul of the blessed one, the blessed one will not have access to previous memories or system and will act on blessed one's previous personality during assimilation time..
What?
Was all I could think before everything seemed to grow distant and I felt as if I could not keep myself awake any longer.10 years later: (Don't yell at me for the time skip, people from my last story can attest to the fact that I probably should do more time skips and get to the actual story)
"Ugh"
I sat up. My head felt heavy. I had actually 'woken up' a minute ago but as soon as I did I was assaulted with memories that were both mine and also not mine. 10 years of life I had both never lived and lived. The feeling was strange to say the least and it took me a minute to get everything straight. I must say I am happy with how my life went so far. The Draco up till now didn't act like the original, no instead he acted like I would, well in a way we are the exact same person, just now I have my memories back.
Up till now, I had been much like myself in my last life. Decently hard-working, smart, sociable (especially with women), and less gullible.
But one thing was bothering me a little.
"Fuck Lust, you really weren't kidding"
This world while much like the Harry Potter I originally knew was much different.
Starting with my family it was the same except that I had two older sisters.
My oldest sister, Emma Malfoy, 3 years older than me. She was born when my father Lucius was very busy helping Voldemort, so even though he was very upset with having a girl instead a boy to carry on the family name he and my mother had to wait to try again. When the death eaters had gained more strength they tried again and had my second oldest sister Sarah Malfoy who is 1 year older than me. still wanting a son they tried again as soon as possible and finally had me.
Finally having a son pleased my father very immensely and he probably thought everything was perfect, of course until Voldemort's fall that is.
This event also went differently than originally. Not only did Harry have a twin sister named Claire, but his parents survived, as at the time his grandparents were home instead and were the ones that died instead.
These differences in all these made me worry about how it could change the story. Or maybe I was overthinking it too much. As much as Draco was a prevalent character in the original story he wasn't that influential in driving events so hopefully neither will my sisters. What really worried me however was the fact that Harry still had his parents. Not only would this change events but it would give him more power as he wasn't just some orphan that was thrown into the wizarding world but instead grew up in it.
Eventually, I decided to throw these worries away. More often than not I would get more worth out of an event by changing it to benefit me rather than leaving it alone so more changes shouldn't be too influential.
With my worries settled with a quick look at the clock on my nightstand, I could see that it was a little past 10 pm. Getting out of bed I stood in my dim room and breathed in the cool night air, it was summer now and the night was the perfect temperature, not too cool but also not hot. Then walking in front of a large mirror in my room I had to say the blessing had done excellently. In my memories from the last ten years, I can remember getting more and more attractive as I got older and my parents constantly received compliments in public which made my mother proud, and my father used it as a way of saying that purebloods were better than muggles and mudbloods. Speaking of my blessings...
As if on queue, my system appeared in my 'vision'.
Name: Draco Malfoy
Titles: Blessed of Pride, Blessed of Lust
Blessings of Pride:
Appearance of Pride: Blessed one gains a physical appearance worthy of being one who represents Pride.
Requirements:
Completed
Blessings of Lust:
Massage of Lust: Blessed one gains the ability to pleasure any being through massage.
Requirements:
Perform 100 massages on an individual of the opposite sex. 23/100
(Note: built-up progress with experience in massage will now be applied to Blessed One now that the system is back online.).
Looking at my system I had to say it was simple, but I liked it nonetheless. I also noticed the progress in my Blessing from Lust. From my memories of the last 10 years, I know that I had given massages to mostly my mother and a few to my oldest sister recently, although they always are only a shoulder or foot massage and never more.
Man, I had to say as much as I knew the Draco from the last 10 years was technically me I could help but be disappointed. Sure he was very good at talking to girls and flirted sometimes even if it was innocently, but damn man you have had so many good opportunities. Just thinking back I can think of a few times I gave my mother a foot massage after she got out of the bath and was in only a robe and yet I never even thought to try and peek, simply because I hadn't even been introduced to such a thing yet at the time.
Oh well, I am only 10 now, let alone back then, not like I could have done anything really. Getting overall my wants and worries I realized that even though I had to me only just woken up, my body had been awake all day. I decided to go back to sleep and sort things out in the morning as there wasn't much I could do at this hour anyway.Morning:
"Young Master, the Mistress sent me to wake up for breakfast"
Waking up to a high-pitched voice I sit up in bed.
"Tell her I will be down in a second," I say just like any other morning.
I freeze a little at that but quickly realize this is good. While I may be a little more mature than the original Darco, he and I share the same personality so neither of us would do something or act in a way that the other wouldn't so it would be easy for me to take his place.
Getting out of bed I quickly get ready by cleaning up a bit of my messy hair, changing into a good set of clothes, and brushing my teeth. I then make my way out of my room and downstairs to the dining room. Along the way, I admire the old English architecture of the house.
Once I enter the dining room I see my mother and older sister Sarah at the table. My oldest sister Emma is currently at Hogwarts finishing up her second year and should be home by the end of this month. My father on the other hand often doesn't join us for meals as some meetings at the ministry happen before we even wake up. I take a seat next to my sister.
"Good morning mother"
"Good morning sweetheart, how did you sleep," my mother asked.
"Good, and you?"
"Just fine honey, thank you for asking," she says before going back to eating a slice of toast.
To my side, my sister is looking at me and was pouting that I did say good morning to her first. She always acts like this even though she is older since from when she was young my father ignored both my sisters and only focused on me since I would carry on the family name and he looked down on women. My mother, on the other hand, was a good mother to us all but she could only do so much and it could be hard sometimes for my sister to talk to her about some things. This is where I came in, since I acted more mature than my sister since young she was glued to me a lot of the time.
"Good morning Sarah how did you sleep"
She huffed and turned away while crossing her arms pretending to be mad at me. Although I could see her looking at me out of the corner of her eye. Seeing that I didn't say anything else she finally spoke.
"Good," she said still with a pout and slouched a little in her chair.
"Darling don't slouch it isn't how a lady should sit," my mother said when she saw how my sister was acting.
At this, I could only sigh, my mother, although a very good mother, still thought about such manners were required. She even had the idea that purebloods were better which I found slightly surprising because of how many fanfics would say otherwise. luckily, for the last 10 years I had never taken my father's lectures, about how we were superior and how great the dark lord had been, to heart. I also managed to keep my sisters from having such thoughts as well as I had always been one to talk what people said with a grain of salt and with a quick check-in a few history books I could find countless examples of people born from a muggle origin performing great feats of magic and even a few of the sacred 28 had origins from these individuals although they tried very hard to hide it.
Following this slightly amusing start to my first day as Draco I had studies. Although children in the wizarding world did not attend any schools before their schooling at Hogwarts it was still a tradition for families to have children learn basic subjects that were also taught in muggle schools like math, history, and English. There were also a few classes about very introductory level information about magic. For rich families like mine, we would hire a private tutor, and for less wealthy families they would either do homeschooling or several families would all pitch in and have all their children taught by a tutor at once.
My tutor was what I thought at first a grumpy old lady but as time went on and I performed well in all my studies and wasn't very mischievous she shed her grumpy attitude towards me. It was at this point I realized her initial attitude was understandable, teaching young entitled brats that can make shit explode, catch fire, or disappear if their feelings get out of hand would make anyone upset after an amount of time. My sister was actually a fairly good student as well despite the fact she can be childish sometimes, of course, this may be due to the fact that she thought our tutor was scary.
Time passed quickly while studying and soon it was lunch. Again we sat with my mother as my father was still at the ministry.
"How was class kids"
"Good mother" we both answered in unison.
"So honey are you excited to go to school," my mother asked my sister.
My sister had turned 11 less than a month ago so she would be starting at Hogwarts in September.
"I don't want to go, I don't to leave brother" she wined
"Honey you have to go, and your brother isn't old enough, he will go with you next year though"
"Humph," my sister continued to pout as she continued to eat her food.
I could only sigh at this, I did worry a little for her as I don't know how well how she would get on at Hogwarts. I am sure it would all work out however, I know my eldest sister would be there and would look out for Sarah.
After lunch, I decided to go to the library and look through some books. My sister followed me like a lost puppy. Once in the library, I quickly found all the books I could on magic. Before the old Draco had looked through all these out of curiosity but like many in the wizarding community took magic for granted as to them it was just normal.
As I read through these books I came across spells that I would then try, I mean I had seen a ton on fanfics where the MC could do wand-less magic so I thought I might as well try, and try I did. I sat there until dinner constantly trying different spells but nothing. Maybe wand-less magic wasn't as easy as it was let on in those stories or maybe I was just doing something wrong. One thing I can say though is that my sister isn't very patient, the whole time she kept trying to get me to play with her and in the end, she settled for head pats while I read.
I don't know why she liked them, the old me had just done it one day and ever since then she had asked me to do them.
We then washed up and went to dinner. There I finally saw my father. He had a look glued to his face constantly as if something smelled bad. He was ranting to my mother, who didn't really seem to be paying attention to him, about today in a meeting at Wizengamot where a bill was passed that would increase the amount of money given to children without parents who were to attend Hogwarts. What he especially was mad about was the fact that it had come to a tie, which Dumbledore broke.
He was so absorbed in his rant he didn't even acknowledge me or my sister. Even when he finished he only gave me a look and I already knew what he wanted.
I told him everything I had learned today as if I was reading it of the paper itself.
After I did this all he afforded me was the smallest of nods before going back to his food. Not even giving my sister a glance, something no one was surprised by.
I had to hold back a frown, I know only men could hold a seat in Wizengamot, and women could only act as a proxy when necessary. But even then my father treated both my sisters as air most of the time unless he had something important to say or if we were in public. He also ruined dinner because while there was talking at meals when he wasn't there while he was there no one talked unless they were answering something he said. I couldn't wait for the meal to be done and the only good thing was that the food was good.
After dinner, my father and I went to the sitting room as we did after every dinner. There he would teach me about politics, our enemies, our allies, and business. Although to call it teaching would be a stretch. It was more like indoctrination. Although his lessons on business were actually very good. He mainly used his influence in Wizengamot to get favorable bills passed for our businesses but he still had a good amount of skill in the area. This went on for quite a while before telling me to go to bed which I couldn't help but immediately go do. Pretending to agree with all my father's bullshit for a whole two or so hours was tiring.
Back in my room I quickly got ready for bed before sitting in bed and looking at my ceiling and going over my first day in the wizarding world.
And I came to the conclusion that nothing fucking happened today. Well, at least nothing important. I couldn't do magic, the family had strict rules on what I could and couldn't do, and even my friends I knew I had from memories only visiting when my parents put on a party.
I could only sigh before closing my eyes and roll onto my side where I sat for a little while before I gradually fell asleep..
3 I think I messed up
Once again I am sitting in my darkroom enjoying the cool air. I loved this feeling, I always thought better in the dark, although this time my thinking made me a little sad.
Tomorrow we were going to the train station to pick up my sister. That means I had been in the wizarding world for nearly a whole month. This whole time I have achieved a lot, but unfortunately, all of it isn't really what I wanted.
Having my memories back gave me a huge boost in a lot of my subjects since I already knew a lot of them. As for my visits to the library, well I could say that I would probably breeze through my first year at Hogwarts since I knew so much theory, the problem I had no practical knowledge on magic. Whichever fanfic said doing magic without a wand can go slam their dick in a door hinge because this shit doesn't work.
Actually, I had only caused one instance of accidental magic since I regained my memories. That happened when my sister and I were in the garden and my sister was running and tripped, she would have face-planted right onto the edge of one of the planters but luckily my protective instincts from the last 10 years took hold of me and stopped her life fall.
My mother who had heard about it later hugged me and my sister over and over whatever chance she got. I will say from the experience of getting my head smashed between my mother's breasts that even if my little brother doesn't work yet my mind certainly does.
But ultimately this month hasn't been very eventful, hell I haven't even made any progress on Lust's blessing, but it doesn't really matter. At least tomorrow I will get to experience a bit more of the magical world.Waking up the next morning I get ready, have breakfast, and then my sister, my mom, and I all take the floo network to get to the station where we wait for the train.
Lucky the train runs on a strict schedule and we only have to wait a short 2 minutes before we see a red and black steam engine pulling into the station.
Children of all ages start to file out of cars. Eventually out of one of the cars came a group of girls who were all talking, among them I could see my eldest sister Emma who stands out clearly with her long waving blonde hair and cute glasses.
The next thing I know Sarah is running through the crowd towards Emma and her group of friends and when she gets there hugs Emma nearly knocking her over. My mother and I make our way over as well.
By the time we get there my eldest sister's friends are all talking to Sarah about things.
"Welcome back sweetheart," my mother says to my eldest sister who is standing to the side.
It's weird for me in some ways because while in some ways this is my first time seeing her I also feel genuine love for her and I am really happy to see her.
In the end, I decided to not fight it and just went in for a hug. Hugging her, we are around the same height with me being 152.4 cm (5' ish) while she is 154.8 cm (5'1"ish). It's quite a weird feeling for me since in my last life I had always been very tall although realistically for a 10-year-old boy who hasn't even gone through their growth spurt to be the same height as a 13-year-old girl shows that I will probably be tall in the future.
While giving my sister a hug, my sister says her hellos to my mother. At this point my eldest sister's friends finally notice me. One, in particular, grabs me from behind and wraps me up in her arms as soon as my hug ends with my sister.
"Draco!!! Oh, you just keep getting cuter and cuter every time I see you" she says.
This is one of my eldest sister's friends who has been coming to our house even before she went to Hogwarts. A few more of her other friends also start teasing and talking to me.
My mother and sisters can only roll their eyes at this. It has become a normal thing for my sister's and mother's friends to do this when they see me.
At this point I really am starting to wonder what Pride did to me, I mean I am very good looking, even more so than in my last life, but still, I'm like ten can all you bitches keep your panties dry, at least until I'm old enough to do some with my little brother that is.
Several minutes later of getting smothered, pet like a fucking puppy, and teased. Which I definitely didn't like, yep definitely not one bit… ok maybe a little. I was finally freed and we left for home.
There we had lunch which was followed by me and Sarah bombarding Emma with questions about Hogwarts. Sarah asked about the people, what the teachers were like, and if the classes were hard. I think she was trying to calm her nerves about going there. I on the other hand, only asked about one this, magic. However, I was disappointed with the amount she knew as they don't learn much the first and second year, and even the stuff that was interesting I needed a wand for. So in the end I settled with talking her into giving me her books from this year and last, which wasn't hard since I had my mother and sister wrapped around my finger since young.
Unfortunately, while I now had more information on magic to use, the fact that my sister was now home didn't make things much more interesting and I again settled into the routine of breakfast, class, lunch, free time spent reading or playing with my sisters, and then dinner and the talk with my father.
Only a few days had this changed like when Crabbe and Goyle came over. My father had for many years been trying to get the three of us to be friends but I definitely wasn't going to entertain the two idiots, so I ended up having a polite conversation with them but never going so far as to act like friends with them.July 24th
Waking up I expected it to be another uneventful day however once I made my way down to breakfast I found my mother looking at two letters. This wasn't surprising as we often get letters but on there two I could see a clear red wax seal in the shape of the Hogwarts coat of arms.
These letters were addressed to my two sisters. One was the list of materials and books needed for this year by my eldest sister. The other was my second elder sister's acceptance letter and list of needed materials and books.
"Ah Draco, your sister's letters came today, I already canceled the two of our classes, so I can bring them to Diagon Alley later to do their school shopping, do you want to come with us," my mother says once I sit down.
I don't even have to think about it, sit here at home as I have been for nearly two months, or visit the real-life version of Diagon Alley. Of course, I am gonna go.
"Sure, when are we going"
"I think we will go right after breakfast, how does that sound to you"
"Ok"
Breakfast went fast as me and my sisters ate breakfast quickly so we could go sooner, although my mother just ate at her own pace but eventually gave in and quickly finished up so we could go.
Using the floo network to arrive I got my first look at Diagon Alley in the flesh. Men and women in all kinds of wizarding clothes. Young kids near my age are running around, looking in shop windows, going into candy stores, and begging their parents to buy them things. And to top it all off are 11 year old being pulled around by their parents to get their school supplies.
Quickly my mother takes me and Sarah by the hand and begins to walk towards a large stately looking building, although it looks like I could fall over at any second. This is Gringotts, the wizard bank. Entering the doors of the building not stopping to reading their threat and promise. We walk past many podiums when goblins are counting, signing, and stamping documents. Finally reaching one podium in particular my mother walks straight up to it and clears her throat to get the goblins' attention.
"Ah Miss Malfoy, what is your business today," the goblin says in a deep condescending tone.
"I would like to withdraw from my vault"
"Your key?"
My mother hand him a key she had ready. The goblin looks at the key and then leans over his podium to look down on us 3 kids.
"Only two of you may go down"
My mother turns to my sister Emma, "watch your brother, me and Sarah will be right back"
"Yes mother"
The goblin quickly calls over another goblin who leads my mother and Sarah down into the vaults. We stand there for a little but in the end I think we both get tired of the goblins beady little eyes looking at us as if we were trash
"Let's wait outside," my sister says
"Yeah"
Once outside we waited near the entrance so our mom could find us easily when she left. We stood there for a good while and I spent that time asking my sister about the things on her list. We also talked about her new defense against the dark arts teacher.
I saw a good opportunity to pull a fast one on my sister when we were talking about this.
"Don't these teachers change every year"
"Yeah there is always some reason or another why they have to leave"
"So who do think will be the defense against the dark arts teacher when I join"
She gives me a weird look, "How would I know"
"I don't know… hmm let's make a bet"
"What's the bet"
"I bet you I can guess the first letter of next year's defense against the dark arts teachers name"
"Piff, like you are gonna get that"
"What you don't want to take the bet"
She eyes me up and down as if trying to tell how I could cheat and when she finds none, "fine you're on then, so what does the winner get"
"The winner can tell the loser to do one thing"
"Ok fine, so what's your guess"
"Q"
"I might as well take my win right now"
"Ya right"
We continued to throw a few jabs at each other until we heard our mother's voice calling to us. Running over we could see my mother holding my sister's hand and in the other a bag of coins.
"Let's get your two your clothes first since they will take a while to make"
"Ok," we all say as we start walking towards the shops.
That is until I hear, "oh look at that" from my mother before she pulls us into a totally different shop.
We spent a good 10 minutes here, eventually buying nothing before heading back out. That is until my sister Emma saw a perfume shop, where we stopped again. This cycle continued over and over.
Nearly 40 minutes later we finally arrived at the shop we were originally going to. And by now I had realized something, I am shopping with 3 women, I am so fucked..
4 Time to relax
Sitting on the couch with a sigh I was happy to get off my feet. My sisters and mother had been shopping all day. We started at 8 am and now we only just got home at 4 pm. I will admit some things were interesting, like Ollivander's where the old man had managed to make my sister jump with a scream when he surprised us. She even got the right wand on the second time as her type of personality was like an open book to someone skilled like him.
Now that we were home my sisters ran to their rooms with all the things they bought which was much more than just what they needed for school, to say the least.
Just me and my mother were in the sitting room enjoying sitting down. I had to say the relief felt after sitting down after a lot of walking was a form of torture, an acute feeling of relief followed by a shallow constant feeling of pain. I could see my mother had the same problem as she was fidgeting her feet as if she wanted to take her shoes off and rub them but her lady-like manners kept her from doing so in the sitting room.
"Mother, your feet must hurt, do you want me to give you a foot massage"
My mother seemed happy with my concern and easily agreed. We then made our way to her room as doing such a thing in the sitting room would not be proper at all.
Once there she removed her shoes and socks and sat on the edge of her bed. And I picked up one of my mom's feet and began to very gently and lightly massage it. I was being careful as I knew that the progress for my massage blessings had been applied when I regained my memories and since then I haven't given a massage so I didn't know how much it would affect it.
My mother lets out a satisfied breath which was surprising since I was barely doing anything. I want to test putting more pressure into my hands but I held myself back just for now to go slow. If I go too hard too suddenly I could easily surprise my mother and that wouldn't be good.
So over the next 5 minutes, I slowly increase the force in my hands and now I am using about half the strength I would normally use during a massage and already I can see some results. My mother, sitting on the edge of the bed with her eyes closed and is often having to resort to biting her lip to stop herself from making noises. I can only look up at my mother and admire how beautiful she is currently. She, to my surprise, when I got my memories back, isn't like in the movies. No, she is more beautiful, long blonde beautiful hair, a charming sharp face, medium-sized breasts and butt, and a slim tall curvy body.
If I could get hard right now I would certainly do so. But I decide to not increase the pressure of my hands anymore even though I really want to see how she will react to me doing so.
Eventually, however, I notice I have been doing this for nearly 20 minutes, looking up at my mother she is close to the same state as before except now she is slightly panting. I don't know how much longer I can get away with this so I decide to stop.
Feeling the lack of pleasure she finally notices that I have stopped. She looks displeased a little that it ended but quickly regains her composure as a noble lady.
"Ehem, thank you sweety that was very nice my feet feel much better now"
"Of course mother, you can always ask me to give you a massage"
She lets a genuine smile slip at that as if the idea pleases her. I can't help but look at my mother more. The Draco I was before I got my memories thought of her strictly as a mother while I now saw her as a woman as well. I couldn't help but have some different thoughts on how I should act towards her. When I asked if she wanted a massage I had genuine concern for her and truly wanted to make her feel better, but as we got into the massage I had to hold myself back and had evil thoughts about her and her body.
I thought about this a little while longer but I realized that I didn't actually feel any guilt, sure on the surface the two ideals may seem different but really even when I was giving her a massage I was making her feel good, maybe a little more than normal, but it still didn't conflict with my original intention.
Now that I had this thought in my mind I couldn't help but let my mind go even further. I know my mother and father hadn't been sleeping together since Voldemort was defeated. My father became nearly obsessed with restoring his honor after he basically had to beg and bribe his way out of being sent to Azkaban and had been ignoring his family life, almost living at the ministry, especially since he already had a male heir. They had even stopped sharing a bedroom. So as a good son who cares for his mother's needs shouldn't I take care of her sexual needs as well.
Ok maybe I was being a little forceful with my reasoning, as there were plenty of other ways to make my mother happy. But the fact that neither my priorities from before or after regaining my memories conflicted with this idea meant I could stick with it.
It definitely wasn't at all linked to my wants to bed a sexy blonde milf, and the fact she was my mother excited me a little too if I am being honest. After finishing this line of thought I finally came to a decision.
Don't worry mom I will take good care of you from now on.After leaving my mother's room for her to "rest" I walked down the hall to my own room but before I could get there I ran into my sister Emma.
"What were you up to Draco"
"Mom's feet hurt so I gave her a massage"
"Awe I'm jealous, my feet hurt too, will my sweat little brother give his older sister a massage as well"
She said while pulling me into a hug and rubbed her face on the top of my head in a teasing way. I could only shake my head at this, while Sarah acted spoiled enough that many thought she was the youngest, Emma fully took on the role of the older sister. Always teasing us and acting like we were younger than we really were and that she was older than she actually was.
She especially liked to tease me since growing with a dismissive father and busy mother I was one of the first people in her life that always would make time for her no matter what, and Sarah as well.
However while Sarah continued to rely on me, Emma acted as if she was embarrassed that her younger sibling was the one taking care of her and made it her mission to act like an older sister since a few years ago when she had her first year at Hogwarts and I was no longer around. I wonder if the same will happen to Sarah this year at school?
However, my reminiscing was soon ruined by the hug ending and Emma pulling me down the hall towards her room. Once there I again found myself kneeling next to a bed with feet in my face, maybe Lust was fucking with me by giving me this type of blessing.
Seeing the situation of her brother sitting at her feet, my sister couldn't help but poke fun at me.
"Now massage the feet of your queen"
I just gave her a weird look
"Tisk, your no fun," my sister said in a fake sad voice.
Ohhh ok, think you can make fun of your little brother do ya. See I was gonna go easy on you but it seems I have to teach you a lesson in humility.
I start to massage her feet and slowly increase the pressure at a gradual pace but much faster than I did with my mother. Soon I got to the same pressure I ended with on my mother. By now my sister's face which had a teasing expression had been replaced with a deep blush.
Looking at her in this state I secretly give her an evil smile. Increasing the pressure even more, my sister quickly goes from just a blush to obviously quick panting with one of her hands between her legs as if she was trying to hold something in.
Finally giving a quick final stronger stroke along her feet she let a cute noise while her body shook a little. The hand she had used to try and cover her crotch now tightened up and dug into her skirt.
Realizing she cam, I end my massage. Damn this blessing is really strong, I only needed 3/4ths of my strength to make my sister cum from a foot massage, and the skill was only at 24/100.
Standing up I look at my sister who is now laying back on her bed and breathing heavily trying to catch her breath, it's only now that I realize that was probably the first time she ever experienced something like that, I also realized I let myself get a little carried away, I normally was the dominant one in my relationships, so her talking down to me like that, even as a joke, made me want to see her in this type of helpless situation.
Well I have already gone this far might as well have a little more fun. Now I might be fucked up for doing this to my sister but I already knew I was kinda fucked up so ask me if I give a shit and I will say no.
Leaning over the bed so my sister could see my face, "did you enjoy that sister"
She could only nod shyly.
"Then do you want me to do more"
She didn't do anything for a few seconds but then spoke in a whisper, "yes please"
Ah, yep that's my sister, all tough and grown-up until you peel back her shell and realize she is a big softy, well, at least for me she is..
5 The visitor
"Lay down on the bed face down, I'll give you a full massage"
Emma does as I say and crawls further onto the bed before stopping and finally laying down. I move to her side and place my hands on her back and start the massage except now I am not going slow and instead starting at the strength I left off on.
The effect shows as my sister tightens up for a second and pushes her face into her pillow. This continues to happen every time my hand works into her back. Slowly I begin to increase the pressure even further finally reaching my full strength.
At this point, my sister can no longer keep the noise confined to her pillow.
"Ahh ahh"
I then move down and start to massage her legs starting at the bottom. Moving my way up, my sister's reaction gets stronger and stronger. Her hips start to rise off the bed as the pleasure causes her whole body to contract. By the time I have reached the top of her thighs her entire back is arched and her butt is up in the air. In the moment seeing it I have an urge and I act on it.
smack*
"Ahhh "
My smack lands firmly on the middle of her butt not only hitting both of her cheeks but also getting the edge of her mound in her panties. This seems to be the last straw for her as her entire body falls back onto the bed limply and I can see a few of her muscles visible twitching under her skin.
Looking down at her I bring my mouth to her ear.
"Emma"
She turns her head weakly to see me. However, before she can say anything I plant my lips on hers. At first, she seems surprised and pulls back slightly but I follow along. After this, she seems to overcome her surprise and readily leaned into the kiss. Although it was just a normal kiss and nothing like a French kiss it still lasted quite a while before it ended.
"Did you enjoy that Emma"
"Yes Draco, it was good," she says with a blushing face
"Good," I say before kissing her again just as deeply as before.
When the kiss ends I speak up again.
"Emma do you know what we just did"
She nods cutely
"Good then you know that we can't tell anyone about this, you understand that right"
"Don't worry I won't tell anyone"
"Good girl" before I kiss her one last time however this one isn't interrupted.
As we kiss I wrap my arms around my sister pulling her into my embrace. I slide my hands up and down her back continuing my massage from early although this time much softer but it's enough to start to make my sister addicted to this feeling. Such a scene continues for a long time. Simply kissing while holding each other in each other's embrace.
However, eventually I realize that we have been doing it for far too long. Ending the kiss my sister looks at me in a confused face as if she doesn't know why I stopped.
"Dad will probably be home soon"
This causes her to look at the clock and realize it is much later than either of us thought. I get up off her bed and move towards the door to leave before I get caught in here.
"Draco"
I stop and turn to look at my sister again "yes?"
"Um well… can we maybe… do this again"
I can't help a smirk forming on my face.
"Oh, what happened to my O so powerful and in charge elder sister"
Hearing my response she looks a little upset.
"Don't make fun of me Draco, I am still your older sister"
I laugh at this, "ah, of course, you are Emma, of course, you are" I say before turning back towards the door.
"Wait, you never answer my question," she says quickly and gets off the bed as if she will grab me if I try to leave without answering.
"I don't know, that depends on you, maybe next time you will have to come to my room instead," I say before laughing as I leave her room.
She can only stand there still processing what I said before yelling at the closed door, "stupid Draco" before jumping on her bed and wrapping herself up in her blankets. I just make my way back to my room.
Back in my room, I decide to look at my system as I change into a new set of clothes that are more proper for dinner..
Name: Draco Malfoy
Titles: Blessed of Pride, Blessed of Lust
Blessings of Pride:
Appearance of Pride: Blessed one gains a physical appearance worthy of being one who represents Pride.
Status: applied
Blessings of Lust:
Massage of Lust: Blessed one gains the ability to pleasure any being through massage.
Requirements:
Perform 100 massages on an individual of the opposite sex. 25/100.
I continue to get dressed before I realize there is an odd eerie silence, even the flame in the candles around me had stopped moving.
I only then hear a noise behind me. I quickly turn around tense ready to… we'll do something. I should really learn to defend myself. Luckily the thing, or rather person, I saw in front of me made me relax. That's because standing in front of me was one certain prideful bastard looking me up and down.
"I see that my blessing worked"
"What exactly is going on," I say as I gesture to the frozen surroundings.
"Ah, of course, a mortal like you wouldn't know something so basic, I froze time so I could talk to you obviously"
"Oh, yeah obviously, how could I not think of something so obvious," I say in a sarcastic tone. Sorry o so supreme being for being a simple mortal.
Although he doesn't seem to realize I was being sarcastic. "Yes, it is good that you realize this, I can't have a stupid person representing me, which actually reminds me of why I am here"
"And why is that"
"Obviously to make you more deserving of representing a being as great as me, I can't have you dragging my name through the mud"
"Um ok"
"But first you must do something for me as well"
Ugh, I knew this was coming.
"You must do something that makes others proud of you, and in turn, me"
"That's it? Like anything that makes someone proud of me"
"What you can't even do this, it's more of formality anyway, I can't have you acting like a bumbling buffoon for long"
"You know what, whatever"
"Good, and don't keep me waiting"
The next second my surroundings return to normal. What the hell is wrong with these people, make someone proud of me? Shouldn't this be really easy? I could compete this tonight.
"Well whatever, I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth"
I quickly realized I was still not fully dressed. A grown man just appeared in a young boy's room while he wasn't wearing any pants, uncle is that you? But anyway I quickly finish getting dressed before making my way downstairs to wait for dinner to start.
About an hour later it finally does and as much as I am famished and ready to eat my food, I have a still pouting Emma staring me down making it hard to focus on my food. My father doesn't even pay attention to her while Sarah is focusing on eating so only my mother seems to notice Emma's stare directed at me although she just smiles. I doubt she could guess the real reason for my Sisters stare.
Eventually, the dinner ended and again my father and I were about to have our talk, but this time I wanted to talk about something different.
"Father?"
"What"
"I would like to learn the dark arts"
My father couldn't help but grin at that. My father had been trying to get me interested in the dark arts since early on but I always made an excuse about why I didn't want to learn it yet. Back then I had been concerned with what my father would force me to learn. But now I knew that was stupid reasoning since I had earnestly started my studies into the subject of magic I realized how much of the beginning of a subject was learning the necessary theory, only, later on, did it require you to know the practice aspects. With this thinking, I decided that I might as well start my learning into the subject even if I couldn't advance to a practical level yet as I either had to learn how to use windless magic or get a wand.
My father who was smiling brightly slowly lost his smile, however.
"Hmm, unfortunately, I am very busy at the ministry currently, I don't have the time to teach you"
"Is there no one else that can teach me, like mom"
"Please that woman can't teach you"
Quickly thinking back to what I know about the movies and books I can think of many times that it was shown that my mother had a much higher understanding of magic, especially dark magic, than my father, she was from the Black family after all. However, I chose not to say my thoughts on this.
"Then, how about godfather"
Hearing my idea my father thought about it for a few seconds. Certainly, there were other death eaters he could call upon for a favor however they all were the leaders of noble houses also, well at least the skilled ones were, so it was unlikely they would have the time to teach me. This left the final obvious choice, Snape, it was summer so he had the time, hopefully, and he was extremely skilled, to the point where even Voldemort had complimented his skill, which was extremely rare for the dark lord to do.
"Very well I will send him an owl, if he cannot do it then we will be forced to postpone your learning"
"Yes father"
"I need to write the letter now so our talk will end here, turn in for the night early"
"Yes father"
My father then leaves the room, I am about to leave as well when I find that my surroundings are again frozen.
"Sigh, hello Pride"
"Hmm, it's good that you can at least accomplish this much"
"That was easy, all I had to do was tell him something I knew he wanted to hear for a long time from me and I was done"
"Perhaps, nonetheless, you completed my task and therefore you can receive another of my blessings"
A purple light comes from his hand and enters my head. My vision swirls as this happens and by the time my vision returns to normal the room around me is back to normal and Pride is nowhere to be seen.
I quickly make my way to my room to check my system in peace. I don't know what this blessing will do only that Pride said something about me being less stupid..
6 Learning.
Name: Draco Malfoy
Titles: Blessed of Pride, Blessed of Lust
Blessings of Pride:
Appearance of Pride: Blessed one gains a physical appearance worthy of being one who represents Pride.
Status: applied
Pride in knowledge: Blessed one gains the ability to remember and understand new things to a much higher degree as to not bring shame on Pride.
Requirements:
Attend 50 classes taught by a person more knowledgeable on a subject than you.
0/50
Blessings of Lust:
Massage of Lust: Blessed one gains the ability to pleasure any being through massage.
Requirements:
Perform 100 massages on an individual of the opposite sex. 25/100.
Cool, I am one step closer to being like every other fanfic MC every, nice. But seriously Pride, I have taken like 50 classes since I got my memories back, you couldn't have given this to me before.
"Sigh, well no use crying over it now, though at least I will have it in time for the classes with Snape, he isn't exactly the patient teacher type."The next two days passed without much interruption, I still waited for Snape's reply to my father's letter. I also ended up giving my mother another massage which she asked for out of nowhere while I was sitting in the sitting room, but other than that she acted completely normally. Sarah was the same old Sarah, following me around like a lost puppy when I would study in the library and would play with me when I realized my eyes were just skimming a page and I wasn't actually reading, it's important to take breaks after all.
Only Emma was acting different, in our normal interactions she showed no difference on the surface but it felt like she was talking to me a little less. She also had not come to my room after the first day.
I had honestly thought she would come the first day so I was a little worried that I may have put too much pressure on her too soon to have her make the move. However the second night I thought I heard something outside my room when I was trying to fall asleep and when I checked I was met with a shocked Emma who didn't seem ready for me to open the door.
Before I could say anything she ran back down the hall to her room. I could only stand there smiling, why are embarrassed girls so cute.
Luckily though on the third day we received a letter from Snape, he would be here tomorrow and he would stay until August 28th before he needed to go back to Hogwarts to prepare for classes on September 1st. As for how much he would teach me, he said nothing, which didn't surprise me, since he of all people knew the dangers of learning the dark arts and that rushing only helped if you were trying to get yourself killed.
I still would have my normal class in the morning, however, although I wasn't upset with this as it would help with my Blessing from Pride and I spent my afternoons in the Library anyway so it wasn't like I was missing much. Hell, I will like it even more since learning new things is only boring if you feel like your not actually learning, and I know Snape is a good teacher, even if he is a little short with people.
Luckily from my memories, I knew I had met him several times and that he still seemed like the same old Snape from the movies, which I had worried about since Lily was still alive in this universe.
I actually liked him a lot, sure he had made some pretty stupid mistakes considering what he wanted with Lily, but if he didn't fuck up and become a death eater he wouldn't be my godfather so, win for me.
My sisters were also very excited when they heard Snape would be coming, as besides me he was one of the few men who actually seemed to care about them, at least in his own way.Waking up the next morning I quickly make my way downstairs. It was a good amount of time before breakfast, however, Snape would arrive in just a few minutes.
Downstairs I found my mother ready to greet him. Although neither of my sisters were there, most likely still getting ready.
I spoke with my mother quickly, and she was mostly just telling me to be careful while studying the dark arts. Our talk was interrupted however when we heard a knock at the door.
My mother opened it to reveal Snape standing there, he had his normal black robes on and looked just as he did in the movies with his lips locked in a thin line which for Snape was the closest he would get to a Smile unless something truly made him happy, like tormenting Harry and Ron.
"Good morning Severus"
"Good morning Narcissa," Snape said in a tone that would make those that did not know him think he wasn't happy to see her.
"Please come in," my mother said while gesturing with her hand.
Snape entered the manor. He looked around and his eye locked onto me when he saw me.
"Good morning Godfather"
"Good morning Draco, I must say I was surprised when I received your father's letter. Children seem to be less and less interested in the, finer, aspects of magic these days"
"I am looking forward to our lesson Godfather"
He looks me up and down after this as if trying to tell if I was truly interested in the subject or if my parents were pushing me to learn.
We all move towards the dining room where we find my two sisters at the table. They must have forgotten that Snape was coming today as they both seemed surprised for a second when they saw him but quickly they both recovered.
Emma quickly stood and greeted him and by instinct referred to him as Professor Snape. Before Snape could even send a greeting back to her, Sarah ran to him and hugged him. Normally no one hugged Snape, or rather no one dared to, but Sarah was always the type to do what she wanted. Even as Snape placed a hand on her shoulder and pulled her off him I could see the corners of his lips raise for a second showing his cool appearance may not be so cold after all.
It really made me wonder about Snape, I know his true loyalty lies with Dumbledore and not Voldemort and the death eaters but I wondered to what extent he cared for my family as well. In the books he and my father had a deep connection and dare I say, friendship, but was it all a ruse, I didn't know, he was a master occlumens who even fooled Voldemort, so was his friendship with my father part of this ruse to trick the death eaters and Voldemort. My head started to hurt just thinking about it. My memories of the last 10 years made me want to trust him, and my memories of the books made me very respectful of him as his skill in magic was possibly equal to Voldemort but was held back by his mentality from his earlier years. But these same memories gave me concern about how too much contact with him would affect the future.
However, as I continued to watch him interact with my sisters I realized even with the risks he still was my best option. I wanted to learn the dark arts very much and any teacher I took had risks, some more than others. With this in mind I really only had two options, my mother, and Snape. My mother definitely came with the least amount of risks, and she was skilled in dark magic, however, she was only learned in the more obvious aspects of the dark arts while Snape had knowledge of the dark arts that no one else had. Much of this knowledge would give me such an advantage I couldn't ignore it. So even with the added risks from his loyalties to Dumbledore, I believed his knowledge was more important than the potential risks. Whether I would come to regret this decision, only time would tell.
Soon we were all eating breakfast, Snape and my mother exchanged some polite conversation while my sisters talked much more with him, especially about the potions class they each would be taking this coming year.
My morning class went by quickly, and I could already feel the effects of my new blessing acting even though I had only done a few classes as of yet. This pleased me as I knew I would need it to meet Snape's expectations and teaching speed.
I soon found myself at the table again with Snape. I asked him what he had done while I was in my class and he simply told me that he had prepared for our lesson after lunch not elaborating further.
Luckily soon I would see for myself because as soon as we finish our lunch, Snape stood up saying his thanks to my mother before telling me to follow him. I did as he said and soon found myself in a room which from my memories I think used to be an unused guest room. Now however it furnishings we're much different. A single desk with a chair. A blackboard behind a podium and the walls lined with shelves which were filled with books, potions, ingredients, and all manner of other items that I couldn't even begin to understand the use of.
Snape quickly moved towards the podium and I went to the seat, not having to be told what to do as it was obvious. Standing on the podium Snape looked down on me sitting in the chair for a few seconds not saying anything with a piercing gaze.
"What made you want to learn the dark arts Draco, I spoke with your mother, you were not forced to do so"
"I have recently become more active in my learning of magic theory and I found that some areas that I found interesting were considered dark magic" I answered trying to keep and voice fluid and be confident in my answers.
He left his podium and began to walk around the desk I was sitting at while looking at me and fiddling with his wand. I continued to look forward as I didn't know what he was doing.
"Do you know the dangers of the dark arts, Draco"
"I know they can be very dangerous if used improperly"
His hands came down on the desk. "Such a statement grossly downplays the danger, Draco." he removed his hands from the desk and stood back up straight again "that, is why while I teach you in this room you will do as I say, exactly. You will not joke around, or do something without instruction from me beforehand. If this does happen, these classes will end. Do I make, myself, clear, Draco"
"Yes sir," I say a little taken back by Snape's seriousness.
"Good, now since you don't have a wand much of the things I am able to teach you, you will not be able to perform. The best I can do until you receive your wand next year is teach you the fundamentals so that when we move on to practice aspects of the magic you don't kill yourself, or worse. Now turn to page 12 of your book on introductory magic"
After this interaction, we started to go through the material, all of which I already knew as it was the basics of how magic worked. It seems that Snape did not fully trust me when I said that I had been earnestly studying magic recently.
At first, I expected this particular class to be boring since there was no new material, however, I was quickly proven wrong. Snape explained things that appeared very convoluted and complicated before, in a simple way. Some of these items were things I originally had trouble with while reading, however, some were items that I thought I understood only for Snape to prove to me I had been wrong.
The most interesting thing I learned during this class was how one got magic. When I had been studying alone I had multiple books from different time periods and different authors and many contradicted each other. Some I could rule out on my own as they were obviously just pureblood propaganda, however, some appeared like they could be true, however, Snape only spoke about one, I did not know if the one he picked was actually correct or if it was just his belief but I decided that it was the best one to go with as I trusted Snape's experience when it came to magic.
The theory he taught me was that humans did not actually naturally have a connection with magic. Instead, animals had a connection, those which were considered magical animals had a stinger connection and either had the intelligence or instincts to use it. Other animals which we considered none magical had a much lower connection and did not have the intelligence or instincts to use it.
However, at some point, a human had somehow gained the ability to form a spiritual connection with the essence of an animal. This is what we now call an animagus form. This spiritual connection grants the person a connection with magic through the animal's essence and allows them to perform magic. This also means that the person's animagus form will have an impact on their ability to perform magic.
This would explain why wizards of the past tended to be more powerful than the present, as the number of magical creatures had dropped dramatically making it extremely rare for a wizard to have an actual magical creature as their animagus form, and even when such an animagus form did appear in a person while it granted the wizard a high level of power, it also made it nearly impossible to become an animagus as magic creatures had intelligence of their own and the knowledge on how to subdue this intelligence and gain an animagus form of a magical creature had been lost to time.
The reason that one could not perform magic accurately before the age of 11 was that at this time the animagus form was still forming based on how the person had grown up. Something which interested me greatly as I wondered how my past life and my blessing from Pride and Lust could affect my animagus form, that is if this theory was indeed true.
Overall my first lesson with Snape was more than I could have asked for. While I did not learn much that I did not know before, I felt more sure of myself. As if before I was standing on thin ice not even realizing it myself. And now was firmly planted on dry land..
7 Small time skip
3 weeks had gone by since Snape had arrived and we began our lessons. For the first 5 days, we covered the basics of magic as a whole, and only after that did we truly get into the dark arts. I had learned a lot. Not only did I feel I had a very good basic understanding of how magic worked but I had also started to understand more about dark magic. Well truly as first I had only learned how to combat the negative effects of dark magic and how to control it. Or if avoiding the effects of a spell was impossible, then I learned to stay away from it. Only after that did he start getting into the theory of some of the weaker curses. However, most importantly every day I began to feel like I was better at learning. It was an odd feeling since it felt so natural but I also knew it was happening because of the blessing so I knew it wasn't natural.
Luckily it seemed Snape had noticed as well, and complimented me, well actually he just stopped talking down to me, but from Snape, that is a compliment.
Besides my classes things were good, well mostly. After the first three days, and after some pestering from my mother about my complete lack of free time, my father had decided that our after-dinner talks would be put off. I did notice however that it didn't take much convincing from my mother, part of this I believe was that most of our talks was him trying to make the dark arts look good and exciting so I would learn them, and since I was now learning them, the talks lost some of their purpose.
This free time I had however was quickly taken over by Sarah as she acted very clingy as she hadn't gotten to really play with me much after I started the classes. She behaved like an addict who hadn't gotten their fix in a while and would drag me around the house and grounds to play different games with her.
Of course, this wasn't every day as Sarah also would play with Emma on some days as well. However, free time still alluded me as any time my mother saw me not actively playing with Sarah she would ask for a massage. She had been doing it more and more and I honestly think she might have gotten addicted to it a little. At this point, it was 32/100 and I had to continually lower the pressure I used during my mother's massages, I didn't want to scare her away and lose my ticket to completing the blessing.
Unfortunately, there was one thing that was bothering me, Emma. After that night I caught her outside my door she hadn't made any more moves. I had honestly thought a few times about just going to her room instead but I ultimately decided to wait and that I would only resort to that if she didn't come before she headed back to school.
Luckily on August 19th, less than two weeks until my sisters would go to Hogwarts, after spending some time with Sarah playing wizards chess, and of course, taking great fun in making the girl pout as I won over and over, I returned to my room to go to bed, only to find my door slightly ajar.
Slowly I push my door open only to see, laying on my bed, my sister Emma. She had a cute white nightgown on and quickly sat up when she heard the door open. Seeing me there her mouth fell open and then closed again a few times as if she had something planned to say in this moment but forgot. I could only smile at this. I quickly closed and locked the door behind me before calmly walking towards the bed. Once I reached the edge of my bed my sister finally seemed to untie her tongue.
"Draco I-"
"You kept me waiting for quite a while you know"
"Well you have been so busy"
"Emma, don't make excuses," I said as I pushed some of her blonde wavy hair behind one of her ears. "Tell me, sister, do you think it was right to leave your dear brother alone for so long"
"Draco, I am sorry I was just confused, please forgive me"
"So you admit you are in the wrong," I say as I slowly brought myself up onto the bed. "Then you must also agree you deserve a punishment, right"
"P- punishment"
"Yes, a punishment," I said as sat up with my back against the headboard of my bed frame.
I lightly tapped my lap telling my sister to come sit in it which she did. She was now in my lap leaning back against me. She still seems to question what I am going to do and what her so-called punishment is going to be. However, I don't explain to her anything.
I place my hands on her hips before 'massaging' her sides as I brought my hands up her sides. The thing is that I started from the beginning at full pressure, which in tandem with my progress in the blessing makes my sister nearly go cross-eyed from the sudden assault of pleasure, and her hands grip both my legs.
Stopping I remove my hands. My sister's grip lessons and her breathing is fast trying to catch her breath which seems to have been forced out by her lungs in the moment.
"That is what your punishment will be"
Taking a few seconds to finally catch her breath she seems to sigh in relief, "well that wasn't too bad"
"Oh no"
"What"
"That wasn't it, that was just a taste to start with"
"Wait Drac-"
Before she could finish I once again started massaging her sides, after a little while I also start to massage her stomach as well. During this whole time, my sister seems to be fighting to stop her eyes from crossing and has convulsed several times each time signaling her cumming from the pleasure. However I am not done, I pull up her nightgown to her neck showing off her body. To cover her privates she is wearing a simple set of white panties, which were now soaking wet and see-through showing her nice and pink pussy to me. On top, she had nothing. I can clearly see her pair of pasty white developing breast, each has a brown nipple that are currently so hard I swear they could cut glass.
Of course, I didn't do this just to look, even if I enjoyed the view, and I quickly moved my hands from massaging her sides and stomach to her breasts which seemed to have even more of an effect as she started convulsing immediately and didn't stop for a few 3 seconds at which point it only took her another 20 seconds for her to repeat the process. I also noticed that my sister's attempts to control her eyes from going cross-eyed had completely failed even to the extent that they had rolled up. Her mouth hung open and through it came some rasping noises as if she was trying to moan but felt too good for her vocal cords to work.
Unfortunately for her, this sight only made me more excited, I really wanted to know what 100/100 would do if this was the effect of 32/100, honestly the girl might just break at that point. I continued to play with her breasts but eventually, that too bored me so I finally moved on to the last course.
My hand slide down her stomach to her crotch where I hooked my finger under her panties. Even the simple brush of my knuckles as I did this made her cum again which instantly covered my hand in her juices. Now that I could fully see her pussy I could see it quivering every time my sister cam.
Taking two of my fingers I started to rub in a circular motion around her clit for a few seconds then pushed my middle finger deep into her pussy which was tight even for just one of my fingers. The effect this had on my sister, was to put it simply, beautiful. Her back arched as her head and shoulders pressed against me and were the only things holding her up. Her entire body shivered and jerked as if her nerves were no longer receiving any orders from her brain. Her hand flared and grabbed anything they could get a hold of. And her mouth opened and shut several times.
However, it seemed her body couldn't keep up and with a final high pitch moan my sister slumped back down onto the bed, her body continued to twitch even as she lay there past out.
"You did excellent dear sister," I say as I plant a kiss on her forehead and fixed her nightgown although I took off her drenched panties. Then pulling her into my embrace and pulling the covers over both of us and headed to sleep. I'm not concerned since all us kids have always been expecting to come down for breakfast on our own and no one ever comes to our rooms to get us so I decided to sleep with my sister.
The feeling of my sister's body held in my arms felt nice, hopefully, I didn't break her and she would be fine in the morning..
8 Send off
Waking up I found a still sleeping Emma in my arms. She had wrapped her arms around one of mine like a koala. I gave her shoulder a form nudge which seemed to fairly easily wake her up as she started to stir from her sleep.
"Good morning," I said before placing a kiss on her cheek.
This seemed to really wake her up as she immediately sat up nearly smashing into my nose on the way up. She looked at my face and then at my hands. As if looking at them reminded her of last night her whole body shivered.
I could already see the confusion on my sister's face so I quickly wrapped my arms around her before she could do something like run away again. Pulling her back down to lie next to me I started to kiss her neck which made her squirm as one of her hands grabbed my hair pushing my face into her neck.
"Ahh "
Seeing that I had again regained the advantage I stopped my kiss.
"You were quite fun to play with last night," I said while looking at her face as I pulled her closer into my body.
"So last night… was.. real"
This made me chuckle and I planted a small kiss on her lips, "every moment"
Her hand dragged along her waist as if looking for the strap of her panties and when she didn't find it she quickly looked around and found them on the floor next to the bed, even now they were still damp.
She couldn't help but add move coverage to her privates with her hands once she knew all it would take was for her nightgown to be lifted to reveal it. She hung her head trying to hide her blushing cheeks.
"You don't have to hide it, I have already seen everything," I say as I send my hand under her nightgown and caressed her folds with my fingers feeling her moistness.
At this, my sister let out a small squeak and grabbed my wrist. However, rather than push my hand she subconsciously made a small grinding movement with her hips.
"Did you enjoy last night?"
She looks at me with hazy eyes and nodded.
"Did you enjoy waking up next to me?"
I get another nod from her.
I push my head into her neck and kissed her before bringing my lips to her ear, "then I want you to come to my room every night before you go to school"
"Yes ahh Draco," she says through a strained voice.
"Good" I kiss her for a few minutes before telling her to go back to her room so we aren't too late for breakfast.August 31st.
The time had gone by quickly, my classes with Snape progressed quickly even finishing the material he had expected me to learn earlier than expected which had led to him teaching some of the theory behind even more powerful spells which he had originally not planned on teaching me this year. Of course, the theory behind a spell and the practical use were two very different things. Speaking of my blessing I had gotten it to 50/50 on the 20th of this month with the lessons between my two classes, I could feel the effects certainly as often when Snape would teach me something I could through reasoning estimate the next part of a spell, and I was even right or close to right about 80 percent of the time. This may not sound very impressive but to be able to guess the next part in a complicated magic formula just through the prior step was difficult and only someone who had a respectable knowledge of magic would be able to do something similar and only in their area of expertise.
Unfortunately, Snape had left 3 days ago to head to Hogwarts. I could help but miss how much I had been learning and although I could more easily things from the library much of it was either things I already knew or practical aspects I couldn't do yet.
On other fronts things were good. Sarah certainly enjoy her last few days with me and had me running ragged trying to fit the most amount in the days she could, I need to start working out if I am going to be able to keep up with this little one.
Emma had been coming to my room every night and although we didn't do anything nearly as heavy as the first night and often it ended with some kisses and a light massage I certainly enjoyed it. Something about waking up with a pretty girl next to you just seems to make your whole day better.
My father was as normal almost never there, only taking the day off for Snape's last day here to talk with him, he didn't even do that for my sisters when they left for Hogwarts.
Finally, my mother had also been normal, well her normal since I got my memories back that is, constantly asking for massages. I had run into the problem, however, or maybe it wasn't that bad. My massage blessing had gotten to such a point that even if I went at the least pressure possibly it was still more than the amount of pleasure I normally tried to keep my mother at. With it being 51/100. As of yet while my mother definitely was enjoying the massages more than normal, she didn't seem to notice how odd it was, but soon I would need to find a way to fix this problem and make an excuse for the increased pleasure. Sure I could just say fuck it and try something like I did with my sister but I have a feeling it wouldn't go over too well.
My sisters have depended on me their whole lives, so for me to try and take the lead with them was easy. While my mother not only is she an adult and my mother but she is also an extremely smart woman who had helped my father from the shadows this whole time. She had even been let into Voldemort's inner circle even though she was never actually a death eater or bore the dark mark. Of course, this was mainly due to the fact that Voldemort saw her as basically a hostage to keep my father in line and she was the sister of one of his most loyal supporters, Bellatrix, but even still her knowledge on when and when not to act had been invaluable in keeping my father out of Azkaban after Voldemort's fall, something which my father seems to have forgotten.
Luckily in the current moment, I had to worry about none of this as today was my sister's last day of summer before the new year at Hogwarts. We had gone shopping in the morning where I bought them both a necklace with some pocket money my parents had given. Emma's held a small Emerald to match her green eyes, while Sarah's held a small moonstone for her grey eyes. This wasn't the first time I had gotten something for my sisters but from their reactions, you would have thought it was and both of them wouldn't part with the necklaces for the rest of the day.
After shopping, we went out for lunch before returning home to relax and spend time together. Unfortunately, my father said he was too busy to take time off work to see his daughters off but thinking about it we most likely would have had less fun with him here. My father truly saw his two daughters as simple political chess pieces, only for marriage. Of course, he would find himself lying in a ditch somewhere castrated and missing a tongue before I let such a thing happen.
We enjoyed sitting outside with tea and some biscuits of course with Sarah constantly pulling me and Emma to come to play tag with her.
Then it was dinner which as always was a quiet and quick affair because of my father's presence. After which we all retired to our rooms since we would be up early tomorrow for Emma and Sarah to get to their train, well actually Emma retired to my room as well.
Me and Emma had quite a passionate night where I brought her to climax more time than I can count with the full power of my massage skill which resulted in her eventually passing out after she came for a fun 10 seconds when I started to massage her pussy.
In the morning I woke her up before everyone else was awake to send her on her way but first played with her several times while making her promise to be faithful to only me while she was at Hogwarts to which she almost looked offended that I even had to state such a thing. I could only laugh at that, maybe to Emma who had depended on me her whole life it was impossible to think of cheating but it had happened a few times in my last life and it was never fun. Of course, I am a huge hypocrite since I would often have multiple girlfriends but I really don't care.
After that, she quickly went back to her room as to not get caught. Breakfast however was painful as the whole time Sarah clung to me and cried about how she didn't want to leave me. I could only pet her head as she cried and hope she didn't do it at the station, I don't want too many people to torture when I get there, and if anyone bullies her too much that is exactly what's going to happen.
Luckily it seems my fears were unfounded as while a little red in the eyes my sister held strong and followed Emma onto the train while saying bye to me and my mother about a hundred times.
My mother and I stayed there until the train started to leave just in case something happened, luckily, however, no such thing happened and my mother and I returned home. There I realized how little I had to do now. Even my classes on basic theory had become nearly useless as I had started learning so quickly we were nearly done with all the required material..
9 Burned
Three days had passed since my sisters left for Hogwarts. This only made me realize one thing, my sisters had been keeping me more entertained than I thought. My father was always gone, my mother during the day was often visiting her friends, aka the other wives of death eaters.
My morning was spent with my regular studies, however at this point with my blessing it had become more like a class of practice problems. I would be able to understand the subject of the day easily and my teacher would have to fill the time with practice problems. I had honestly thought that my teacher was trying to draw out my studies to get the most money out of us.
Luckily it seemed she had a good amount of professionalism to only do this for a few days and then told me that she didn't believe there was much more she could teach me. Of course, I knew there actually was more she could, or someone else could, but all of them were subjects only useful in the muggle world and my parents would never pay for such a thing.
No instead after my parents learned of this while they were surprised they were again proud. So I used this fact to spring on my father a request at dinner.
Part of the request was more books on magic on various subjects, almost all taught at Hogwarts however a few weren't. Chief among them was occlumency. I had wanted to ask Snape to teach me this as he is a master in the subject. However then I remembered Snape's way of teaching Harry, which was to go through his thoughts. Something which I didn't want to happen. So I decided to teach myself the subject.
The other part of the request was to get teachers for some other languages. Latin, for spells, and then French and Russian for The tri wizard tournament. I don't really need to be preparing for the tournament already but it wouldn't hurt and it would be weird if I somehow managed to learn both French and Russian in the short time frame after the tournament was announced.
My father found my request strange but decided to accept. He accounted the books to my recent interest in magic and the languages actually weren't that strange. Since other than Hogwarts the other two major magical schools in Europe were Beaxbatons and Durmstrang so many wizards would learn the languages since it wasn't uncommon to encounter a wizard from one of these countries, hell even my father knew a few phrases in French and Russian but not much. It was strange but it seemed like the wizards from the other two countries would learn English as well. Why we didn't do something similar was beyond me.
None the less I was happy. I would get the books in a week and the teachers would be a little more difficult but should be figured out by the end of the month.
However, while that was going well something that wasn't going well was my mother. The last three days she had asked me for a massage every day, and every day my blessing improved until yesterday while I was giving her a shoulder massage she let out an obvious moan which she tried to play off and say was just because she had tweaked her neck that day.
I honestly was surprised I had gotten this far without getting this type of reaction from my mother. Part of it is obviously because I was trying to keep the pressure I was doing it low but I also guessed that it probably had more of an effect on my sister than my mother because my sister was younger and going through puberty so she had more hormones going on.
However today I decided to try something else to give my mother a reason why it was feeling better so she could continue to lie to herself. And that is exactly what she is doing, I am sure she knew she was enjoying the massages on a sexual level but she was addicted so she made herself believe it wasn't and just enjoyed it so as long as I didn't do anything too drastic and obvious, I could get away with this for a long time, maybe.
So when after lunch while I was sitting in the sitting room reading an article in the newspaper discussing whether the act of transfiguration of a live animal should be taught in school and my mother walked in I had already decided on my next move.
"Hello mother, how was your time at tea with Mrs. Goyle"
"Ugh, that woman prattles on about anything and everything it's exhausting to be around her," my mother says while rolling her eyes and sitting down, while also uncharacteristically breaking her lady-like image. However she quickly sits on straight, "you never tell her I said that though Draco"
"Of course mother, I never even see Mrs. Goyle"
She gives me a pointed look as if she was trying to see if I was lying, why is would lying in the first place I don't know.
"But then again since your mother had such an unpleasant tea date don't you think she deserves a shoulder rub," she said with a proud smile as if her reasoning made complete sense.
I could only sigh at this, she was like a smoker trying to come up with a reason to have a cigarette, not smooth at all, but she thought she was.
"Of course mother"
We make our way to her room and she quickly moves to sit in the chair in front of her makeup table which had become a bit of a ritual at this point.
"Actually mother, I have been wanting to try and give a full massage recently"
She pauses, caught off guard by the statement before recovering, "oh, alright what should I do then"
"Just lay face down on your bed"
She goes to her bed and lays down without much hesitation, whether it was because she trusted me or because she wanted a massage was up for debate.
I quickly get on the bed and while on my knees begin to rub my mother's back, however unlike my shoulder and foot massages I use more pressure to give myself room to reduce it in the future as my blessing improves. I start lower and work my way up to about half pressure. My mother at the lower pressure was showing obvious pleasure and was panting, now at half strength however she was clearly moaning and I couldn't help but be caught off guard by the fact she didn't seem to react to her own moans, too lost in the world of pleasure to notice.
I continued to perform the massage as my mother moaned in dazed pleasure. I didn't dare to take my hands and move towards her legs or god forbid her butt in case it brought her out of her daze. So I continued for a good amount of time before slowly bringing my pressure back down very slowly.
In the end, she came out of her daze in a confused state so I lied and said she fell asleep during the massage. When I said this a deep blush formed on my mother's face and I couldn't help but wonder how much of the more intense parts of the massage she remembers, maybe she thought it was a dream.
Luckily she just said her thanks for the massage and sent me on my way. At dinner, she showed no major difference in her behavior but at the end of the night when I gave her a hug before bed she shivered as I hugged her and ended up hugging me for a lot longer than normal.
I couldn't help but be confused, when I first felt her odd reaction I was concerned that she didn't buy my bluff but now I wondered if it was the opposite. Either way, the hug eventually ended, which I will admit was sad since she smelled really nice and we both headed to our rooms for the night.The next week was nerve-wracking. My mother didn't ask for a massage at all, she would play her usual act of talking about something that happened that day for why she was stressed and needed a massage but before she would ask for a massage she would stop, realizing what she was doing and blush.
I couldn't help but feel like I fucked up, it wouldn't be the first time. Even in my last life where I had many women, there were times when I did something to fuck up the relationship. And on top of that, I didn't really know how to approach my mother, I didn't exactly seduce my mother in my last life.
I had hope, however, because beyond obviously being more conscious of our massages she wasn't acting any different towards me.
Eventually on the seventh day however I was on my way to the library. My books were supposed to have arrived today and should have been put on the shelves by the house-elves.
Coming out of my room towards the stairs I passed my mother's room. I nearly passed it by without a thought but I couldn't help but hear noises. Turning I noticed my mother's door was slightly ajar, from which I could hear the sound of a quite desperate voice.
Looking through the slit I could see my mother on her bed in a robe. Her legs were slightly spread and her hand was down between her thighs. Unfortunately from the angle, I couldn't see anything but I obviously knew what she was doing.
"Come on, come on" she repeated out loud in a quickened but frustrated voice.
I watched this continue for a minute or two before my mother stopped with a frustrated sigh.
"That damn kid," she said before laying back down on her bed.
I couldn't stop an evil smile forming on my face, maybe my mother not asking for a massage for a few days was a good thing.
I then strutted away on my way to my original destination with peace of mind that my plan had progressed without me even realizing it.
Reaching the library I found my books on a shelf where the new and commonly used books went near the entrance. I wanted to immediately pick up the more advanced books and read the powerful spells within them but I held myself back and instead started with the basic books of the first and second year. Trying to rush and learn advanced theory would do me no good. Although it wasn't as dangerous to do as it was to rush in the dark arts, you could still harm yourself with some spells.
I sat there for hours reading the theory in the books which could be considered the theory I already knew just applied to a certain spell group. However eventually I became frustrated, it was annoying knowing the inner workings of a spell only to be held back to the lack of a wand. I knew I could cast the spell, and yet I couldn't actually cast it.
In my frustration I ended up trying to perform wandless magic again. I tried it with the words, without the word, with a hand movement mimicking the wand moments, and every other combination. No matter how simple the spell, no matter how much I tried I could do nothing and it was frustrating me to no end.
In theory, there was my age holding me back, however, I knew accidental magic was a thing so I obviously had magic at my disposal, and yet I couldn't feel it within me.
My frustration grew as this continued on. It felt like I had a lock and the right key for the lock but it was dark and I couldn't get the key in the lock to open it. Finally realizing this would get me nowhere I smacked the book currently laying on my lap off in a childish move trying to vent my frustration.
However, this smack wasn't normal. Following behind my hand was a wave of flames. I would have been very happy over such a display of magic if it weren't for the two bad burns on both of my thighs.
I barely held in a yell looking at them. The flesh had been burned back nearly an inch in and the wound looked burnt and ugly. Trying to stand, pain assault me when I put pressure on my legs. I clenched my jaw and started to walk back up to my mother's room. Even the slight air hitting my wounds as I walked brought me pain.
Finally making it to my mother's door I knocked furiously. In just a few moments the door opens to reveal my mother standing there with a scowl on her face for the way I knocked. However when she saw my pained expression she quickly looked me up and down and when she saw my thighs she immediately started looking at them closely while asking me all kinds of questions like what happened, are you alright, did someone do this. She didn't even wait for my response before she fired off her next question. Eventually, she settled down enough for me to explain that it had been accidental magic. She seemed less worried after hearing this since children get themselves into all kinds of trouble with accidental magic.
She quickly took me to the hospital where she explained to the nurses what happened. A nurse calmly looked at my injuries while listening before making me drink something that nearly made me vomit but also made my injuries feel cool and less painful, before telling us I should be fine by tomorrow evening. I couldn't help but be amazed by the medical magic in this world.
My mother stayed by my side for nearly an hour before realizing it was around the time my father would get home so she told me that she would be back after telling him what happened.
I was left alone with my thoughts as I lay on the bed. I couldn't help but still be mad, not at my inability to perform magic but instead at myself for the childish fit I threw. However, after this anger, I also couldn't help but feel excited.
I looked at my hand, and with a snap of my fingers a small flame came out of my pointer finger. It wasn't much only about the size and intensity of a candle flame. Then raising my other hand I did the same however instead a drop of water, only the size of a small raindrop, fell from my finger onto the bedsheets.
I didn't know why but the memories from when I got burned and when I drank the potion made me want to try this, almost as if it was an instinct rather than my own thoughts.
I didn't think it would work but I tried to cast a levitation spell on a cup placed on my nightstand. Unfortunately, my gut feeling was right and nothing happened.
I spent my remaining time experimenting with my newfound power. I tried multiple spells and types of magic but I could only get element spells to work. I could naturally make a magical reaction to the elements without a spell but it had little effect, like what I did earlier with my finger snap. When I used a spell, while not having a result on par with what I knew the spell could do it was noticeable stronger than when I used no spell.
However, my experimenting was cut short when my mother and father arrived. My mother had a plate of food with her for me. I again had to explain to my father what happened. He seemed upset by the fact I was injured but much less so than my mother who I remember looked like she was about to rip the nurse's head off if she did anything to hurt me when we first arrived.
After eating and saying goodnight my parents left for the night, and my mother said she would return in the morning.
Finally alone I played with a flame. When I accidentally made it, it seemed untamed and violent but now it seemed to follow my every command, I even went so far as to put my finger in it but I only felt warm and it didn't burn, very strange, but cool.
With a happy feeling inside I eventually dozed off into sleep..
10 A different visitor
Announcement!!!!!!
So a lot of people didn't like the look I chose for young Draco and if I'm being honest neither did I. I spent a good amount of time picking what he would look like older, kinda like the front cover, but the one showing him younger was more of ah, oh shit he is grown up in this photo I need one younger, so I just picked the first one that came up when I looked up Draco Malfoy young art.
In light on this I am going to change it to this, so if you want a picture.
Insert photo:
Of course this is just a general look and you are allowed to imagine it if you want. He has bright grey eyes, platinum blonde hair that his parents make him keep in a neat and tidy way parted to the side, his eye brows and eye lashes are full and well kept, a young but handsome sharp face that some may even consider as slightly feminine, he often wears well kept clothing, he will be tall for his age once puberty passes, and has soft clear pale skin that Asian women would sacrifice a million turtles for.
This delicate soft look however is often contrasted with a serious calculative look that only changes when he is talking to a select few people like his mother and sisters (for now).
Overall he has the common appearance of a entitled noble born young man you thinks he is above others and only those who get to know him will realize his feelings and ideals are much more complicated than that.
Thank you for listening and I hope you like the changes, if you don't, well imagine it some other way.
If you have some other picture of a young Draco you think is better, please send it, I would like to see them. Because while I normally I don't retcon and instead just make what I did work, I feel like since this doesn't really change the story and makes people happy I don't mind doing it.Or that's what I thought would happen. As my eye lids slowly grew heavier, the air around me stilled. The slight noises, that our brain toons out but are so obvious when missing, stop. I know what is happening as I have experienced it twice already.
Rubbing my eyes a little to try and wake myself up I speak out loud, "Hello again Pride"
However I do not get the voice of Pride in return, but rather a soothing feminine voice that sends a tickle down my spin just from hearing it, "Oh, how could you mistake me for him, I'm hurt" she says with an over exaggerated pout on her face that anyone could tell was fake.
"Lust? Why are you here, I haven't finished your Blessing yet"
"Well I felt that a part of you had started to mature through our bond, unfortunately it doesn't seem to be a physical part, although that will be starting soon too" she says looking at me as if she is able to see more about me than is actually there.
"Huh, what started to mature" I say looking down at my body even though she just said it wasn't physical.
"Your magic of course, you gained your… oh shoot what do the people here call it again… oh yes, an animagus form," she says with a smile, but then begins to frown, "although it seems that your form has taken on more characteristics from Pride and your reincarnation than from me. It's no fair why didn't you do my blessing first" she says, now truly pouting, although it doesn't fit her mature and sexy look at all.
"Well your the one that made your blessing so god damn hard"
"What do you mean, it's only a hundred massages, you can do that right"
"Not when I'm only half done and I already nearly break the girl by giving her a massage"
She looks true confusion at this, "what do you mean"
"I mean the massages literally give them too much pleasure?"
"Really?" She says shocked, "huh, I didn't know mortals were so weak. Learn something new every eternity don't ya"
"Wait, what do you mean, you didn't know this would happen"
"Well I based your blessing off of at full power what it would take to please me, I honestly wasn't even thinking about the women you would need to massage before then"
Sigh, I honestly couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, something that had been causing me a headache this whole time was all because she didn't think about anyone else other than herself.
You know, Im not sure if I should be surprised or not, on one hand she is the Sin of Lust so you would think she would know these things, but on the other hand she is the Sin of Lust so it would be weird if she actually cared.
"Well I'm not gonna be able to finish this blessing at this rate, well at least not without mentally breaking a few women."
"Sigh, finneeee, I'll change it, stupid women should be happy to feel the full extent of my lust, so what if they go brain dead"
"Thanks"
"Yeah yeah, I'll let you control the intensity. Now if you will excuse me I was really only here to see how you were maturing and see if I could have some fun with you, but unfortunately I can't"
"Wait" shit I nearly forgot she talked about my animagus form, "you know my form, can you tell me what it is"
She looks at me for a few seconds before a seductive teasing smile forms on her lips, ah yes thats the look I expect out of the Sin Lust, "oh where would the fun in that be. How about this," she closes the distance between us and places a hand on my cheek, "if you complete my Blessing and then give me a massage maybe then I will consider telling my little dear his form"
And before I can even respond, my surroundings are back to normal and Lust is gone.
"Bitch… A hot one… but still a bitch"
I can only try and go back to bed, my good mood from my magic gone, replaced by a feeling of lust that seems misplaced in my young body.
(Yes I know this add on to the massage skill is forced as fuck, but imma be honest I did it horribly at first and it was really coming back to bite me in the ass and was really limiting what I could write if I wanted to stay true to the logic I had written before)
After waking up the next morning, I was soon visited my mother who said the nurses would release me by the end of the day.
The process of my legs healing was uncomfortable as the time went on. My skin was constantly peeling and flaking off while the urge to itch the wound was constantly in the back of my mind. However by the end of the day my thighs had no sign of my burns and looked just the way they had before my accident.
After the nurse checked me one last time I was released. My mother brought me back to the manor where I decided to rest in the library and read more of my new books.
Although I still was only able to cast elemental related spells, I wasn't frustrated with the other spells. It felt like I now had a foot in the door to understanding how to control my magic and by extension cast all spells.My mother coddled me for the next three days. She canceled all her plans to meet other people, she would sit in the library and read while I did, and she never once even began to ask for a massage.
However it seems that such a state can only last for so long and on the forth day she said she was going to Diagon Alley and asked if I wanted to come along.
I, of course, wanted to. So after lunch we both headed to Diagon Alley. I followed my mother around as she completed various errands. I can't say it was outstandingly entertaining but it was fun to see some of the everyday items that people in the wizarding world used. We had a lot to do since a lot of things had piled up the last few day because my mom had been staying home with me.
Eventually though our shopping finished and we headed back home. Once there my mother says she wants to take a shower so she heads to her room. I also head to my room to take a shower as we have been walking all evening. Once I finish I get dressed before going to my mothers room and knocking. I had finally checked my system while showering and now wanted to try my massage skill with more control..
Name: Draco Malfoy
Titles: Blessed of Pride, Blessed of Lust
Blessings of Pride:
Appearance of Pride: Blessed one gains a physical appearance worthy of being one who represents Pride.
Status: applied
Pride in knowledge: Blessed one gains the ability to remember and understand new things to a much higher degree as to not bring shame on Pride.
Status: applied
Blessings of Lust:
Massage of Lust: Blessed one gains the ability to pleasure any being through massage (Blessed one's massage will automatically give the amount of pleasure the blessed one wants it to within the range of the skill).
Requirements:
Perform 100 massages on an individual of the opposite sex. 56/100.
Opening the door my mother is standing there still in her bath robe. Her she is in the process of wrapping her hair in a towel.
"What is it sweetheart"
"I felt bad that you have been so busy because of me"
"Oh sweetie you don-" she says in response but I cut her off.
"I'll give you a massage as an apology"
My mother freezes and looks at me. On her face I can see multiple emotions. Her hands drop to her sides bringing the towel along with them, making her wet hair fall down. She seems to have a fight with herself for a while. Luckily in the end it seems her addiction to my touch is stronger than her shame from our last massage. Although I'm not surprised, it's like telling your girlfriend that started her diet the day before that you are gonna bring her to Starbucks and they have pumpkin spice, of course she is gonna make some excuse like it's a cheat day.
"Actually honey, that would be wonderful" she says while turning to the side giving me room to enter her room.
I enter her room, shortly followed by the sound of my mother closing the door. Looking at my mother I could already see a blush forming on her face and she already seemed to have slightly labored breath, showing that her body was already anticipating the coming massage..
11 Mother's massage
Looking at the bed I can't help but take in the sight before me. Laying facedown is my mother. Her arms by her side while her still wet blonde hair is pulled to the side of her neck. She robe fails to cover her long smooth legs.
I move to kneel on the bed besides my mother. It felt weird fully being able to enjoy this as before I always had to thinking about controlling the pressure and my motions to make sure I didn't surprise my mother too much but now I simply had a beautiful woman in front of me.
I place both my hands on her back. The robe makes it slightly hard to do but I know trying to get my mother to remove it completely would be hard and would probably bite me in the ass later so I deal with it. However the robe does stop my blessing from working and as I rub my hands across her upper back looking for any knots in her muscles my mother clearly shows that the massage is pleasurable for her.
As my hands finish with her upper back and travel down to her lower back my mother's neck strains as a nearly silent moan escapes from her lips.
I go on to massage both my mothers arms finally feeling her soft smooth skin which had been blocked by her robe when I did her back. My mother lets out cute small moans as I massage her hands, rubbing my fingers across her palm and knuckles, releasing the tension in her joints.
I finally move on to her legs, the pair of creamy long things had been trying to grab my attention the whole time as I massaged my mothers upper half. I start with the calfs massaging them well before moving onto my mothers feet repeating what I did on her hands.
Once I have finished there I head back up to my mothers thighs, starting from the bottom. However, once I get about half way up the thigh I run into my mothers robe. I take liberties and push it further and further up as I work up.
This slowly reveals to me my mother's plump ass and pussy. I begin to massage the inner side of my mothers thighs rubbing my hand up the inside all the way up to the groin stopping right next to her pussy before sliding up and away from it. Each one of these passes made my mother moan and I could see her pussy and asshole clench after each time. Her pussy made quite sounds as I could already see the strings of liquid between her flaps being stretched and loosed with each clench. My mother slowly began to push her legs apart ever so slightly subconsciously as I did this, letting me see more and more. I eventually stop before moving on to my mothers ass massaging each side well.
At this point my mothers robe had been pushed up well beyond her ass, onto her lower back, however she doesn't seem to realize anything as I have been specifically using my skill to keep her just on the edge of climax that I seem to intuitively know how to do through my skill.
I slowly massage back down her thighs slowly bringing her robe back down to where it should be. As I massage my moms thighs I decide that I had been keeping my mother on edge long enough and with my will, my blessing sends a shock of extreme pleasure to my mother. Bringing my mother to an explosive climax.
At this my mother's jaw clenches shut and her whole body bows a little as her butt is pushed up into the air as if the whole time I had been winding up a spring which I had just all released at once. Her pussy squirts a little while this happens.
My mothers body after a few seconds calms down falling back down to the bed. My mothers is laying there with a face of pure ecstasy and doesn't seem to have any strength to move her body at all.
I give my mother a kiss on her forehead, which she isn't even able to respond to, still in a world of pleasure after her climax, before leaving the room.
Later at dinner my mother decides to have it in her room because she says she feels fatigued, something my father just accepts and eats not even going to see what is wrong with his wife.For the next week I stay busy. I read my books, practice my elemental magic, and I start to do a little exercise in the morning such as little running and some push-ups and crunches.
I also give my mother a massage after lunch everyday. For the first 3 days my mother would dance around asking and I would in the end say I would do it on my own to get her to finally acknowledge her want, however as the week went on she got more and more sure of herself and asked for the massage herself with no help on the seventh day.
During the massages I always keep my mother on the edge of finishing for the full duration of the massage before finishing her off at the end, letting her feel the full amount of pleasure to keep her mind off of what she is doing.
My mother is always wearing something while we do it whether it be a robe or a full set a clothes, so I make sure to each day to throw out a few casual remarks about how it can be difficult to give a massage through clothes and it would feel better on bare skin. I had also found a few books in the library that had descriptions of massages using oil and I leave them places my mother might see them and ask about them, to which I can describe what happens in them.
I had also received word that my French teacher would be arriving on the 26th while the Russian teacher will arrive on the 29th. I had already gotten word that my French teacher was a woman who had attended Beauxbatons while my Russian teacher had actually gone to Koldovstoretz, and not Durmstrang but I just needed to learn the language nothing else.
(I had a few comments about this, how Durmstrang isn't a Russian school and such. Yes I know, or rather I know it's never said explicitly that it is a Russian school.
Durmstrang' true location is never given in the books or movies and it is only said that it is in North Eastern Europe. It accepts students from many countries and actually the language in canon used at the school is English, but to me this seemed to not really make sense so I changed it, and decided on Russian)Laying in my bed it was late at night. On the tips of my fingers danced a green flame. I had found it easy to control all the elements but I always felt the best when controlling fire.
That day while I had been massaging my mother I had a thought. With my new massage skill I used my will to control the pleasure of the massage. My blessing would give the perfect amount of pleasure based on my subconscious will and only for larger movements or decisions was it controlled by my conscious thoughts.
However I had thought about how I controlled my elements in a very similar way as they seemed to dance and sway around where I wanted them before I gave them an order.
As if on cue the green flames dancing in between my fingers transformed into the image of a snake and coiled around my middle finger. It looked around and tasted the air.
I was not currently consciously controlling it, I had given the command for it to act like a snake and then from there my subconscious controlled it to act like how I thought snakes should act.
Not wanting to exhaust myself the green flame snake transform back into a stream of flame dancing between my fingers. I decided to extinguish my flame and relax in bed.
I had such thoughts since for the last week I felt like my ability and extent of my control of my elements had increased as my massage skill improved. Was it just me getting better at use my elements naturally, was my blessing somehow directly affecting my ability to control my magic, or was it a none direct connection based on the fact that controlling my massages on a conscious and subconscious level so often made me better at doing the same with my magic.
I didn't know, but all I knew was that I was happy with my explosive growth in skill..
12 Relative
I stood in the entrance way of the manor. Standing next to me was my mother and father. We were all standing here like this because today my French teacher would be arriving.
I couldn't help but look weirdly at my father, he had specifically taken time off to be here for the arrival of my French teacher, something he didn't even do for Snape. I couldn't help but start to get interested in who my teacher was, so far my parents had only told me she had attended Beauxbatons which I had though was enough since I hadn't thought that I needed to know more.
Bringing me out of my thoughts a knock comes from the front door. My father opens the door to reveal a young witch in a long dark red coat and matching hat, she has long jet black hair and an attractive face.
When she sees my mother she immediately walks toward her, past my father who was holding the door.
"Narcissa, it's so good to see you again" she says with a French accent.
"It's good to see you again also Amelia"
After a long hug the French witch, know as Amelia, finally turns back towards my father giving him a polite greeting showing that she was obviously closer with my mother. After greeting both my parents my mother introduces me to her.
"Draco, this is Amelia Rosier, my cousin, so your first cousin once removed"
"Oh please Narcissa. Just call me aunt Amelia dear" she says as she looks me up and down, "Ah, you certainly get your looks from your mother, that's good" she said smoothly although I can see a small twitch in my fathers smile.
"Thank you aunt Amelia" I said will trying to hold back a smirk at my father's misfortune.
"Ehem, why don't we all make our way to the dining room for lunch" my father said trying to keep his dignity.
Over the course of lunch I learned many things about Amelia. She was 23 and from France, something that caused me initial confusion since while the Rosier family was originally from France they had moved to England long ago and were one of the sacred 28. Soon however it was explained, Amelia herself was actually the daughter of Vinda Rosier the loyal follower of Grindelwald who settled in France after his capture.
She decided to move back to England now since her mother had died a few years back, however she didn't have the best relationship with the other side of the Rosier family so she came here since her and my mother had often seen each other growing up, and were good friends.
What made me so interested in her however was her connection with Grindelwald, her mother had been his most loyal follower and he no doubt taught her a few things and she most likely also has some of his personal affects, all things that would now be in the possession of Amelia.
I took a look at the luggage she had brought, in total she brought 8 trunks, a large amount, even more so with expansion charms and such that increased the size of space inside. I had many that doubled or even tripled the size inside.
Of her luggage 6 she asked to be brought to her room in the manor by the house elf's however the last two her kept with herself. For what reason I didn't know, even my parents looked a little confused when she told the house elf's not to bring the two up.
Soon however we would get our answers when we moved from the dining room to the sitting room and the two trunks floated behind Amelia.
"Draco, I know you will be heading off to school next year so I brought a gift for you" she says as one of the trunks floating near her moves towards me.
I grab it out of the air and look towards Amelia in a confused way. Was my gift inside the trunk, was the trunk the gift itself. I decide to just undo the latches and see for myself.
As the trunk pops opens instead of seeing the usual expansed space I was met with a set of stairs inside the trunk. I could only look at Amelia dumby, any trunk with a space charm strong enough to need stairs was extremely valuable, even my family only had one which my father owned.
She chuckled at my dumb look, "don't worry my mother… liberated… many valuable items from her time, letting such a thing sit around makes no sense.
I couldn't help but have a look of understanding come over my face. So while the Nazis were "liberating" valuables from the Jews, Grindelwald's follows we're doing to the same with countless muggles and blood traitors, many of which could have been extremely wealthy.
This is most likely why my father was here, he collected many dark artifacts and items. Actually much of the time he spent at "work" was actually spent doing this. I couldn't help but pity my father, if he truly thought he would be able to easily get some item from her just because she was young he was in for a rough ride. Just looking at her I instinctively knew she was no idiot.
But deciding the fate of my father wasn't my problem I returned my attention back to my gift. Did I feel bad that I had an item that used to belong to a family that was probably brutally murdered… not at all, of course. I'm a Malfoy and a Black if I felt bad about owning things that use to belong to others I might as well go throw up all the food I just ate and then shoot myself, or whatever the magical equivalent is.
"Thank you so much Aunt Amelia" I said with a genuine smile, I liked her. Of course I was still careful, her mother had been an extremely dangerous and manipulative witch.
She then went on to give a gift to my mother and father which was a pendant for my mother and a nice quill pen for my father. She also gave me a few books she would be using to teach me French, although now knowing who she was I wanted to try and get her to teach me some magic also.
I had already surmised from her discussions with my parents that she was a blood supremest, even more so than my parents, something she no doubt picked up from her own mother.
This fact actually made me happy since I enjoyed them the most. Not in the way you might think thought, many of them were terrible people that you wouldn't want to be friends with. The reason I enjoy them however is the fact that they are easy to deal with. With a blood supremest I knew right away a topic I could use to bond with them and in conjunction control them, or at the very least give them a reason to not brutally murder me. With someone else they could have any number of things I would have to watch out for and none of them would likely have such a fanatical affect as blood supremacy.
The fact that she was a beautiful woman made it even easier, well for me it does at least. I couldn't help but start to get excited at all the benefits my new teacher could bring me.
Later that day I saw my father very frustrated. He had been trying to butter up Amelia at every turn while asking about some of the things she came into possession of. To this she seemed to respond perfectly always finding a way to dismiss his questions in a polite way, referring to the items as, 'just little things,' for which my father would probably strangle anyone else.
The next day I had an enjoyable study session with Amelia where I showed a remarkable ability to learn that impressed her. I didn't yet bring up her teaching me anything about magic or showing me the things she had since we still were at the start of our relationship and didn't really know each other yet. She would also probably believe it was my father that put me up to asking her which would make her think less of me for being someone else's pawn, even if that someone was my father.
I couldn't help but form some expectations about my Russian teacher.Unfortunately, three days later I was disappointed to find out my Russian teacher normal. Well normal for a Russian, he was a big hair man that laughed a lot and offered me a shot of vodka on our first lesson saying it would help with pronunciation.
(Yes I am keeping to my word about Durmstrang being a Russian speaking school and for all you guys complaining about it you can keep doing so because I really couldn't give a flying fuck, like bro it's a fanfic of course it's not gonna 100% follow the original especially when its a point that was never specified in the original, I thought that was common sense, but then again some of you guys act like you were dropped on your heads as kids so I guess I can't be too hard on you. Anyway end of rant, I need to write the next chapter instead of paying attention in my communications class that I have an A in even though I mute every lecture because it's stupid and easy..)
13 Clothes are optional
"Good, very good Draco" Amelia says after I just finished an assignment from her to read a paragraph, she wrote, out loud and then rewrite it in French and English.
It was October 10th, and Amelia had been teaching me for 2 weeks now. Since she lived in the house with me we were loose about classes and just planned it around when we both had time or even just practiced it while the day went by.
My Russian class on the other hand was every Wednesday and Friday for a few hours in the morning, this meant it was coming along slower than French, although I didn't mind much since I was still learning faster than a Chinese kid locked in their room by their parents.
I had also become pretty good friends with Amelia, well as good as a 10 year old and 23 year old can be friends. She was impressed by my ability to learn and we had a mutual dislike for my father.
This resulted in us often talking about subjects not related to class and we even had a few inside jokes from things that happened in study sessions that my parents would never get.
I still decided to put off asking her for anything as that's exactly why she didn't like my father very much who at this point had only now stopped pestering her about dark artifacts and such things.
I talked to Amelia for a few minutes about various things before leaving, we decided that our study session was over for the day.
I made my way to the library where I found my mother reading. I approached her as I normally would but as I got closer I noticed the book she was reading. It was the book I had left out on massage. I also noticed that she was currently on the page with my bookmark, which detailed the advantages of massages on bare skin opposed to through clothing.
She seemed very absorbed in the reading and I could see a slight blush on her face. Whether it was from the reading or her own imagination I didn't know but I had read the book and while some may describe it as slightly obscene it was nothing major.
Coming up behind the chair she was sitting in I placed my hands on her shoulders, "hello mother"
She jumped a little after being brought out of her thoughts. She quickly closed the book as if she was in trouble.
"Oh, hello honey, you scared me" she said in an awkward way realizing she reacted strangely.
"Hello mom" I said in my happy childish voice, choosing to ignore the strange reaction my mother had to make her feel more at ease. "What are you reading?"
"Oh this, um… just the massage book you were interested in"
"Oh yeah, it's really interesting, don't you think"
"Yes… very, interesting" she said in a long drawn out way while staring at the book.
"So, you said you wanted me to give you a massage after my classes this morning, right"
I can see her expressions drift for a second showing that she was still caught up staring at the book in thought, however, at the mention of her massage she finally comes too.
"Yes! Let's go now" she says in a happy voice.
Yep she's completely addicted to this.
A few minutes later I find myself sitting on her bed. My mother had said she wanted to take a shower before the massage so I was currently waiting.
Luckily it seemed my mother was looking forward to her massage and I only had to wait a short 5 minutes before I heard the door opening.
Looking up I see my mother standing in her robe. Her wet blond hair framing her flushed face from the warm shower. However I also noticed that her robe isn't tied in the front as she usually does and instead she is holding it closed with her arms. She approaches me as I sit on the bed staring at her.
"Draco, that book said it's easier to massage someone without clothes, right" she says while not being able to completely look me straight on in her embarrassment.
"Yes I did read that, I have been wanting to try it but haven't gotten a chance"
"Then, " she says before grabbing each edge of the front of her robe. She takes a deep breath and I hear her mutter under her breath, "this is just to make it easier for him, yes just to help him" which seems to be the last push needed before she fully pulls back the robe revealing her body to me.
The first thing I see is her pair of beautiful breasts that are large but well shaped and not saggy at all, each with a dark nipple in the middle. As her robe continues to slide off her back and down her arms and body, more is revealed to me. Her curvy soft sides ending with her wider hips. Her long pale legs and between them I can see a bit of her pussy that is mostly being hidden between her closed legs.
My eyes roam up and down observing her whole body, which she seems to notice since after a few seconds of standing there completely naked in front of her son she finally moves her hand to cover crotch and the other arm covers her nipples and breasts. She also turns her head to the side while blushing even more deeply. This doesn't help her as now she somehow looks even more attractive.
I had honestly thought that getting to this point would take a little more work since unlike most young children the children of pure blooded families were exposed to the idea of sex and the relationships between men and women at an early age, at least on an introductory level that is. This is because in the past it wasn't strange for children of families to get engaged at the age of 13 or even younger, and although those traditions have changed the teaching has not.
This meant that my mother willing exposed herself to her son knowing that I knew the implications of a woman showing her body to a man and that such things shouldn't be done between a mother and son.
I of course didn't bring this up. But instead gestured for my mother to get on the bed. She followed my gesture and crawled onto the bed, giving me a nice view of her ass with her pussy and asshole with beads of water still present from the shower as she did so.
The massage started as usual with her on her stomach. I massaged her back and arms as usual with the the exception of being able to directly massage her back. I could tells she felt more pleasure from this however unlike the previous times I had massaged her and she had gone into a semi comatose state while I did so this time she would often compliment something I did and seemed to be forcing herself to remain in control.
This made it hard when I moved on to her legs as I would often take major liberties here without her taking much notice. It was hard to resist as I had full view of her ass and in the crack her asshole and pussy were put on full display, I wanted nothing more than to play with her but I knew I could scare her, I had already taken a lot of courage from her to do the massage naked.
So I talked with my mother as I massaged. I asked her how she felt, and if the lack of clothes was making the massage better, but eventually I realized playing coy would get me no where and I should simply take the risk.
So as I did this I worked my hands up from her upper thighs to her butt. She was sitting up a little on her elbows and looking over her shoulder at me doing this, yet she said nothing to stop me, simply trying to hold back her moans.
She then looked up at my face as I did this and I returned the gaze. As we looked into each other's eyes one of my hands that had been massaging her butt slide down between her legs and I pinched the lips of her pussy between two of my fingers.
I watched her face go slack for a moment as she let of a deep moan before she became a little more use to the new added pleasure and managed to regain her composure.
She looked at me again, "Draco, haaa , you can't do that, mhhhh , to mommy, it's wrong" she says but her intermixed moans makes her argument less that assertive.
"What do you mean mom, I'm just trying my best to make my mother feel good, that's the point of a massage, right" I say while smiling.
She stares back at me for a few moments, moaning as my fingers continue to rub the sides of her pussy. In the end though she seems to fold, nodding she says, "yes this is just part of the massage, the massage, it's just to make me feel good, so this is fine" she says out loud but it feels more like it was for herself than for me.
Hearing what she said I move my middle finger which meets with the soft wet middle of her lower lips and massages between them as my other two fingers continue to pinch the outside of them.
To this my mother again let's a deep moan and turns back forward pushing her face into her pillows.
Seeing her resistance end I push my middle finger fully inside her. The soft warm walls of her pussy wrap around my finger and the muffled moans I can hear from my mother pillow grow louder.
My other hand spreads her cheeks to let me see my finger sliding in and out of my mother. I can also see my mothers butthole flexing with each one of my finger's thrusts. I move my thumb over her asshole and rub it along the edge of it.
"Hmmmm Draco not, Ahh thereee" she says but starts moaning even more as my finger massages the outside of her asshole.
I ignore what my mother says and continue to trust my finger in her pussy while I massaging her asshole, eventually adding a second finger to her pussy as well.
My mother at this point is moaning constantly and has finished a few times so I stop and pull my fingers out of her. Her whole body relaxes at the stop but I can see her pussy still open and flexing as if asking for more, and her hips spasm every few seconds.
Of course I'm not true done, "mom please roll on to your back"
She turns her head towards me, our eyes meet and I can see a slightly glazed look in her eyes but in the end she listens and rolls onto her back.
Her boobs immediately draw my attention and I can see the hard dark nipple in the middle of both. I then also notice how her stomach and front side of her thighs are wet from all the juices that her pussy released.
I start massaging her front however this time I'm not as shy and as I massage the whole of her front my hands will often tease her boobs and pussy and massage them for a second. This seems to drive my mother mad and after a few minutes of this treatment she ends up using her own hand to massage her pussy and the other to play with her nipple as she stares at me. I continue the massage but return her look and eventually can't help myself from bringing my face to hers and kissing her on the lips.
This seems to surprise her for a second but she then returns the kiss aggressively and I can feel the movement of her hand buried in her pussy quicken. I also move my hand that had been massaging her stomach to her pussy and I grab her hand and make her finger herself even more, Once I do this her kiss becomes even more aggressive until eventually her cums.
I end our kiss with this but move my mouth to her ear, "I love you mother, I will do anything you wish to please you" then as if to show her I shove my fingers into her pussy again, "anything you wish"
She cums again from me saying this.
"Yes!! I love you too Draco" she says before wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me onto another kiss.
I don't know if she was doing all this just in the heat of the moment or if she really meant it but I was unafraid knowing, I already had her wrapped around my finger.
My only regret was that my dick was still small and not working so I couldn't fuck her..
14 Knockturn Alley
It had been nearly a whole week since the heated night with my mother. I had been afraid that something like before would happen where my mother became against our massages but instead the opposite happened. She would enthusiastically strip down in front of me when it was time for our massages and during the massage was very open about how much she enjoyed it.
I didn't know why my mother was so open and I could only assume she had come to terms with the fact that she enjoyed it and there was nothing she could do about it.
Unfortunately however we didn't get to have our massage session yesterday since my mother had been invited by a friend of hers to spend the weekend out at the White Cliffs of Dover, I had also been invited but I had seen them in my last life and while they were definitely breathtaking so was the workings of magic, which I would rather spend my time on. Amelia also said she had seen them before so she said she would stay home with me. My father on the other hand had been trying to make some shady deal to get his hands on a dark artifact so he would be away for a few days.
This left me alone at home with Amelia, well and the house elves but they all were an extremely skittish bunch courtesy of my father's treatment of them.
Yesterday me and Amelia had decided to spend most of them day talking in French while playing a few games and then sat in the library reading. However now today I don't think either of us was up for another boring day like that. It was simply too uneventful to do two days in a row.
So when we were finishing breakfast I recommend we go shopping which Amelia seemed to like. So we used the flow network to reach Diagon Alley where we walked around window shopping before we got lunch. After we finished lunch we continued to shop, but then Amelia stopped which nearly made me fall down. I looked up at her and noticed she was looking down a side Alley that was dark, I knew this was Knockturn Alley.
"I haven't been here since I was little" she said in a nostalgic way. "Let's go take a look" after which she started to pull me down the dark alley way.
I could only look at her like an insane person, Knockturn Alley wasn't some happy go lucky place that you explored just for the fun of it unless you were powerful.
Although then again I assume Amelia is a powerful wizard although I have never actually explicitly seen her perform any powerful magic I had enough evidence to give me confidence. I also had to admit I had wanted to visit the place as well knowing the amount of things that could be found here but had never been taken by my parents.
Soon we were walking through the dark and grimy streets of Knockturn Alley. Amelia looked with a disgusted face at her surroundings and the dirty people who followed us with blank and sometime nefarious looks.
"This place wasn't like this when I was a little girl, I don't know what happened"
I could only shake my head at this, before Knockturn Alley while shady had been a place where many people visited so it had been kept to a certain degree of cleanliness and order.
Unfortunately that changed after the fall of Voldemort and the practice of dark arts became such a frowned upon thing that it became nearly illegal or even actually illegal in some cases. This led to the upkeep of Knockturn Alley stopping and in turn caused its current state.
That is something many forget, when you outlaw something you are also giving up the ability to regulate it and set standards. Which can be seen during prohibition in the US and the war on drugs. During prohibition the people making alcohol illegally often didn't follow safety standards which led to many people dying and after the war on drugs the drugs being smuggled into countries became more concentrated so they could get more money for the same volume which in turn also led to many people overdosing due to taking their regular volume when it actually had more in it.
Of course making things illegal isn't bad just politicians are stupid and the people that vote for them are brain dead.
Coming back from my mind rant however I notice that some men are following Amelia and me. I also notice other men turning off when they see us. I pull on Amelia's sleeve to get her attention but she just gives me a pat on the shoulder, did she already know?
Soon we turned a corner only to find 3 men in front of us blocking the way. The two men behind us also stop and block our way.
The man in the middle in front of us looks Amelia up and down, "damn doll, good looking aren't ya, why don't you come with us and have some fun"
Amelia's face scrunches up in disgust, "Say that again and I'll rip your tongue out"
"Oh feisty, they all start out that way but you'll loosen up after some potions"
"You would need potions to get a girl wouldn't you" I can't help but let out.
His gaze moves from Amelia to me, "I'd watch what you say boy. Pretty one aren't you, I'm sure I could find a buyer for you so don't think your getting away either"
Amelia seems to have heard enough and seems to tense up for a moment before the frown on her face grows even more.
"You set up a anti apparition jinx"
He claps, "good job, 5 points to Slytherin"
"I don't think you want to do this, my father is Lucius Malfoy"
This seems to get a little response from a few of the men but the leader stands firm.
"Oh how scary, unfortunately" he gestures around us, "there doesn't seem to be anyone around to tell your father what we have done to you. And while your pretty little last name might matter here it won't do anything for you when we sell you off…" he doesn't get to finish however as Amelia draws her wand.
"Avada Kedavra" she says as a green bolt of light leaves her wand and flies towards the man who manages to dodge, however the man behind him isn't so lucky and is squarely hit in the chest by the curse.
The men are stunned for a second at Amelia's wiliness to use an unforgiving curse before they also start hurling curses at her. Amelia shows her skill by holding out but with the four against one and the fact they are on both sides forces her to be defensive. This balance holds up for a few dozen seconds however a bombarda maxima from one of the men makes the wall near us explode making Amelia defend herself from the flying fragments.
I on the other hand am not so lucky as my light body is thrown a few yards through the air, where I land heavily on the ground.
"Loid, Gretch, grab the boy" the leader of the men says to the two men on the other side who I was thrown towards.
Seeing the men start to approach me Amelia try's to stop them but the men on the other side increase their offensive which manages to keep her occupied long enough for the men to close in on me.
At this point I know I need to do something, I had wanted to keep my ability to perform elemental magic as a trump card but I also wasn't like other stupid people that won't use a trump card even when it was needed.
Now nearly back on my feet the men are only an arms length from me, both trying to grab me, not expecting any resistance from a child.
A whip of green fire quickly forms in my hand. The appearance of this fire startles the two men who pause a moment at the sight of it. I use this time to whip the flame whip at one of the men, the whip wraps around his head burning his face and head very badly. He screams as his eyes and nose melt and his hair goes up in flames.
I don't stop however, letting go of the end of the whip that I had been holding, it turns into the head of a snake and strikes at the second man biting his neck. I can see the veins and arteries in his neck light up as the snake injects fire as if it was venom into him. The capillaries in his eyes and nose break from the superheated blood and he bleeds from his nose and eyes as he scratches at his neck to try and get the fire out of his veins. He tried to scream but the fire had already destroyed his windpipe and soon his brain as his own blood cooks him alive.
The horrific scene is seen by both Amelia and the two other men who all pause at the brutality. Luckily Amelia recovers quicker and using the distraction quickly hits both men with the killing curse ending the battle.
I can't help but to look at the two men on the ground. One is dead as you can get while the other is on the ground still screaming as he holds his burned and melted face. I form another whip of flame which quickly forms into a snake once again and bites the man on the neck several times. Seconds later he dies as well.
I look other at Amelia to see what she was doing. She is walking towards me in a hurried way, her face looks concerned and confused. She grabs my hand and drags me away.
"We need to leave now Draco" she says.
Nearly 20 yards down the alleyway we finally leave the confines of the anti apparition charm showing how weak it was. Amelia quickly apparates with me back to the Malfoy Manor.
This was my first time apparating since it's dangerous to apparate with children since their unstable magic can interfere with the spell. Luckily I have control of my magic and no such thing happens.
However, as soon as we arrive on the grounds of the manor which was as close as you can apparate to the manor I can't stop myself from vomiting.
I didn't know if it was from the apparition or the fact I had just killed not one but two men for the first time, and in such a horrible way.
I did not feel sad over the fact, they deserved to die and I can say with 100 percent certainty that if I could go back in time I would have done thing exactly the same and yet I couldn't stop this feeling in my stomach from forming that made me feel like I had done something wrong.
Amelia kneels next to me and starts to rub my back.
"My so sorry Draco, I'm so sorry. I should have never brought you in there" she says in a soft voice as she continues to rub my back. "You were very brave back there Draco, I'm very proud of you. I just hope you know you did nothing wrong, nothing at at" she says before pulling me into a hug ignoring the smell of vomit.
Pulled into the hug I can't stop myself from crying. I hadn't cried in a long time, I always tried to suppress my emotions as I had been raised to do in both lives as a man.
A few minutes later the fatigue of the day seems to catch up with me. Between walking so much, the stress of the following situation, and the use of magic. I drifted off to sleep as I cry into Amelia's shirt.(I'm very proud of this chapter for some reason)
15 Magic and shit
Author's Note: I found time after dinner, rejoice degenerates that you get a chapter, and suffer after you realize it's not a smut chapter.It had been a while since my trip to Knockturn alley with Amelia. Later that day I had asked her not to tell my parents about what had happened. My father probably wouldn't have cared that much, he actually probably would be proud of me. My mother was the problem however, I may have her wrapped around my finger when I came to the massages but I have no doubt that if she learned what had happened that day both my and Amelia would have been miserable.
Amelia also agreed, how could she not, her action of taking my to Knockturn alley had been very irresponsible considering she had not been there in a lot time and did not know how things worked, unlike my mother or father.
So the next day when my mother came home from her trip me and Amelia left out the part where we went to Knockturn alley and instead just talked about what we did in Diagon Alley.
A day later though I did see the story in the paper about the dead men. The paper talked about how the killing curse had been used and the fact that two of the men died in a extremely horrific way. However this story seemed to be purposely pushed to one of the more obscure pages, the ministry didn't want to deal with it and they were know criminals so no one really cared.
I read this story and was surprisingly fine. I felt no regret over what happened, I knew even before that event I would be willing to kill someone if I needed to, I even knew that in my last life. I had let myself be overwhelmed in the moment from the questions it brought to my mind, however I had either sorted those out by now, or had realized their answer didn't matter and the only thing that did matter was that I had killed those two men since I needed to, and that was all the reason I needed.
Even now I felt like I had become more ok with death in some way, as if seeing it first hand took away some of the impact of the idea. Their bodies had just lied on the ground broken and no longer working, just like any old toy or machine. It made me think about life, and how we work. In my last life I would have just said the human body was just a complicated machine perfected over millennia by evolution but was that the same now with magic. How does magic interact with the body. I know the soul is real in the Harry Potter universe, hell I had talked to the equivalent of two gods myself. Did those two men's souls go somewhere after I broke their physical body.
Somehow the idea of their souls still being intact left a bad taste in my mouth as if I didn't finish a job. Well hopefully there is a hell for them to go to, wait actually no, because I am 100 percent sure I would go to hell and that doesn't exactly sound fun, maybe I should go give a priest a load of money or 10 year old boy so he can forgive my sins or whatever weird shit religious people do.
However something had actually positive had come out of all this. My friendship with Amelia got better, it's weird how sharing a secret can bring two people together. Before we had been student and teacher with a good relationship. Now I could truly were friends and Amelia had come to tell me things about her family and her mother that I knew she hadn't told my mother or father.
She had also interested in my magic, she had complemented my ability to use magic at such a young age and without a wand however when I showed that I was actually only able to use elemental magic and to an almost instinctual level she was actually even more impressed.
So impressed that she wanted to tell my parents right away and spread the word of my ability.
Elemental magic was actually one of the more respectable form of magic, not the individual spells but instead a mastery of a entire element or elements. Even one of Dumbledore's achievements that made him an extremely great and powerful wizard was his mastery of several elements such as fire and water.
Of course Amelia didn't use him as an example but instead the master of her mother, Grindelwald. He had also been a master of elemental magic, some say to an even greater extent than Dumbledore.
However I managed to get her to promise me not to tell them, at least yet. I had actually already planned on showing my ability just closer to when I got my wand since I was afraid that the ministry would do some weird thing to the news of my ability.
Amelia found my worries funny saying that the ministry would have to be stupid to do anything to the Malfoy family to which I could only point of that the ministry was stupid. But she did make me see the benefits of releasing this information sooner since it would give me some minor fame which I knew could be useful in opening doors which would have been closed to me. In the end we agree that I will show everyone my ability on Christmas and in the meantime Amelia will help me progress and better control my magic with her knowledge.
Since then she had been often giving me advice on my magic and under her guidance in addition to my ability to now better control and think of ways of using my elemental magic I also became able to cast a few nonelemental magic spell like Lumos and Leviosa.
I tried other spells but I couldn't get them to work, but it wasn't like before. Before I felt like I didn't even know where to begin performing the magic, however now I felt like I knew how to do it but I was just miss the strength and ability to do so.
I brought this thought up to Amelia and she said that was normal. She said that unlike what some wizards and been taught, wands were not actually needed to cast magic and performing wandless magic while certainly an achievement was not some unheard of thing, even amount young wizards. A wand was a tool, just like any other. It helped amplify and direct the wizards magic.
A way to think of it was like digging. If someone asked you to dig a hole you would look for a shovel but if really needed you could still do it with your bare hands. The shovel would make it easier but it was still possible without.
Of course this is also why many wizards couldn't perform wandless magic, they simply didn't have the drive or ability to do so. I could tell someone to dig a hole, they would look for a shovel and when they didn't find one instead of digging with their hands they would instead just do nothing. It could also be that they didn't have the strength to dig with their bare hands which is the case among many young wizards as their magic simply isn't strong enough yet to perform magic without the amplification of their wand.
As for why I could cast some spells and not others was also tied into this. Some types of spells took more precision or power of the magic than you could get with your hand, a magic that was notorious for this was transfiguration which required dozens of years of practice to perform wandlessly. In more simple terms, I needed more practice to perform other spells.
She said that I should only do this however after I get a wand since wandless magic can be very dangerous because of it's unreliability and there were horror stories of people killing others or even themselves while performing otherwise harmless spells without the required practice. which caused the spell to go haywire.
There were also certain spells that never seemed to work when not cast by a wand. The most notable was the killing curse which had never been in recorded history been performed wandlessly.
I asked if I could still use my elemental magic after hearing about this. She said it should be fine since rather than it being a spell it seemed more like something my body was naturally able to do, which wasn't unheard of since there were a small number of people who were naturally born with an attainment to a certain magic, which gave them the ability closer to that of a magical creature rather than a wizard in that area of magic.
This load of new information had made my days pass quickly and I felt like I was learning or realizing something new everyday. I honestly thought I was leaning even more than with Snape. Of course that wasn't an entirely fair thing to say since I now had a complete blessing for knowledge that I was still working on then and also I had my elemental magic which I could use as a reference.
(This chapter is kinda an info dumb, but I didn't have much time after dinner ended so I just when with the easiest way of making a chapter.. I also actually feel like a lot of things in this chapter are good things for you guys to know moving forward)
16 Form
"Ahhh " my mother's moan range through the room as I massaged her.
I pulled my hand away which was now covered with the juices of my mother. As my hand passed over her ass I couldn't help but give her a good smack which caused her to let out another moan and a small squirt to come from her dripping pussy.
As I admiring my mother's dripping pussy I am suddenly grabbed and pulled onto my mother's body. My mother had wrapped her arms around me not letting me get away before kissing my lips.
It was not an innocent kiss at all, our tongues intertwined and my mother pressed her body against mine while she hips rubbed against me.
She had been getting even more aggressive with things like this the last few days. It had become less of a massage and more of my mother and I making love.
Feeling pleased with my mother I send my hand between her legs again increasing the speed of the movement of my fingers and my blessing reacts as well providing more pleasure.
My mothers face contorts in pleasure as I do this to the point her eyes roll back and her body shakes and spasms as she cums over and over.
After several minutes of torturing my mother with the pleasure I stop. Her entire body lays powerlessly on the bed twitching once in a while, her face still showing pure pleasure.
Looking down at my mothers naked body laying on her bed I start to feel something growing in my pants. It's still small, but I guess for my age you could say it's large.
I am wondering if I should try and use it even if it's still small but before I can do anything the air around me freezes and the background sounds disappear.
"Well done my little cutie" I hear a lustful voice say.
Turning around I find a dark hair pale skinned woman in skimpy clothing.
"Hello Lust"
"Congratulations on completing it"
"What?"
"My blessing, you just completed the 100th massage" she said after walking towards me and looking at my mother laying on the bed.
Checking my system sure enough Lusts blessing read 100/100.
"Damn I had lost track since I haven't been looking often"
"Then are you ready to give me my massage" Lust asks me.
I am confused for a second before remembering what she had told me back when I had burned myself.
"Sure, where do you want to do it" I say as I gesture around the room.
She chuckles at this before simply clapping her hands. The next instant I find myself in a different place. A large bedroom with luxurious furnishings centered around a large bed that you could fit 10 people on.
"Is this your room"
"Yep it's where I go when I want to feel more earthy" she says while looking proud.
"It… nice"
"What's with the pause" she said while puffing out her cheeks.
"Nothing, nothing, just expected like a sex dungeon or something from you"
"I am a refined lady" she says while still pouting before adding under her breath, "and I don't have anyone to use it on anyway"
I can't help but admit she is cute when she pouts even if it doesn't really fit her image.
I can't help but let out a laugh. She immediately turns to me with a mad look, "what are you laughing at"
Raising both my hands in defense, "it was just a cough, just a cough" she still is giving me an upset look, "hem, why don't we move on to the massage" I try and defuse the situation.
"Yes let's" she says with a smile, showing she never was really that mad.
I watch as Lust walks towards the bed and as she walks she takes off what little clothing she is wearing. And although she back is towards me I can see the sides of her large pale breasts and her firm smooth butt. Her beautiful appearance looked unnatural to the eye as the normal imperfections normally on the human body were not present only a perfectly shaped and smooth body.
I find myself being unable to tear my eyes away from her body and I can feel my rationale leaving me. My penis which had only recently started being able to get hard was trying to escape from my pants. I can only press it down with my hand, I breath in and out to regain my composure while closing my eyes. I may be a lustful man but I am not one to let myself loose all thought in the face of a pretty face, I like to always be in control.
By the time I calm myself down and open my eyes I find Lust sitting on the edge of the bed facing me with her legs crossed. Her full breasts now on full display to me. She is giving me an approving look.
"Most men would have lost their minds in the face of my nude body, it seems I was not wrong in picking you" she continues to look me up and down before laying back on to the bed, "come"
I am lost for a moment, she really changes her emotions and personality too often. I can never guess whether she will act like a spoiled little girl, a lustful woman, or a wise old man.
Sighing I simply walk towards the bed where Lust is laying on her back smiling up at me. I can't help but be drawn to her even now. She is perfect in every way and my imagination flashes with all the things I want to do to her.
I bring my thoughts back from my imagination however and instead focus on the massage. I know I need to use my blessing to its fullest capacity to please her.
I climb onto the bed straddling Lusts legs between mine as my hands come down on her stomach. I press into her skin as I move my hands in circular motions.
Lust breathes out heatedly beneath me as she takes in the pleasure she never has before. My hands continue to move over her body as I focus on the massage.
My hands massage around her breasts teasing her before sliding over them teasing her nipples as my hands move across them.
As I do this she moans out maybe for the first time ever in true pleasure. In response I increase my pace hoping to bring her more pleasure.
My hands sail over her stomach, sides, breasts, shoulders, neck. As my hands come to her throat I apply pressure as I bring my face down and kiss her lips.
Lust is lost in the pleasure which was a totally foreign feeling to her even though she should be the one most knowledgeable on the subject. As my kiss comes down she can't help but reciprocate, her head clouded and her actions become less and less in her control.
"You aren't much different from others once you get a taste of your own medicine" I can't help but say as I pull away from the kiss feeling more confident about myself after seeing her in this state.
She does not return one of her normal responses but instead shows me a look of lust as her eyes begging for more.
I am of course pleased to give her this and I stop teasing her and move one of my hands which had been choking her down between her legs. I find she is already extremely wet. Her pussy is soft my fingers can easily find her clit which I pinch and rub.
Lust in response squirms beneath me as her body brings her pleasure.
Finally after teasing her I push a finger inside her. The walls of her pussy are soft and grip my finger and try's to draw my in deeper unlike any normal woman's pussy.
I proceed to push my fingers in and out of Lust as I watch her get lost further and further in her pleasure.
Watching her I can already tell she overestimated herself most likely never believing she herself would be so weak to pleasure.
I turn her over so she is laying on her front. I continue my massage that is nothing like a normal massage.
Lust is ass up face down on her bed as I finger her pussy and massage her asshole. She cums and squirts multiple times as I continue to assault her body with my hands.
I find my self being lost in pleasuring her and before I know it my entire body feels tired. I do not know how long I have being doing this but Lust looks totally broken.
I take my tired body and lay on the bed next to her. Giving the lustful goddess a kiss I find myself being unable to remain awake.I wake up feeling smothered. For a second I am scared before I realized the feeling smothering me is a pair of breasts.
Pushing myself away I find Lust awake and laying next to me, although I think she was on top before I pushed her off.
"Lust what are you doing, are you trying to kill me with those things"
"I doubt you would mind" she says again back in her matter of the fact way, "and I was just trying to wake you up, don't most men want to be woken up in this way"
I can't help but look at her weird, I had been surprised by her lustful look while I massaged her but now she is back to her usual self as if nothing happened.
Seeing me not answering her she stands up and walks a few steps.
"Well as per our agreement I will tell you your form"
I am still confused over her change but I find myself being unable to compare normal logic with a goddess, "ok"
"your form was most heavily related to your rebirth and then by the influence of Pride. So your form is that of an arcane pheonix" she says although I can see her look a little upset when she points out that it was not influenced much by her.
Arcane pheonix? I try and think of the magical creatures I know and cannot match the name with anything, well other than a regular pheonix that is.
"I have no clue what that is"
"Sigh, no you wouldn't probably, the arcane pheonix is a type of pheonix known for being the forbearer of the elements. It is a mythical creature much greater is power than anything present in a fragile world like the one you are currently in. It is the true ancestor of all pheonixs and is know for being one of the most prideful creatures in existence, maybe only out done by Pride himself and a few other beings."
I stare dumbly at Lust, what I just heard makes both total sense and no sense at all. I understand that the pheonix is a bird of rebirth and I was reincarnated so I guess that makes sense. And if this creature is as prideful as Lust says I guess as a person with the Blessing of Pride himself I would gain a creature that was also prideful I had just guessed it would be a animal present in the Harry Potter world and not something else.
Seeing my confusion Lust sighs and claps her hands. In front of me a creature appears, it doesn't look totally real, more like a projection. It is large, the size of an elephant or a small dragon. It looks like a large bird, it looks elegant but fearsome. It's smooth feathers radiate with every color of the rainbow. Down its spin runs a trail of flame from its head to its tail. To either side of the main tail is a separate tail ending in a peacock feather. From its face around its eyes come large long whiskers.
I can't help but feel disbelief and pride that this is my animagus form. It isn't what I was expecting, I had actually been expecting a dragon or snake considering my name is literally Draco which comes from the word drake. But something inside me feels a connection with the image in front of me.
"Hem, seeing that we have concluded our agreement I think we are done"
"Oh, um sure" I say before remembering something, "wait, what about my next blessing"
She seems caught off guard by this before answering, "I haven't thought about it, now you can go back" she pauses for a second, "don't tell anyone about what I did"
Before I can even respond I am sent back to mothers room. I can only sigh at her weirdness.
I decide to straighten out my mothers body which is still frozen in pleasure from earlier before heading to my room.
Little did I know back in Lust's room she I on her bed smelling the sheets where I had been laying.
She had actually woken up quite a bit before me however it took a while for her to regain her composure.
Even though she was the sin of lust she had never actually experienced it herself and she was caught completely off guard. She had become addicted to it just from the first taste and her body acted as if it had found something it had always missed.
Even as she was explaining the animagus form she had to hold herself back and nearly lost her composure toward the end only being saved by sending me away quickly..
17 Christmas break
Author's notes: sorry for the delay I have been super busy… ok I'm actually lying I have been playing the new halo nonstop, but now I'm diamond on ranked so I can slow down cause it's gonna be a grind to onyx.Time moved quickly after that day with Lust. I had spent it learning about magic and spending time with Amelia and my mother.
I had actually had one interesting thing happen however. The day after I gave Lust her massage I was about to give my mother her massage for the day. However before I could even approach my mother who was laying naked on the bed time froze again. Lust stood there looking conflicted.
She puffed out her cheeks and spoke in a fast fashion, "Your virginity is mine, so don't you dare give it to anyone else"
Before I could even react she disappeared and time started to flow again. I was confused as all hell and was only brought from my thoughts when my mother called to me wondering why I was just standing there.
I didn't know why Lust was acting so weird all of the sudden, if she wanted to take someone's virginity that was one thing, I could understand that, although I had done it in my last life and could definitely say it isn't actually that fun when the girl is the virgin.
But was I even a virgin really, sure in this life I was physically but not mentally, well I'm fine with it, not like I want her to do it with someone else.
In the end I decided that I would probably never fully understand how these weird gods worked, she acted like a jealous girl but also pushed me to have more partners as well.
Unfortunately since then I had no word from Lust or Pride, I really wished they would be more proactive about these blessings but then again I really shouldn't be too surprised, I'm not narcissistic enough to think that I am the top of two gods priorities.
Coming back to the present however I was standing on platform 9 and 3/4 with Amelia and my mother. We were waiting for my sisters who were on their way home for Christmas break.
About 10 minutes go by before we see the red stream engine pulling into the station. This is followed but a flood of children of all ages coming off the train. Luckily my sisters two bobbing blonde heads are easy to see in the crowd, although something felt different this year and I couldn't place my finger on it quite yet.
It was only when we got closer that I noticed what it was. I was the same height as Emma. I hadn't noticed how much I had been growing since everyone was taller than me at home but now I realized I had been growing a lot.
My sister also seemed to notice, she immediately ignored the normal greetings and instead asked our mother to see who was actually taller. Both my mother and Amelia off to the side chuckled at this childish behavior while Sarah just stood there looking confused since I had been taller than her for a while.
My mother said that we could check at home. My sister agreed and continued to tell me that she was definitely still taller than me as we walked back to the floo system.
While we walked my sisters were also introduced to Amelia. They both were very interested in her and Sarah bombarded her with all kinds of questions. Emma was still pouting a little but I could tell she was also listening to Amelia's responses.
When we reached home my mother used a magical measuring tape to quickly take our heights.
Much to the disbelief of Emma however she was only 160.5cm (5'3" ish) while I was 162cm (5'3.7" ish). My sister looked both upset and confused, her little brother wasn't her "little" brother anymore.
The rest of the day went by and Amelia, mother, and I had a few laughs at Emma's expense while Sarah seemed confused why Emma was so upset by it.
The time past by quickly with my sisters home especially Sarah who somehow managed to make the whole house more lively, which was quite a feat considering it's size.
Emma wouldn't do anything with me for the first two days still upset but on the third day I managed to get her alone in the back of the library where we were hidden by book shelves.
I hugged her from behind and massaged her body through her clothes. Feeling up her body I could tell that even though she didn't gain much in height she had definitely gotten more full in her breasts and butt.
I played with her for a while until I heard someone enter the library. I quickly pull my hands away from her and straighten out her clothing.
Looking at her face she is still very flushed and is giving me a look asking me to continue totally forgetting why she had been ignoring me for these days.
Ignoring her look I pick out two books from the shelves and hand one to my sister who takes it. I then walk back towards the front of the library holding the book acting normal. Turning one of the corners I see who had entered the library, Sarah.
My sister is looking around the library probably looking for me and Emma. Once's she sees me she skips over and stops in front of me and Emma.
"I have been looking for you two everywhere" she says while pushing out her cheeks.
"Sorry Sarah, me and Emma were looking for book" I say
Emma hearing this turns her head away and her blush which had been fading away comes back and I can't help but be happy the person who came in was Sarah and not Amelia or mother.
Me and Emma are standing side by side as Sarah is in front of us telling us why she had been looking for us.
I can't help my evil thoughts control me however so even as a nice smile remains on my face as I listen to Sarah, my arm moves and I place a hand on the small of Emma's back.
I can feel a shiver run through her body as I do this. I slide my hand down her back over her ass. I grab some of the material of her thigh long skirt and start to pull it up bit by bit in the back.
The whole time Emma try's to remain straight faced to not distract Sarah who is currently very absorbed in telling us her story.
Soon her skirt in the back is fully pulled up showing her ass and her white panties. I slide my hand between her ass as my hands caress her pussy and ass through her panties.
After a few passes my fingers push her panties to the side a little just enough for me to push two fingers in her pussy. She is already breaking her straight face, her blush spreading further on her face as she bring a hand to cover her mouth a little which she tries to make look natural.
I continue to push my fingers in and out of her as Sarah in front of us stands cluelessly talking.
Soon Sarah seems to finish all the things she had wanted to say, most of which just entered one ear and went out the other.
"So do you two want to go play" she said seeming to be bored of talking and now wanted to play.
"Sure Sarah, why don't to let me and Emma put these books away and meet us in the sitting room" I say with a smile as Emma to my side I can tell is reaching her climax"
"Ok" Sarah says in a happy way before skipping away.
As soon as Sarah is out of the room Emma pushes herself against me as I now use both hands to grab her ass as my other hand continues to trust into her pussy, the books our hands had been holding drop to the floor forgotten. Our lips meet and we passionately kiss.
Knowing she is close my fingers in her pussy pick up pace. Her moans come faster. Something she is not ready for however is when my thumb is pushed into her asshole.
She cums on the spot as I feel a squirt of liquid on my hand and the muscles of her ass constrict on my thumb.
I don't let up and continue to thrust into her pussy and asshole making her cum over and over as she leans on me for support as her legs start to give out.
After many organisms I finally pull my fingers out of her. My sister is still like jello and I am convinced if I let go of her she would fall to the floor.
I set her down on a chair to rest. And cast a cleaning spell I knew on my hands. I then put the books that were on the ground. As I am about to leave I lean down next to my sister.
"I will see you in my room later"
I then walk away to play with Sarah while planning my speech why Emma isn't joining us..
18 Approaching School
The winter break went by fast with so many people in the house to keep me busy. I spent my days reading, playing with my sisters, and talking with my mother and Amelia. My nights were spent giving my mother a massage before heading back to my room to relax with Emma.
This continued up until Christmas. On this day me and Amelia had talked about how I should inform the rest of my family about my skill in magic.
In the end I ended up using my magic to light all the candles at the table which would of course normally been lit by the house elves. This obviously had caught my family off guard, even my father.
I then demonstrated the rest of my magical ability under their questioning. My mother seemed proud but bugged me about how I should be careful with my magic as she almost immediately connected my fire magic with the burn that happened. My sisters were jealous of me, especially considering even the nonelemental spells I learned are slightly above Sarah's level and close to the same as Emma's level. My father actually was the one that seemed to only take happiness from this situation and nothing else.
Then as I expected from my father the next week after my sisters returned back to Hogwarts there was an article in the paper about the Malfoy family's son and his amazing ability in magic. I was happy about this, it would give me a good image that would allow me to control or at least keep in line all those little Slytherin shit heads when I got to school.
There was one thing I did find interesting and that was where the article was placed in the paper. They had been an article before about me, which was basically Lucius bragging about our pure blood looks. Such a stupid topic however had somehow made it to the front page of the paper. This article however that was talking about my ability in magic, a much more important thing, had been tucked away in a back page.
I could immediately tell this was due to politics and the reason this article was so obscured was most likely due to Dumbledore's meddling. Letting one of your political opponents brag about his sons looks wasn't worth your time, however letting your political opponent brag about his sons ability in magic, in particular element magic which was very destructive, was definitely something you wanted to shut up.
The pure bloods rallied around Voldemort because of his magical skill even when he was a half blood, what would they do if the same skill was given to a pure blood.
This obviously could cause problems for me with Dumbledore and his supporters, however I knew Dumbledores biggest fault, he was passive. Like, to a stupid degree.
In the books he had been passive in both the case of Grindelwald and Voldemort and let the situation get out of hand. He missed his best chance when Voldemort was weak to take care of him and instead chose to grow Harry Potter instead.
He was a true believer in prophecies which was stupid. Prophecies show just one of the many possibilities of what could happen and since the person the prophecy pertained to would act in accordance with the prophecy, it would come true most often. There are still many records of prophecies that never came true, sometimes even to such an extent the opposite happens instead.
However, even with all this doubt in what Dumbledore would do I still had to do something that I had been putting off for a while, occlumency. I had been putting it off for a simple reason, I found other magic more interesting. There was also some things I wanted to know before I practiced occlumency as well of course since any type of magic could go wrong without the proper preparation, especially one that changed your mind in such a drastic way like occlumency.
I spent the next 5 months working on my occlumency. It was by far the most difficult magic I had tried to learn up to this point. In theory it actually made mostly sense, however, once you went to put it into practice you had to do things that you actually had no idea how to do. The only thing I could compare it to was like someone asking you to flex a muscle you had no idea you even had before. Your brain simply didn't know what signals to send.
I struggled over this phase for quite a while and actually it was the most difficult and time consuming part of it. However about 3 months in I finally started getting a hold on how to mentally defend my mind against magical intrusionI, I don't want to even begin to imagine how long it would have taken without my blessing.
The problem was that I was still not a very good occlumence and only at the beginner level. A level that I had absolutely no confidence could stop Dumbledore.
So instead of focusing all my attention on improving my overall defense I directed some of my attention instead to hiding certain memories.
The thing about mind reading was that the person getting their mind read wanted to hide things important to them or thing they were guilty of and therefore those were most often the memories that came to mind first. This gave the legitimance exactly what they wanted.
So now that I had to ability to realize when someone was trying to read my mind, I now wanted to be able to hide the memories I most wanted hidden.
The most crude, but effective way of doing this was to basically flood your mind with useless memories with the use of magical aided technique whenever someone tried to read your memories. Such a thing immediately told the Legitimance that you knew of their attack and that you had something to hide, but unless you gave them a huge amount of time to shift through your useless memories and find the important ones, it still was an effective way of hiding your memories.
This way was unfortunately the only way I currently believed I had enough time to get to a respectable level before school started, I had simply spent too much time on other endeavors, some more important than others.
Non the less however by the end of the 5th month I had achieved my goal. This couldn't have been better timing as well since the school year at Hogwarts was coming to a close and soon I would be going there as well.I woke up with a stream of sunlight hitting my face through the drapes covering my window.
The day seemed like any other however it was special, well special to me.
It was my birthday and the first anniversary of the day I regained my memories. It was also my eleventh birthday meaning I could go to Hogwarts next term.
I thought about all I had accomplished this last year and couldn't help but be proud of it even if I had a few regrets where I knew I could have done more, however I knew I was only human and no amount of regret will let me do it over again.
I got out of bed and got ready before heading downstairs. I had breakfast with my mother, Amelia, and father who actually took the day off for my birthday, something he had never done for my sisters showing his preference towards me as his heir.
The day went by casually however, my parents had wanted to through a party and invited a few pure blood families, however I asked them to not since I would rather just spend the day quietly with family. I received a few gifts and got letters from my two sisters who were still at Hogwarts. We then had a nice dinner and a larger than usual dessert.
My mother decided to not ask for a massage today considering it was my birthday so now I was laying in my bed reading a book on other ways to protect your mind since unlike what I thought before coming into this world occlumency wasn't just one spell but instead a large collection of techniques and you picked and chose which to use based on your skill and knowledge. I was doing this until time froze.
Looking up I found Pride standing there looking like his usual self.
"Still alive it seems, about as much I can ask from a mortal I suppose" he said while giving me a disapproving look.
"Very astute there captain obvious"
He scoffs at my response obviously not even caring about the insult of such an insignificant being.
"You will be doing something for me" he says carrying on the conversation.
"Cool, what's it this time"
"I want you to kill your father" he say with a totally straight face.
I nearly dropped the book I had been reading on my face when heard this before finally sitting up in my bed.
"Why?"
"Do I really need to spell it out for you, your father is a extremely Prideful person and yet in the future he would so easily break, it's disgusting. There is also your own inadequacies on the subject of killing" he says while looking off into the distance as if he could see Lucius's disheveled appearance right now.
His reason didn't amuse me however, as much as Lucius was a dickhead and I wouldn't mourn him even if he died he was more useful to me alive than dead, at least for now. He was a shield for the family, a shield I planned to only throw away when it would be most valuable to me or when he got too annoying.
"I can't do that, at least not anytime soon" I said much to the disappointment of Pride.
"Tsk, why did I expect anything more from a lowly mortal. Fine I will change it, slightly, kill 20 people for me. However, I will only give you half of your next blessing after doing this, for the rest you will need to kill your father, I do not liked to be refused" he says before the time around me resumes.
However, before even a second passes the time around me freezes again. In front of me now I Lust who looks around my room.
"I see your guys meeting went well"
"Yep, it went just dandy" I said while I massaged my temples wondering why gods had to be so god damn annoying.
While I do this Lust crawls onto the bed. I stop massaging my temples to watch her start to crawl on top of me. As she moves up her hands feel up different parts of my body like my stomach and arms.
As we come face to face she speaks, "you have developed nicely in this year haven't you". Then as if to prove her point her hand grabs my pants which held my dick which had become erect at some point.
My mind swirled with thoughts as suddenly my focus was split between my problem with Pride and Lust in front of me.
"I suppose I have, haven't I" I say nearly as a filler as I wait for Lust's next move.
She nearly purred under my gaze before she slide her body down mine bringing her face in front of my crotch.
Her hands moved to undo my pants buttons.
When she gets them undone see looks back up towards my face and as our faces meet her hands pull down my pants showing my dick.
It's hard and although it's only around 5 inches long currently due to my young age. I have to say I am a little unhappy with my current smaller size but I reminded myself that I was young and that it would grow most likely even larger than it was in my last life.
My mind is brought from my thoughts as Lust wraps one hand around the shaft of my dick. She strokes it for a little before kissing the top with her lips.
Her does this a few times before she puts it in her mouth. I immediately feel the warmth of her lips wrapped around my shaft moving up and down.
At first she stays shallow and only goes down a few inches however as she gets more used to the act she pushes my dick further and further in to her mouth until her lips are hitting the base and my crotch is wet with her saliva and spit.
Lust looks like she is in heaven as my dick hits the back of her throat. I can see one of her hands down between her legs playing with herself.
This lasts around a dozen minutes before the feeling is too much for me and I can hold it back. I fill Lusts mouth with my cum.
As I do this Lust tightens her lips around my dick not wanting any of my cum to get out. As a few spurts of cum I am done and Lust pulls her lips off my dick keeping my cum in her mouth.
She opens her mouth letting me see the puddle of cum resting on her tongue before she closes her mouth again and swallows. She opens her mouth to show her now empty mouth.
I didn't really care if she had swallowed it or not, filling a girls mouth with cum was just as much fun as covering their face with it.
"Congratulations on your first blowjob of this life" she says while smiling looking very happy with herself, "but now it's time for a different first time"
After saying this she stands back up and removes her clothes, I decide to also pull off my shirt and pants while she is doing this although I make sure to watch as she pulls down her panties making sure to give me a eye full of her pussy and ass as she bends over.
Even with her small amount of clothes I manage to finish before her so stand up and come up behind her.
As she finishes taking her clothes off I run my hands over her naked body massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples.
She is already moaning from me doing this so once she is completely naked I pushed her over the edge of the bed with her butt facing me.
My hands spread her butt cheeks letting me see her already wet pussy and asshole. I run my hand over her pussy finding her clit with i pinch two fingers before massaging in small circular motions.
I consider more foreplay besides this but I can already tell she is ready and I had been waiting a full year with no sex.
My hand runs the tip up and down her pussy a few times teasing her which causes her to try and push her hips back to make me impale her as soon as possible but I also back up as she does this not letting her control the flow.
I then push into her pussy on my own. I can feel her tightness pressing on all the sides of my dick. She is warm and wet inside letting my dick slid into her.
Unlike other girls first time Lust seems to not feel any pain and looks lost with the feeling of my dick inside her.
I stay still for a little letting her get use to my dick instead before I start to pump my hips in and out of her.
Lust let's out a small moan every time my hips hit her ass pushing my full length into her. I start to pick up the pace of my movements making her moans come faster and faster.
I grab her arms pulling her upper body up off the edge of the bed pulling back on her arms to push my dick further into her.
With ever pump I can see Lust's face becoming more and more lewd as she begins to get lost in the pleasure.
This continues on until Lust let's out a louder moan and I feel her pussy clench harder on my dick.
I continue to pump into her as she cums for a few seconds before flipping her over into a missionary position. I then continue to fuck her pussy slamming my dick as deep as I can as my hands play with her breasts and I kiss her.
This continues on and on with both of us finishing multiple times. By the end I Lust is laying face down on the bed, her legs spread and cum leaking from her pussy. I hadn't bothered pulling out, I doubted I could get a god pregnant but even if I could it wouldn't really cause me much issue since she was a god, unlike if I got my mother or sisters pregnant.
I decide I lay with Lust on the bed as I have been the one moving the whole time and am quite tired.
She seems to come out of her daze a little when I lay down next to her. She looks over at me, her rolls her body over so she is half laying on top of me and we are face to face.
"That was excellent Draco" she said before giving me a light kiss and then laying her head in my chest.
I am still tired so I just lay there as my body parts one by one start screaming at me in exhaustion after my adrenaline comes down..
19 Fuck the chapter title, I'm back.
Titties… ok now that I have your attention, welcome the fuck back motherfuckers. I have been gone for… too long. Now I could blame it on finals and the fact I got 3 feet of snow and lost power but really it was mostly the fact EFT had a wipe, also fuck twitch drops, gay as fuck, gave me like 3 beef stew and even my legendary gave me a 5.56 MDR, like I don't want that shit.
Anyway enough me taking about my first world problems welcome back to the story, imma try and not be a bitch and actually stay on it but we will see. Also if this chapter is a little lower quality then before I apologize, I'm getting back into it and I literally had to reread my own story to remember where I was so ya.
End of bitch boy's rant*Me and Lust both laid in bed for a few minutes catching our breath and relaxing after our, 'cough' exercise routine.
My body felt about the same as it would after a workout, although all things considered it was actually a workout.
Lust however then sat up in bed as if realizing how long we had been there doing nothing.
She sighed before turning to look at me, "unfortunately I have responsibilities to take care of so we must wrap up our meeting here"
I wondered what kind of responsibilities a god could actually have that required their time but I decided not to question it considering that I really didn't give a fuck.
Lust continues talking, "With the time we do have left I will tell you the other reason I came to see you"
"Alright" I answer still laying on the bed with exhaustion, I swear one day I'll have sex and make the girl do all the work, fuck that complaining shit about being on top.
"I wanted to give you your next blessing"
I perked up a little at this despite my exhaustion, I had just been a little annoyed with how long it would take to get Prides Blessing so it was good I had one from Lust instead to work on.
"Ok what do I need to do to get it then"
She looks at me in an amused way, "why, didn't you just do it"
I take a moment to realize she meant giving her my virginity, I didn't really think of that as I did her some great favor, I thought of it more as an equal exchange, especially considering she also gave me her virginity. In the end though I decided to not look a gift horse in the mouth and simply go with it.
"I guess that is true, what's the blessing then?" I ask while wondering what my next blessing would be.
"Just check yourself" she says with a quirked eyebrow and a grin.
I give her a little scowl, how was I supposed to know it would already in the system, I don't control this stuff..
Name: Draco Malfoy
Titles: Blessed of Pride, Blessed of Lust, Blessed of the Arcane Phoenix
Blessings of Pride:
Appearance of Pride: Blessed one gains a physical appearance worthy of being one who represents Pride.
Status: applied
Pride in knowledge: Blessed one gains the ability to remember and understand new things to a much higher degree as to not bring shame on Pride.
Status: applied
Favor for Pride:
Part 1: Kill 20 people (0/20)
Part 2: Kill Lucius Malfoy (0/1)
Blessings of Lust:
Massage of Lust: Blessed one gains the ability to pleasure any being through massage (Blessed one's massage will automatically give the amount of pleasure the blessed one wants it to within the range of the skill).
Status: applied
Loyalty of Lust:
Effect 1: Blessed one gains the natural ability to inspire a level of control of lust in women he has had sexual intercourse with.
Effect 2: The women the Blessed one sleeps with do not find other males besides the blessed one sexually attractive. This happens gradually over a ten day period after the first time having intercourse with the woman.
Effected Women:
Lust.
Reading my new blessing I can't help but give Lust a weird look.
"What you don't like it?" She says as she sees my looks
"Oh no, I like it, but, it works on you also?"
She has a shocked face for a few seconds before she begins to blush, "I, I let it affect me, so, so don't get any ideas"
I can't help but giving her a look after she says that, bitch really went from, 'only I can have your virginity' too 'not only am I only yours but I want you to get other women as well,' women in a nutshell.
She falters a little under my gaze, "I, I need to go" she says before disappearing as time returns to normal.
I can only sigh at this, it's weird to spend so much time doing something only to find it being the same time after it ends.
I decide to just head to bed and not worry about it anymore.The next day went by as one might expect. My father went back to work while my mother, Amelia, and I stayed home together.
Amelia and I spent a lot of time talking about magic as I would soon be going to Hogwarts.
Soon evening approached as the sky darkened. I found myself once again in my mothers room at the same time as usual. I ask my mother to lay face down on the bed.
We hadn't actually done this in a while and recently we would often start kissing and gridding against each other's bodies as I massaged her. This time however was different.
My mother seemed confused for a second by my request but in the end lays down on the bed anyway.
Looking down at her naked body laying face down on the bed I can see her smooth back and plump ass.
I press a hand on either side of her ass and spread it to see my pussy and asshole. She is already wet in anticipation.
I use one of my hands to massage my mothers pussy. In response my mother moans and pushed her ass up more into the air giving me a better view.
As I do this my other hand left her ass to start messing with my own pants. Trying to take them off with one hand was difficult but in the end I got them off.
My dick came out of my pants hard and ready. That's right, tonight I would finally be having sex with my mother. I wanted to do it purely for the pleasure but also to test my new blessing. I didn't want her getting so horny while I was at school that she fucked my dad or someone else and if it really did allow me to control a women's lust then that would be great, I liked playing with my mom and any women for that matter but it was getting time consuming and when I realized just how much time over these months had been just spent on this and not my studies of magic I was honestly horrified.
With my dick now out I was wondering how I wanted to do it. My mother still hadn't realized what I was planning and I had no intention of warning her, I wanted to see the shock on her face when I put it in.
As my finger continued to massage my mothers pussy my other hand guided my dick to the entrance.
Pulling my hand back from her pussy I let her sit there for a second suddenly left without the pleasure of my touch before I pushed my hips forward.
My dick easily slid into her soaking wet pussy. Her body jointed as I went balls deep into her.
I don't move for a moment as I was keen to see my mother's reaction to what I had done.
I am not let down, my mother looks back at me with a surprised and confused look, "Draco!? What are you doing"
"I'm simply enjoying our time together as we always do" I say with a smirk.
"This isn't the same, what if I got pregnant" she says in a slightly panicked tone.
"Then you would have my child mother" i say.
I see she opening her mouth to give a rebuttal but I start thrusting into her before she can say anything.
I continue to push my dick in and out of my mother as I watch her mouth continue to remain open no longer able to speak but rather simply choke out moans of pleasure.
As I continue to fuck my mother I lean forward, "tell me you are not enjoying this and I will stop and we will never do this again," I say knowing my mother is far too long gone to ever give up on doing such things with me.
I continue to fuck my mother as I wait for her words which seems difficult for her as she can barely start a phrase before it is broken by a moan.
Since she cannot speak I simply continue to slam my hips down onto my mothers ass as my dick glides in and out of her pussy dripping with her juices that seems to be flowing none stop from her pussy.
Soon enough the pleasure is too much for my young body and I cum. I don't bother pulling out letting my cum flow into my mother.
I honestly don't care if she gets pregnant since my family could easily play it off although then Pride's request wouldn't be the only think pushing me to kill my father.
I pull out my dick from her pussy. As I do this I can see her pussy slowly tighten back up pushing a little of my cum out as it does this.
The scene of my mother laying face down on the bed panting with her ass up in the air with cum dripping from her pussy is almost enough to make me want to go again but my limp young dick doesn't seem particularly interested.
"So mother, you never answered my question"
Her slowly lifts her face from the sheets of the bed to look at me.
"Draco" she says in a pleading way as if asking me to not make her say such a thing.
"Mother our relationship is already long past normal, I'm just asking if you enjoyed your son fucking you" I say with a smile as my hands massage my mothers ass making her moan more and her pussy clenches pushing more of my cum out.
She regains herself enough however the next moment however to speak in a low voice, "I enjoyed it"
Slap*
I bring my hand down on her ass, "I couldn't hear you mother" I say before bringing my hand down on her ass again.
"I liked my son fucking me" she cry's out as I slap her ass.
I smile and crawl up to the bed towards her, "good" I say before I begin to kiss my mother.
We continue to play with each other's bodies before falling asleep together..
20 Sister Play
Since the day I had slept with my mother I had been trying to use my time as effectively as possible.
This started with using my new blessing to control my mother's urges limiting her on how often she got horny.
This freed up a few hours every day extra for me to study and practice. I mostly focused on subjects they did not teach at Hogwarts since trying to learn subjects I would be forced to spend time learning later anyway was a waist especially since I had already gained the basics of those subjects meaning I could impress my teachers and with my blessing, I should remain ahead and continue to hold a position above other students.
Of course, I still would often have fun with my mother when I felt like it or when despite my blessing limiting her desires she came to me wanting sex, or even just a massage.
Soon however it was the day my sisters returned from Hogwarts. It went as other years before it, finding the bobbing blonde hair in the crowd, dealing with Emma's friends who seemed a little more interested in me than they had been last year, and Sarah's new friends who were much less talkative and less interested in a boy like me. Then we returned home as we all talked about things as a family like how Sarah's first year at Hogwarts or how they did on their exams.
Dinner that night was a little more extravagant than normal and more cheerful especially when my father sent an owl saying he would be gone for a week visiting a "business partner" which was his code word for someone with a dark magic artifact he wanted.
After dinner, I was laying in bed when my door flew open. I expected Emma as she had not gotten any… attention… from me in a while but instead, it was Sarah in her PJ's
She quickly ran towards my bed and jumped up landing right on my legs which hurt quite a bit. Taking a second to let the pain settle I take a look at my sister who has an excited expression on her face. I don't get much longer however before she wraps her arms around me and rubs her cheek in my chest.
"I missed you Draco," she says in a cute pouty voice.
I place a hand on her head and start petting her hair, "what's gotten into you Sarah you saw me all day"
"Ya but everyone else was there also, I want you all for me," she said before pushing her head in harder into my chest as if that would get her closer to me.
I simply sigh and continue to pet her head as start to chat about things, mostly stuff about school that she didn't tell my mom including a few girls who had been mean to her and a boy who gave her a valentines gift who was normally mean to her, seems I have a few people I need to "chat" with when I get to school.
Soon however my sister's breathing relaxes and I realize she has fallen asleep will on top of me. I start wondering if I should just let her sit there before my door opens again this time showing Emma.
"I was wondering when she would fall asleep, I came by early but you two were talking so much I didn't want to come in," she says while looking at Sarah sleeping on my chest as she comes up to the side of my bed.
"That was proba…" I begin to say before I'm cut off by my sister kissing me deeply.
Our kiss lasts a few seconds before she pulls back, "you know I missed you too Draco," she says in a whisper.
"I missed you too Emma," I say before we begin kissing again.
When our lips part again I see my sister with slightly glazed eyes and rosy cheeks. Her hands move to her hips before her thumbs hook into her PJ bottoms and push them down to her mid-thigh. It's enough for me to see that she isn't wearing any panties and a long string of liquid leaking from her pussy that stuck to her bottoms.
I enjoy the sight before her hand grabs mine and pulls it towards her pussy.
"Sarah might hear us," I say as I look at her quickly to make sure she is still sleeping.
"I don't care, let her see," Emma says now grinding my hand against her pussy.
I give her a disappointed look before I sigh and push my fingers into her pussy making her moan out loud.
"Be quiet" I say making Emma quickly cover her mouth with her hands I continue to push my fingers into her.
I didn't really want to ruin Sarah's childhood… yet. I already was a little upset I ruined Emma's although my dick thought it was a great idea.
For the next five minutes, Emma stood next to my bed with her bottoms down as I continued to finger her while I lay on the bed with a sleeping Sarah on my chest.
I don't know exactly how many times Emma cam but I could tell it was a few before she finally let me stop. I was just happy that we didn't wake up Sarah but my expectations were thrown out the window when Emma pulled her bottoms all the way off throwing them on the grown before crawling onto my legs and started to try and pull my pants down.
"What do you think you are doing," I say using the arm that had just been fingering her to grab my pants since the other arm was trapped under Sarah and also asleep at this point.
"I want to make you feel good also," she says before using both hands to overpower my one hand, pulling my pants down and then pulling down my underwear as well. My dick whips out of my pants scaring her slightly as she flinches.
Recovering after a second she looks at it keenly, "So this is what it looks like hard," she says almost more interested in something new than horny... almost.
Not even five seconds pass before she is stroking my dick awkwardly with her hands trying to give me a handjob. I just sigh and just lay my head back and instinctively start to pat Sarah's head before realizing a second later it's still covered in Emma's pussy juice which is now in Sarah's hair.
It takes me a few minutes to realize my sister has no idea what she is doing and this would go on forever at this rate, "if you are going to do this you might as well actually do it," I say to her as I look over Sarah's head.
"Actually do it?" she says while giving me a confused look.
I decide to not clarify wanting to see what my sister would do. She spends a few seconds giving me a questioning look before her gaze focuses on my dick and then her own crotch where her pussy was still wet.
She blushes finally getting what I meant. She hesitates for while before lifting herself up and shuffling herself forward over my crotch before using her hand to line up my dick with her pussy.
She takes a deep breath before lowering her hips slowly pushing my dick into her pussy. I make no move to do anything letting her go at her own pace knowing it will probably be painful for her.
Soon the whole head is in her and she pauses making a pained expression. I get an idea so stop petting Sarah's head and instead begin to use my hand to start massaging her leg. When I do this she lets out a moan because of my blessing even if she still grimaces occasionally as the spikes of pain hit her.
Slowly Emma works her way down onto my dick and now has the whole shaft in her pussy. She waits for a little gathering herself before she begins to start to rock her body making my dick push and out of her.
At first, she makes small groans from pain mixed with moans from me massaging her thigh. I worry slightly about the noise waking Sarah but I decide to not be too hard on Emma considering what she is doing, if Sarah wakes up I can't really fix it.
As time passes she makes fewer and fewer pained expressions and is soon adamantly moving her hips while moaning. I am honestly impressed by how quickly she recovered.
As she rocks her hips back and forth I move my hand from her thigh to her pussy and I begin to rub her clit as she bounces on my dick. This only makes her moan loader and soon she cum squirting a little luckily missing Sarah.
Emma continues to sit on my dick for a few seconds while breathing heavily before recovering and getting off.
"Enjoy your first time," I say while smiling at her.
"Ah, yes, what about you," she says.
"Oh, um," I say awkwardly realizing I might have fucked up, I briefly consider lying but Emma seems to already have caught on and is glaring at me while sitting on the edge of the bed. Oh well, might as well rip this bandaid off now rather than later, at least for Emma that is.
"I have already done it once," I say while looking at Emma waiting for her response.
She looks surprised before turning away from me not saying anything. A while later I can hear some soft sniffling coming from her. I decide to not do anything, I am already grateful that she didn't storm out of the room or start yelling at me.
What feels like an eternity later I hear her voice as I see her using her sleeves to wipe tears from her face, "who was it with"
I pause for a little before responding, "mom"
This makes her turn around with a dumbfounded look, "you're joking right?"
I just shake my head in response.
"What about dad?"
I scoff, "that idiot doesn't know anything about what's going on with anyone in this family"
She lowers her head at this knowing it's all too true.
"We will be the only two though right?" she says with a hopeful expression.
I decide not to lie and just shake my head. This seems to break her spirit a little and another stretch of silence ensues as she just looks at the ground, however, I decide not to let her sit in her thoughts this time.
"come here," I say while gesturing with my free arm.
Although she still seems upset she leans into my embrace and rests her head on my chest opposite of Sarah. I just lay there with my two sisters, one asleep and the other teary-eyed.
The stillness however is disturbed by Emma turning her head and pressing her lips to mine. The kiss lasts a few seconds before she returns to resting her head on my chest.
"Just know this doesn't mean I'm happy, I just won't stop you," she says in a quite pouty voice.
I just give a hum in response before pausing, "do you want to sleep here tonight, with me and Sarah"
She looks back up towards me before nodding.
We continue to look at each other before I ruin the moment, "then can you pull up my pants and put on yours"
She huffs before letting up and glares at me while she pulls up my pants before laying back down beside me not putting on her own.
"Emma?"
"I'm not putting them back on because in the morning we are doing it again," she says while snuggling closer to me.
I open my mouth to argue but decide to just give up, "fine, but just pull the covers over you then at least"
"Why? Am I distracting you" she says before standing up before turning away from me and bending over while using her hands to spread her ass cheeks to show me her still wet pussy and asshole.
This view makes my dick hard again which had been left upset at not cumming earlier. In revenge, I take my fingers and again push them into her pussy before I start to quickly finger her sending her juices flying everywhere as she starts moaning.
It only takes a minute before she cums hard moaning louder than before enough to make Sarah stir in her sleep, however, she luckily doesn't wake up and only moves a little now pushing her head into the nook of my neck.
Pulling my fingers from Emma's pussy I go to wipe them on my sheets but before I can Emma has already turned around and is now kneeling beside the bed licking my fingers clean.
When she finishes cleaning my fingers she gives me an expectant look hoping she did well.
"Draco? You won't replace me if I do what you want right?" she says while looking at me in an expectant way.
I can't help but give an amused huff, "Emma, I would never give you up no matter what you did"
This seems to make her happy as she fidgets a little and smiles while looking at the floor.
"Now get back up here and go to bed, I think if we try anything more we are gonna wake up Sarah," I say.
Emma crawls onto the bed next to me and again snuggles up with me. I can see her eyes focus on Sarah who is soundly sleeping.
"Are you going to do it with her as well" she suddenly asks.
I'm a little surprised by the question by I can understand where it came from. "Ya, I will eventually"
Hearing this she also pushes her head into the nook of my neck before saying something that I am not able to hear since it is muffled.
"what was that Emma"
She pulls her head back to repeat what she said, "I said that you better be careful with her dummy," she says before grabbing the sheets which had been pushed to the end of the bed and covering the three of us.
"Now listen to your big sister and go to bed" she before burying her head in my neck again.
"You know I seem to remember someone being smaller than me now," I say only to be met with Emma hitting my chest.
I chuckle at this before giving both a kiss on the top of their heads and saying goodnight.
I gradually close my eyes only to be woken up what felt like the next moment by a yell of Sarah. I quickly look around the room only to see light coming through the crack in my drapes, it was already morning. Only now do I focus on what Sarah is saying.
"I wanted Draco all too myself," she says while pouting while talking to Emma.
"And you did have him all for yourself until you fell asleep that is," Emma says in a cool and calm way although I can see her arms clutching the blanket in case Sarah tried to do anything that would pull the blanket away.
I laugh at the two arguing which seems to alert both to the fact I was now awake.
Sarah is the first to react, "Draco, why did you let Emma sleep in here, it should have been just us" she says while whining.
"Draco can let anyone sleep in here if he wants, you can't tell him what to do," Emma says wanting to tease Sarah.
"What? No! He can't, he is all mine" Sarah says before she wraps her arms around my neck as if I would run away.
"All yours? Ohh, Sarah, do you have a crush on your own brother" Emma says enjoying the fact she got to make fun of Sarah even if she was actually guilty on these things as well.
This however makes Sarah blush deeply, "What, no, stupid Emma, I just love him a lot, that's all" She says quickly before turning away while crossing her arms and pouting.
I chuckle again, "hey Sarah," I say
"Ya!!" she says before turning around quickly.
I don't say anything but instead, just grab both Sarah's cheeks with my hands before kissing her right on the lips quickly.
When I stop I enjoy the shocked face on both Sarah's and Emma's faces while giving myself an imaginary pat on the back for finding a way to mess with them both at the same time.
Quickly recovering Sarah hides her face in the sheets while making some squealing noises while Emma gives me a slightly grumpy look until I motion her over too. She happily comes closer before we kiss although this kiss is much longer than what I did with Sarah and no one would mistake it for a joke, including Sarah who lifted her head at the sound of Emma moving.
When Emma and I end out kiss several seconds later we both look over to see the shocked look on Sarah's face, we both can't help but start laughing.
"That's not fair you kissed her longer" Sarah yells.
"Oh really? Then do you want another kiss" I say in a mocking way?
"Oh um well, I don't want one, but um, it's just so it's fair, ya just so it's fair," she says while fidgeting.
"Mhh sure, sure," I say before opening my arms toward her inviting her over.
She quickly jumped into my arms and we had a short hug before she pulled back and we kissed again. At first, I planned on keeping it short but I quickly let my sadistic side take over and I am overcome by the desire to lead my young sister into a passionate kiss.
First I begin to push my face harder into the soft kiss before I wrap my arms around my sister's back not letting her get away. Soon nearly a whole two dozen seconds had passed and I finally release my sister from the kiss. She pants for air and her cheeks are so red they look like they might catch fire.
"Did you enjoy that?" I ask
She tries to hide her face for a few seconds but then looks back at me before shyly nodding her head.
"Hmm, good, now go back to your room and get ready for breakfast," I say making start to move before I grab her arm stopping her, "and don't anyone about this, this a secret between just you and me ok," I say ignoring Emma who was also in the room.
It seems the idea of us having a secret makes her happy because she smiles happily and just a quick nod before running out of the rooms.
I relax for a second before speaking up, "you're lucky she didn't notice you" I say to Emma before looking over at her as she stuffed one of her hands down below the sheets between her legs and had a face full of pleasure.
"What?!? No um, I just forgot I didn't have any pants on" she says while quickly pulling her hand out from under the sheets.
"Oh really"
"Yep"
"So you weren't masturbating to the sight of your little sister and brother kissing," I say with a grin.
She shows a panicked expression before seeing my face and relaxed realizing I already realized what she was doing, "You can't talk stupid, I think I remembered something about you not doing anything to her for a while or something like that"
"Hmm, what are you talking about, it was just a playful kiss, didn't mean anything," I say while making an innocent face.
"I'm not stupid Draco, and you better not let Sarah hear that because I think it meant a lot to her"
I just smile at this since I didn't actually ever expect her to believe me.
But it seems that Emma remembers why she wasn't wearing pants, to begin with, "Well then should we start, we don't have much time before breakfast" she says as she throws off the sheets revealing her dripping wet pussy.
I stand up and quickly take off my pants showing my erect dick before calling Emma over to the edge of the bed before I push her over the edge and push my dick in her pussy and begin to fuck her in doggy. Emma starts moaning like there is no tomorrow and I can only be happy the house is magically reinforced which also blocks most sound from leaving the room. I have to make it quick so I trust in and out of her quickly pounding her pussy over and over while my hand grips her ass cheek.
Soon we both cum although I have to pull out and cover her ass in my cum since it would be bad if she got pregnant. I really need to get condoms some way, or maybe there is a spell, I should find a book on it although I highly doubt Hogwarts has a book on such things so I will have to find it in my family library, but maybe it won't even be there either. Oh well I'm sure it exists since its an important thing for people who want to play around without the consequences, especially nobility..
21 Letter and Diagon Alley
Authors Note: I decided to speed up my plan I just get to Hogwarts faster so sorry if this chapter and probably the next seem a little fast-paced.
And I made a discord, don't really know how much I will use it, but some people wanted it.The weeks passed quickly since my sisters returned. I spent most of this time studying magic.
I worked more on my occlumency and improved my ability to flood my mind with useless thoughts while also starting to try and practice more facilitated ways of protecting my mind. I also did some self-study on dark arts that I was interested in since my time with Snape was always limited when he taught me the subject.
Finally, I looked for a spell to protect against pregnancy. I spent nearly 2 hours looking through books in darker corners of the library before I stumbled on a book talking about the history of noble families.
The book talked about a lot of useless stuff but it did talk about people, mostly women, from the Middle Ages and such who were killed for being unfaithful and how some used contraception spells to hide their adultery.
Well, it didn't tell me how to do it but it did tell me that they exist at least. With this new information, I redoubled my efforts but now looked towards books from the same time period as the history book talked about. I'm sure these spells still exist but sex was a much more open subject back then in many ways so hopefully, I could find a book that talked about it.
My bet paid off in the end as only a few hours later of looking and a few disruptions from Sarah wanting to play I found a book titled 'Everyday spells for noble ladies.' I skimmed over many spells as unfortunately it wasn't in alphabetical order and I was starting to give up on the book before between a page with spells to ease foot pain and a page with spells to make your farts smell like flowers I found a page on contraceptive spells.
The whole page was filled with different spells from spells that make a man infertile for a short period to spells that literally pushed all the semen out. The variety of spells was honestly impressive although many seem less than perfect considering my modern knowledge.
One of the spells even was just a fire spell with the directions to hold the flame under the man's balls for a few minutes before sex. That's not contraception that's torture. Slowly losing hope in these spells I instead focus on those that seem realistic and in the end decided on one spell that the book highly praised that even I had to admit was by far the most sensible solution. It was a simple spell that required a hand the caster to place their hand on the small of the stomach after sex before casting the spell with simply increased the temperature inside the woman just enough to kill and sperm inside.
I felt a little scared of using a spell I found on the same page as a ball-burning spell but in the end, I trust it and my own understanding of the roots used in the spell casting to not hurt the women. Honestly couldn't I just do this with my fire elemental magic as well.
I sigh as I realized I wasted hours of my day, with it now being late in the day, because I over complicated a problem, stupid magic making me think the solution has to be something special.
At this point, I'm a little frustrated with myself so I do what any guy does to relax. I walk to my mother's room, I don't bother knocking and just walk in. There inside is my mother who is busy fingering herself since my blessing instinctively increased how horny she was when I made the decision I wanted to sleep with her.
My mother looks surprised at my appearance but I don't bother with small talk and instead, I just walk over while pulling my pants don't before I stick my dick in her and start to fuck her to help myself let go of my frustration.
For the next 30 minutes, I fuck my mother without a care in the world before I finally finish letting out a breath while letting my frustrations slip away.
Yep, there really isn't a letting way to make your day better than sex… or ice cream, that's a close second.
I quickly remembered what I had been studying earlier however I had not practiced doing the spell, so instead I try and reproduce the effects with my elemental magic.
I press my hand against my mother's stomach, who was currently still recovering from my rough fuck, and use my fire elemental magic, not enough to make a flame but rather just warmth.
This act may seem underwhelming but many would find it difficult. Power was often the easier aspect of a spell with control being what was important. Something I had been forced to practice a lot with Snape and the dark arts as well with my elemental magic as it had become a bit of a habit to play with my elemental magic.
Soon I finish, I don't know for sure if it was effective but I am at least certain I didn't hurt my mother and considering how warm my mother's stomach is now I doubt any sperm could live.
"I need to go get ready for dinner mom, see you there," I say before leaving the room.
"You too darling," she says while panting as she lays splayed out on the bed.I wake up as normal, well normal for me, maybe not for someone else.
I wake up with Sarah in my bed holding onto my arm while sleeping and Emma on my other side sleeping with her arm over my chest.
Ever since the first day, they returned they had both been sleeping more and more often in my room, and at this point, they came almost every night.
I didn't mind too much, even if Emma and I had trouble doing anything with Sarah becoming more and more attached to me. I honestly was more starting to get excited for Hogwarts, as much as I didn't mind this I miss being able to stretch and spread out taking up my whole bed.
Wait, Hogwarts?
I suddenly have an itch in the back of my mind like there is something I forgot, but a quick look towards my nightstand where an enchanted perpetual calendar sits reminds me.
July 24th
The day Hogwarts letters arrive.
I quickly shake my sisters awake, something neither seems to appreciate shown by the fact I get a pillow to the face only moments later.
After apologizing and getting dressed we all head down to breakfast where mom and Amelia are sitting.
At each one of our spots at the table is a letter, the tan nearly peach-colored paper, and the dark red stamp makes it obvious what it is.
I can't help a little excitement rising up inside me. I had been practicing magic all this time and even visited kings cross and seen the actual train but for some reason receiving this letter felt a little more exciting to me.
I was going to attend Hogwarts, talk shit to Harry and Ron, fuck some bitches, and generally just fuck up the story however I pleased, because why not.
The letter read just as you would expect, a small note about how I was accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and that I was expecting to come to King's Cross station platform 9 and 3 quarters on September 1. It also outlines the materials and books I would need for my school year.
My sister's letters were similar, talking about formalities that need to be said every year in the letters as well as what they will need.
I quickly ask my mother if we can go to Diagon Alley today. She agrees but tells me to finish my food first.
After breakfast, we quickly got ready before going to Diagon Alley through the floor network. As soon as I step through the fire I am greeted with the hustle and bustle of Diagon Alley. It is even more packed than normal and everywhere I look I can spot children doing their shopping with their parents.
My mother starts to lead me and my sisters down the street, I am looking down at the letter with the list of things I will need..
First-year students will require:
Uniform:
Three Sets of Plain Work Robes (Black)
One Plain Pointed Hat (Black) for day wear
One Pair of Protective Gloves (dragon hide or similar)
One Winter Cloak (Black, silver fastenings)
Please note that all student's clothes should carry name tags at all times.
Books:
The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 1 by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble
Other Equipment:
1 Wand
1 Cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set of glass or crystal vials
1 telescope
1 set of brass scales
1 basic potions ingredients kit
Parchment
Quills
Inks
Students may also bring one of the following pets: Toad, cat, owl, rat, or pygmy puff.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS..
Hmm, the robes are obvious, hell even if I didn't need them there is no way my sisters wouldn't visit Madam Malkin's at least once since I know they get new uniforms every year.
The books are going to be a pain to carry, I should wait until the end for that. For the equipment, I have most of it already, but most important is the wand, I really want mine finally. I don't really need an animal, I like them but I don't plan on having a huge amount of free time to spend with it.
I'm in my thoughts while staring down at my list when suddenly my mom who was walking in front of me stops walking. Looking up I see that we are already in front of Madam Malkin's shop.
"Um mom, don't we need to go to Gringotts first," I say in a confused way.
"No, I withdrew money the other day while I did errands," she says while looking back at me before turning to Emma.
"Emma you are in charge, here is some money, get your robes, and then bring Draco to get his wand. I will go get all the books you need," she says while giving Emma a black velvet drawstring bag. My mother then walks off towards Flourish and Blotts leaving the three of us in front of Madam Malkin's.
"Well, we should go inside then we can go to Ollivanders for you Draco," Emma says before pushing the door open.
Sarah and I follow close behind into the store. Inside there are multiple parents sitting while their children are being measured for their robes.
My sisters and I have to wait a few minutes before it is our turn. Emma pushes me forward first to get measured since as she said, 'you are simpler,' which I can't help but agree with.
I walk up towards where Madam Malkin is waiting for me with her magic tape measure floating by her.
She doesn't even start with small talk and instead gets right down to asking me questions as her tape measure goes to work.
"Hogwarts robes darling?"
"Yes, Madam"
"Year?"
"First"
This makes her pause as she double-checks the measurements her tape measurer had taken, "Didn't know I was making clothes for weeds nowadays" she says under her breath.
"Sorry I didn't hear that"
"Oh nothing, what will the glove be made from?"
"Dragons hide"
"Buttons?"
"Silver"
"Name?"
"Draco Malfoy"
"Excellent, come by in a little while and they will be ready for you, you can pay then"
Walking back towards the waiting area I almost am in a daze, how was that so quick. I remember in my last life getting fitted suits often left my arms sore from holding them up to be measured, I'm impressed, that's what I call guy-friendly shopping.
I then have to wait for my sisters which takes much longer as they order more clothes than just their uniforms. The whole time I keep looking towards the doorway expecting Harry to come in like he did in the books but it never happens.
It makes sense since in the books he had to wait a few days to get his letter but in this universe, he doesn't even live with the Dursleys. Soon however my sisters are finished and we leave the store.
As we walk down Diagon Alley together towards Ollivanders my sisters argue, well Sarah argues while Emma just nods about how it's unfair that her breasts grew more than Sarah's. I plan a feed the flames but before I can we are already in front of Ollivanders, the black wood with stretched gold letters above the door that claimed to have been in business since 382 B.C. which I still call bullshit on.
Stepping through the doorway my sisters step off to the side while I walk towards the counter where a bell sat. Giving it a tap a man with hair going everywhere appears, when he sees me and my sisters he smiles widely which I find surprising considering my family's reputation and his loyalties.
Either way, he quickly walks out, "Ah the Malfoys, Emma Malfoy, Alder with unicorn hair, 25 centimeters long, and slightly bendy. Oh, and Sarah is back already, it was only last year you got your wand, Cedar with dragon heartstring, 22 centimeters long, and rigid. And finally, we complete the trio with Young Draco, I have heard many things about you, and so far at least some appear to be true" he says while giving my face a scan.
Ollivander quickly turns on his heel after he shows off his memory skills and heads for a shelf full of boxes and pulls a maroon box from the shelf before opening it and pulling out a wand which he disposits in my hand. I give it a small flick and a lamp across the room explodes sending glass flying.
"Lets, try something else," he says before taking the wand back and returning to the shelves. This repeats over and over and the store is starting to look more and more like a rage room. Finally however on my 19th wand, he finally brings me another wand. It is a handsome wand with light brown wood with streaks of dark veins. As he puts the wand in my hand the end lights with a flame which quickly grows into a small flaming phoenix that flaps its wings before quickly sputtering out.
"Well this wand certainly likes you young Draco, I would say it's a very special wand for a very special young man," Ollivander says while smiling.
"May I know what it's made from?" I ask as I roll the wand over in my hand examining it. It was around 30 centimeters in length and didn't have any bend to it
"The wood is acacia while the core is phoenix feather, these materials are very picky, the last time I sold one like it was over twenty years ago," he said with a joy that showed how much passion he had for the subject.
I continue to examine the wand before being pulled from my thoughts by the bell on the door ringing. I turn around to see my mother standing with three packages wrapped in paper and twine.
"Has he gotten his wand?" she asks as she looks around the store in its nearly destroyed state.
"Good morning Mrs. Malfoy, and yes he just found his wand," Ollivander said in a polite way.
After exchanging a few more pleasantries we pay and leave the store. We all head then to a few other stores getting a telescope, ink, parchment, as well as a few new nice quills. We then head back to Madam Malkin's to pick up our robes.
Once out shopping spree is finished we decide to go to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour to get some ice cream before heading home..
22 Platform 9
It's a very long chapter today, normally I keep it around 1500 words but this one is 3652 words long.Time moved quickly after I got my letter, filling my day with studying and trying to spend as much time with mom and Amelia. I even took out the broomstick that I had sitting in my closet that I had tried since I gained this body since I already had memories of using it and just flying it with no objective didn't seem like it would be that fun but when I tried it again to be ready for flying lessons at Hogwarts I realized that just the memories didn't do it justice.
Experiencing it at the moment was so much more exhilarating with the height and speed, with the cold air biting at my cheeks and nose, it reminding me of the few time I had gone snowboarding in my last life.
However with these busy days time passed in a flash and soon I was waking up on September 1st, the day I would go to Hogwarts for the first time. I sat up in bed only to realize there wasn't the normal light coming through the window instead it was dark with just the slightest hint of orange.
Giving the clock a look I see that it is only a little past 6 in the morning. Normally I wouldn't have gotten up for at least an hour or two. It seems even my body was excited for today.
Getting out of bed I stretch. I am a little happy neither of my sisters slept in my room last night since I like to get ready in peace. I quickly head to my bathroom to take a shower.
I spend my time in the shower enjoying the warm water before getting out and wrapping a towel around my waist while I use another to gently dry my hair and face.
The mirror in the room is covered in condensation making it nearly impossible to see myself I quickly use my elemental magic to wick the water away. What remains in the mirror is a young man, me. My hair looks slightly darker than usual due to being damp.
I watch some beads of water group together on my chest before becoming heavy enough to roll down my skin. My body is just slightly toned due to my blessing despite the fact I haven't done much physical work to make it so. It's not much and doesn't look weird on my young body but rather just makes it seem like an active child.
I quickly finish drying my body before heading back out of the bathroom to my room where I wear a pair of long black dress socks along with underwear before I put on a pair of navy blue dress pants.
On top, I wear a white button-up under a brown cotton sweater since in London even in September it is only about 18C (~64F) and would only get colder as the train moved north.
Sitting on the edge of the bed I put on a pair of leather dress shoes to complement the sweater as well as a gold watch with a royal blue dial. I also wear a silver ring with a black gem on the opposite hand that had been a gift from my mother a few years back. I then walk back into the bathroom and look in the mirror.
"I look like a total asshole... I like it" I say to myself.
I quickly put some hair putty in my hair now that it's almost dry and style so it's just slightly disheveled and then I put on a light amount of fresh-smelling cologne on my neck.
I can't help but let out a sigh after I am all done, it's nice to look and smell nice, it does a huge amount for your confidence.
Looking at my watch I see it's now nearly 7:20. I make my way downstairs to find my father actually still at home, he leaves around 7:30 for work so I almost never see him, something I don't really mind.
"Good morning father, will you be coming with us up to the station later" I as will sitting down before picking up a piece of buttered toast.
Hearing me he looks up from the paper, "ah Draco, no, I need to do something this morning although I am sure you will manage on your own"
I don't even respond, I don't really care if he comes or not so I instead just enjoy my breakfast. Soon he leaves only for my Mother and Amelia to join me at the table. A while after that my sisters also join us, it seems like everyone woke up at least a little early today even though the train only leaves at 11.
After finishing breakfast I move back up to my room to check my trunks making sure everything is there as well as making sure my robes are on top since I will need to change into them on the train. I also leave a few books and my wand in its holster on top to make them easy to get to.
I quickly call a house-elf who I tell to make and pack a lunch for the train since I know the train ride is a devilish 9 hours.
After I finish I sit down on the edge of my bed. and give my watch another glance, only 8:30. We should leave around 10 to get seats on the train.
Getting up I go check on my sisters to see how they are. Emma is already ready like me but when I get to Sarah's room she is busy stuffing things in her trunk. I can only sigh before I move to help her. I make her pick out what she wants to bring while I fold it so it's not wrinkled. Although she insists that she fold her panties and bras.
I also have to make sure she doesn't forget anything and I end up finding some books she almost didn't bring as well as one of her Slytherin neckties.
Soon it's 9:50 and my sisters and I meet my mother and Amelia downstairs near the fireplace. We each use floo powder to go to kings cross bypassing the muggle area, it is a perk only a few get to use although I don't know why.
My sisters and I quickly hug our mom and Amelia before boarding the train. My sisters and I walk down the train looking for a compartment before someone calls out to Sarah from a compartment. It's was a few of her friends that I met last June when she came back. They were all in their normal clothes so I wasn't actually sure what house they were in but I am almost certain that most of them were in Slytherin since although my sisters and I didn't follow the pureblood supremacy Slytherin had a bad reputation no matter what.
Sarah gives us a quick goodbye she decides to sit with her friends something I am actually happy about, it good that she has friends.
Now just me and Emma are walking but not even a dozen seconds later we run into one of Emma's friends who does the usual greeting all girls seem to follow of hugging before complimenting each other in the most arbitrary way.
I tell my sister that she should with her friends and even though she says she doesn't want to leave me alone I promise that I will be fine and that I even might make some friends if I meet people. Only now does she relent and go with her friend to a compartment where I hear more welcomes from her other friends.
I continue down the train looking for an empty compartment or at least one with someone I recognize from the movie that I want to get to know. I'm surprised that almost all the compartments are already nearly full, they need a bigger train.
I pass through two whole train cars before I nearly pass one compartment before backtracking a step. through the glass I see someone I don't know from any of the books or movies and yet I know exactly who she is.
She has auburn hair and a small figure, she is currently reading a book. I am nearly certain this is Harry's sister that I heard about, she looks just like his mom when she was younger.
I knock on the paneling of the doorway and give a bright smile when she looks up.
"Mind if I join you," I say
"No" she gives a short answer before returning to her book, seemingly not caring to talk.
I'm slightly surprised, well she defiantly doesn't act like the Harry I know from the movies and books, although then again he should be different in this universe since he still has his mother and father, even then I doubt he is like this.
I decided to put my trunks up after taking out a book on magical creates and my wand. I then sit down across from her.
"I'm Draco, Draco Malfoy," I say as I extend a hand out to shake her hand.
She gives me a dubious look showing she knows my family before sighing and shaking my hand, "I'm Claire" she seems to hesitate for a second before continuing, "Potter," she says before watching my face waiting for a change, a change that I wouldn't give considering it had been my guess all along.
I give her a smile, "it's very nice to meet you Claire," I say before opening my book.
I can see over the top of my book that she is still looking at me with a confused expression as if surprised I didn't jump out of my seat after learning her brother is harry potter or something. Little does she know I do after some questions but when you go fishing chasing the fish through the water only scares them away, instead, throwing out some bait they can't resist taking is much more effective.
Claire waits a minute more before returning to reading her book but I can still see a crease in her forehead which tells me she likely isn't truly reading but rather waiting for me to say or do something.
Time quickly passes like this all while I enjoy my book as Claire stares at me over her book.
Finally, she cracks, "Just ask if you want and leave?" she says while throwing her book to her lap and scowling at me.
I gently set my book down while giving a confused expression, "I'm sorry, I don't understand"
"What are you doing here"
"I was reading while I waited for the train to leave, should I be doing something else?" I say now truly confused about what she meant.
"Don't lie to me, I know you are only here because you want to meet my brother," she says with an upset expression.
After she says this it suddenly starts making sense, a girl who had to grow up and spend her whole life constantly under the shadow of her brother. It made sense she might have a defensive nature like this.
I breathe out before I cross my arms and sit back, "I this you misunderstood me, although you are the sister of the 'great' Harry Potter, and I would be lying if I said I wasn't interested in meeting him, if I truly wanted to do such a thing right now I would be sitting in his compartment, not yours"
"Then why are you here," she says trying to remain confident-sounding after my rebuttal.
"Simple, I needed a compartment to sit in and I thought if I sat with you few other people wouldn't ask to sit with us"
"So you are just using me as a shield then," she says with a smug smile as if she found out my true purpose.
I think about it for a second, "Yes... and no, I am here because of what I said before but I chose you specifically because I was interested in why you were sitting alone and not with your brother"
"Why would I want to sit with him, anyway I doubt he is even on the train yet," she says with an upset look.
"Oh? And why do you think that"
"I told him to be ready early but this morning he woke up late, so I asked my mom to bring me since he can just go with his friends later," she says her expression growing even more upset as if remembering the annoyance from this morning was happening again.
"Hmm, interesting, I would have thought he would be a little more diligent," I say with a small smirk while I imagine Claire yelling at a sleepy-eyed Harry when she finds out he was still asleep.
She scoffs at what I say before crossing her arms, "most people are surprised that the great Harry Potter is just a normal boy"
I give a small laugh at what she says, "well Claire I'm sure we will get along just fine"
Hearing what I say she gives a soft smile for a second only for it to be gone the next second, "humph, whatever, just don't get too friendly, you don't really know me yet"
"Sure sure, whatever you say," I say before returning to my book.
"Why you," she says wanting to give a rebuttal only to see I was no longer listen so she just huffs before picking up her book as well.
Time passes and more and more kids board the train. Many pass our compartment and I'm glad that none ask to join us. I assume that a boy and girl sitting alone isn't something most people want to barge into, even if both aren't talking and instead are reading.
Finally, it's 11 and the whistle of the train sounds before the cart beneath us lurches forward before we start to leave the station.
I'm in the middle of reading about what the fuck a Limax is when Claire speaks up again.
"Sorry for being rude earlier, I didn't really mean it, I just normally am constantly being used by people who want to get to know my brother"
"Apology accepted"
"Hey!!"
"What?"
"You are supposed to tell me that I wasn't actually being rude or something"
"But you were being rude"
"Humph, never mind I'm not talking to you anymore"
"Ok"
She looks at me with her mouth a little open for a few seconds before grumpily returning to reading.
We sit in silence reading before the compartment door is opened, an older lady pushing a cart pokes her head in, "anything off the trolley, dears"
"No thank you," I say with a smile while looking up from my book.
I had tried wizarding candy and most either tasted weird, were extremely sweet, or literally moved around while you tried to eat them. Have you ever been kicked in the back of the throat by a chocolate frog, not fun.
Claire on the other hand pulls out a few galleons and picked a few different things off the trolly.
Sitting back down she looked at me, "you can have some if you don't have any money"
I don't respond, but instead, just pull a black cloth bag from my pocket before giving it a few shakes with makes a clear clinking sound ring through the train compartment
"Why didn't you get anything then"
"Didn't want it" I say before looking at my watch.
It was already nearly 2:30, man time really flew by. I stand up and pull a metal lunch tin that was enchanted to keep what was inside fresh.
Opening it I find a slightly expanded space where the elves put an array of tea sandwiches, some crackers, sliced meat, cheese, and the main dish of chicken alfredo. On the side, there was a glass bottle of Italian soda with another glass cup next to it. Man, I know how house-elves always tried to achieve above and beyond but they really deserved the praise.
I decide to keep the chicken alfredo for later, instead, I pick up a cucumber sandwich and eat it. I watch across from me as Claire eats something resembling a Redvine.
She is struggling quite a bit showing how tuff the gummy is to break. When she finally gets it she finally notices I was eating.
I wordlessly take another sandwich from the tin and offer it to her.
"No thanks, my mom packed me a lunch," she says before taking another bite of the gummy.
I simply shrug before eating the sandwich. I continue to watch Claire as she eats. I can't help but think that today was a surprise. I thought I would meet her, but I didn't even start to imagine this is how she would act, rather I thought she would just be Harry as a girl.
I finish a few more sandwiches, as well as some crackers with meat and cheese before I pour myself some Italian soda. I briefly consider returning to reading but I can't help but feel a little bored of it.
Instead, my focus returns to the girl sitting across from me. Well if I have someone to talk to I might as well.
"What house do you want to be in," I ask her.
She pauses for a second before chewing the Bertie Botts Every Flavour Bean she had just put in her mouth before she makes a panicked expression and before quickly spitting the bean back into the package. She looks around quickly before stopping as I hold the glass of Italian soda I had been drinking up for her.
She doesn't refuse and takes the glass and drinks what was left in it. before sticking her tongue out as if that would help get rid of the taste.
"What flavor was it"
"eugh, liver," she says looking through the candies she had for something that tasted nice.
"Ooo, ya, still wondering why I didn't get anything off the trolly now?" I say with a grin.
"Haha, very funny"
I give a small laugh at the girl, "you know you still haven't given me my answer yet"
"Oh, the houses, Griffindore of course, I wouldn't mind Ravenclaw either"
"Yes, I do suppose that was a bit of a redundant question for a Potter"
"What about you," she says as she picks up a chocolate frog.
"Why of course Slythe..." I begin to say before a cry interrupts me.
Across from me, the chocolate frog she had just opened had jumped right onto her hair. She fumbles around a little before she finally catches it.
She then begins running her fingers through her hair trying to get any chocolate that might have been smeared in.
I laugh at this, "you know claire I am pretty sure I haven't met a single other person with such bad luck with candy"
"Drop dead Draco"
"Here let me help you," I say before getting up and sitting next to her as I start to look through her hair for chocolate stains although luckily it's only really where she grabbed and crushed the frog a little.
I could use my wand but I decided to just get it out with my fingers, making Claire sit still as I do so. eventually, I finish and stand back up and sit back in my spot.
"Thank you," she says quietly as if she didn't want to actually say it.
"Of course"
From then on we talked a little more, slowly sharing more and more about ourselves, until our discussion is interrupted by the doorway out our compartment is opened again. This time I recognize the person, one Hermione Granger.
She looks around the compartment before giving up and sighing, "having either of you seen a toad"
Both me and Claire shake our heads. Hermione sighs before leaving. I consider following for a second before deciding against it. I don't have any need to do so and I don't really care about getting to know her yet or even seeing Harry or Ron.
That is if she hasn't already passed them since without Scabbers, aka Petter Pettigrew who was in Askabane after Harry's parents let everyone know he was their actual secret keeper. But maybe there is some other reason she would stop in, she wouldn't need to fix Harry's glasses either, well whatever.
Remembering something else about that scene I look at my watch. It was already 7 o'clock, where did the time go.
"We should change into our robes, it won't be long before we get to Hogwarts," I say to claire.
"Oh ok," she says before standing and grabbing her trunk only to stop and look at me.
"I'll wait outside," I say as I close the blinds and step outside, and close the door behind me.
I wait around ten minutes before Claire comes out.
"You can go now"
"Ah, thanks," I say before stepping inside.
I open my trunk and begin to undress before taking out the robes that I need to put on. Well calling it just robes is downplaying it, it's the whole thing, pants, shirt, tie, and robe. I quickly dress before putting away my clothes along with my watch since we aren't allowed to have one on with our robes for some reason so I instead put a pocket watch in my pocket and also put on my wand holster under my robe.
Once I am done I open the door and let Claire back in. We talk more until we feel the train lurch again as it comes to a stop..
23 Sorting
Authors note: I just want to say something that is kind of applicable now that we have gotten to this point in the story, I am basing this off of the movies of harry potter and not the books just because it would take too long to write if I had to be constantly referencing the books, but there will also be times when I change a scene from the movie that they had to do in a way because of practicality or budget restraints. Like the number of students or an actor getting replaced between different movies. Btw for people who have other actors replace them later, I just keep the first actor to play them, so the first Dumbledore and Pansy Parkinson we know from the movies are prominent.
But for the sorting ceremony I did basically just straight up steal what the book wrote, and for the scenes before that what was said in the movie, obviously with differences. The real changes to the story come later.I take a quick look out the window I see Hogsmeade station, it is already dark and a quick check of my pocket watch shows that it is already 8:20, I pitty those that didn't think to bring food themselves, even if the trolly came by, you had to buy it all.
I stand up to take my luggage down before Claire stops me, "leave your luggage here, remember"
I pause at this before reacting, "Oh ya, sorry I acted on impulse, let's go," I say before I open the door and leave, expecting claire to follow.
Making my way outside I was greeted by the bite of the cold night air, shit, are they really going to make us row across a fucking lake like this, ridiculous. I get a shove in the back.
Turning around I see Claire looking at me as if I was a crazy person, only now realizing I had been standing in the doorway for a bit too long.
"Sorry, was just thinking about something," I say before stepping forward.
Now out on the platform, I can hear Hagrids voice booming down from the end, "first years, this way please"
I follow the voice down the platform before joining a growing crowd of first years. I'm towards the back of the group so I am unable to see what is happening at the front where I can only see Hagrid looking down talking to someone who I assume is Harry.
Moments later the group begins walking towards the dock to get in the boats. It is a short watch and once we are there I get in a boat before turning around and helping Claire in. We are also joined by two boys that I don't recognize from the movie.
Looking at the other boats I finally get my first glimpse of Harry in this world and he looks... literally the exact same. Like I wasn't expecting much really, but I was hoping for something, like a different haircut maybe but no he still looks like Daniel Radcliffe, which I guess isn't the worst person to look like.
Next to him is Ron who still looks like he forgot to take a shower this morning... or week. And behind the two of them is Neville Longbottom and that one black kid they threw in to not seem racist.
Soon however my attention is drawn back to the centerpiece of the boat ride, Hogwarts. The castle standing on the hill full of lit windows was indeed beautiful I had to admit, even if we had to ride across a lake in the middle of the night to see it.
Luckily the boats move faster than you would think under enchantment and we reach the other side in a few short minutes which feels like nothing after that 9-hour long train ride. Getting out of the boats we are told by Hagrid to continue on inside onto the stairs.
The group filters inside happy to be out of the cold before making our way up the two flights of stairs before we all come to a stop in front of McGonagall who is looking at us all sternly.
"Welcome to Hogwarts. Now in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates but before you can take your seats you much be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin."
I get a little nudge on the back when she says Slytherin, looking behind me I expect it to be Claire, but she is off to my side. Instead, I see Crab and Goyle. I give them a polite smile before turning back around, I don't want to be friends with these two idiots.
As all this was happening McGonagall didn't stop speaking, "Now while you are here your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you points, any rule-breaking and you will lose points. At the end of the year the house with the most points is awarded the house cup," she says before being interrupted.
"Trevor" yells Neville before running forward and picking up his toad. Before looking up at McGonagall who was looking at his in a confused and disappointing way.
"Sorry," he says before shyly returning to the group.
Ignoring the outburst McGonagall continues, "The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily," she says before walking back into the great hall.
After she is gone I feel a little weird and look towards Harry Potter at before this would have been the part where I go up and show all the people watching that I was supposed to be the bad guy, but now I had no plans of doing so.
My thoughts are interrupted however when I realize Harry was staring at me, that is until I move a little to the side and realize the person he was actually looking at was his sister. He walks over towards her.
"Claire, where have you been, I looked for you on the train"
"Obviously not very hard then, I was just in one of the compartments"
"Oh, sorry about that, it must have been boring being alone the whole time," he says with an apologetic smile.
"I wasn't alone, I say with him," she says as she points at me.
Harry looks over towards me now, giving me a look up and down before holding out his hand, "Nice to meet you I am Harry Potter"
"Draco Malfoy," I say as I return the handshake only to watch Harry's smile turn to a frown at my name while Ron tries to hide a laugh.
"Something wrong Weasly," I say while staring at him, only for him to avoid my gaze and look at the ground, pussy.
"Well Harry, it's nice to finally meet the 'great' Harry Potter, even if it is a little bit of a letdown," I say with a smile as if my words weren't insulting.
Don't think I didn't see that frown earlier shithead, I'm not going to waste my time changing your mind about me.
Harry opens his mouth to give a rebuttal but is interrupted by a piece of rolled paper being tapped on his shoulder.
McGonagall is standing there looking at us before raising her eyes to look at the whole group, "we are ready for you now," she says before turning around, now expecting us to follow her.
We all fall into line, 2 to 3 kids wide, and follow behind her as she walks towards a large pair of doors. Before she reaches the doors they open on their own showing inside the great hall filled with students in their robes and hats as well as at the opposite end of the room there is a table with the teachers and Dumbledore.
We all walk down the great hall between the tables and finally reach the front where McGonagall tells us all to wait before watching up onto the raised area of the room where a stool with a hat sat. The sorting hat to be precise.
"Now before we begin, Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words," she said before stepping off to the side as the old man with a long white beard stands up from behind the table.
"I have a few start of term notices I wish to announce. The first year please note that the dark forest is strictly forbidden to all students, also our caretaker Mister Filch has asked me to remind you that the third floor corridor, on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death... thank you" he says before sitting back down.
At this point McGonagall unrolled the sheet of paper, "Now when I call your name you shall come forth, I shall place the sorting hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses," she says before looking at the paper.
By now I am just glad the hat didn't sing I'm tired, although I did kind of want to see a singing hat.
(Fuck it I'm not writing this, copy-paste from book time with doctoring)
"Abbott, Hannah!"
A pink-faced girl with blonde pigtails stumbled out of line, put on the hat, which fell right down
over her eyes, and sat down. A moments pause —
"HUFFLEPUFF!" shouted the hat.
The table on the right cheered and clapped as Hannah went to sit down at the Hufflepuff table.
The ghost of the Fat Friar waved merrily at her.
"Bones, Susan!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!" shouted the hat again, and Susan scuttled off to sit next to Hannah.
"Boot, Terry!"
"RAVENCLAW!"
The table second from the left clapped this time; several Ravenclaws stood up to shake hands
with Terry as he joined them.
"Brocklehurst, Mandy" went to Ravenclaw too, but "Brown, Lavender" became the first new
Gryffindor and the table on the far left exploded with cheers; Malfoy could see Ron's twin
brothers catcalling.
"Bulstrode, Millicent" then became a Slytherin.
"Finch-Fletchley, Justin!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
Sometimes, the hat shouted out the house at once, but at others, it took a little
while to decide. "Finnigan, Seamus," a sandy-haired boy that had been standing over next to Harry in the line, sat on the stool for almost a whole minute before the hat declared him a Gryffindor.
"Granger, Hermione!"
Ah there she is, I thought as I watched the redhead watched towards the stool as I could hear her telling herself to relax and Ron talking to Harry about her being mental.
The hat talks a little before shouting, "Gryffindor"
When Neville Longbottom, the boy who kept losing his toad, was called, he fell over on his way
to the stool. The hat took a long time to decide with Neville. When it finally shouted,
"GRYFFINDOR," Neville ran off still wearing it, and had to jog back amid gales of laughter to
give it to "MacDougal, Morag."
Finally, my name is called and I confidently walk forward to the stool to have the hat placed on my head. It doesn't shout it before it is even on my head like in the movies but only a few seconds later I hear what I was expecting, "Slytherin!"
Hoping off the stool I walk towards the Slytherin where many of the characters I know are sitting as well as a little further down my two sisters are waving at me.
I introduce myself to other students at the table as the next person is called up to the hat. At the table I can't help but find that one of the requirements to be sorted into Slytherin for a boy is to be butt-ass ugly because nearly everyone looks like he had his teeth kicked in, how much did all you guys family inbreed.
The girls on the other hand are passable with a few exceptions. The main one is a certain blonde-haired girl with a cold expression who introduces herself as Daphne Greengrass.
As this is happening more people are being sorted, and a few even join the Slytherin table including one Pansy Parkinson who I remember looked like a half roasted pig from the movie was actually a small petite girl with shoulder-length dark brown hair.
A few more sorting go by before I finally hear the name I had been anticipating, "Claire Potter"
A few whispers can be heard spreading through the room, I can't help but be surprised that the name Potter still has the same effect when he has been in the wizarding community for his whole life in this universe.
Claire walks up to the stool before the hat is placed on her head. I can see the mouth of the hat talking however I am too far to hear what it is saying. This goes on a while before the Hat yells out a name.
The name I was expecting rings in my head but the name ringing in my ear doesn't seem to match. Around the room rather than applause there is silence accompanied by a few whispers following the silence.
My mind clears as it picks up the pieces of its broken expectation. Claire Potter, the twin of the famous Harry Potter, the boy who lived, had just been sorted into Slytherin house.
No one seems to move until finally Claire wordlessly stands from the stool with a lost expression and begins to walk towards the Slytherin table. At this point, McGonagall also seems to come back to life and calls the next name, Harry Potter.
Yet when she calls his name he doesn't respond rather he is lost as he watches his sister make her way to the Slytherin table. She calls him a few more times before Ron sends an elbow into Harry's side to get his attention.
Only now does Harry shake off his surprise and hear his name being called. He walks towards the stool although his confidence is gone and he now looks scared as if he thinks he might also be sorted into Slytherin.
Luckily for him, and me though he is sorted into Gryffindor, almost immediately as well unlike in the original story. The rest of the students are sorted into their houses but all that seems a million miles away over at the Slytherin table as just about everyone is quiet as they stare at the auburn-haired girl, who is just looking into her lap, not knowing what to say. Even I don't know what to say to the girl as I don't know how she actually feels about this placement.
Dinner seems to draw out as students at the Slytherin table slowly begin to return to their conversations but almost naturally keep their voices lower as the atmosphere seems to call for it.
Halfway through dinner I notice Claire still hasn't made a move so I dish up food onto her plate, she doesn't seem to have any reaction to this so I call out to her.
She doesn't respond at first but after I raise my voice she finally seems to snap out of her thoughts and looks out while looking confused.
"Claire, eat," I say as I point with the knife I was holding to the plate of food.
"Oh um, ya, thanks," she says before picking up her fork and slowly eating her food.
She makes no move to try and start a conversation so I let her have this time to herself and return to talking to some other Slytherin students. The boys even if they are ugly as pigs and dumb as rocks they actually had a few interesting stories and I even begin to make friends with a boy named Blaze who seemed to have slipped with the ugly requirement with me.
I also had another person to deal with, Pansy Parkinson, who seemed just about hellbent on talking to me constantly ever since dinner began.
Daphne Greengrass was embracing her ice queen persona and would only respond when spoken to and seem content to just listen to the conversation going on.
In the end, dinner ends. By now Claire has regained her senses or sorted out whatever she had been going over in her mind but she still seemed a little lost as if she didn't know what to say so she just walked behind me silently as we were led back to the Slytherin common room.
Once there I am ambushed by my sisters who just about crushed me to death with hugs something the other students take great amusement in. Once I am released from their death grip I realize Claire has already disappeared from the common room most likely already in her room although after I take a second glance around I realize it is actually a good few that had already left for bed, something I couldn't help but agree with as I felt the fatigue of the day hit me all at once now that I had a full belly.
Wishing my sisters a good night I head to my room which I am happy to find is a single, unlike the Gryffindor common room. Finding my luggage as well as a few pairs of Slytherin robes and other accessories like a scarf and mittens.
I undress from my black robes before putting on a pair of sweatpants and a shirt before getting into bed. It doesn't take long before my eyes shut like they had been waiting for it and I am thrown into sleep..
24 Classes
Waking up I stretch as I enjoy the feeling of the soft covers. I lay back in bed for a few minutes before I slap myself awake not wanting to, take a quick nap, only to wake up 3 hours later.
I quickly get up before making my way to the small bathroom attached to my room where I quickly take a shower.
I quickly dry myself off and get dressed in my robes before styling my hair, putting on cologne, and fastening my silver ring on my finger.
Once I am finished I give myself a look in the mirror. My image of messy blonde hair with the black robes accented by splashes of emerald green and silver gives me the perfect look of someone evil, and yet it fits perfectly with my face.
I make my way out of my room and down the boy's wing hall to the common room where a few other students also leaving the dorms to go to breakfast. I follow along and soon am in the great hall. The tables are still mostly empty since breakfast just started and there are only a dozen or so students at each table with only Ravenclaw having a few dozen.
I make my way down the table to where I can see two girls sitting together. It is Claire and Daphne, they are sitting next to one another while they eat their food.
I sit opposite them, "well I didn't expect you two to become friends so fast"
"We aren't friends," Claire says while pushing herself out of her seat.
Daphne of to the side keeps her plain face before speaking, "she sat next to me"
I hold my hands up in defense, "Whoa, no need to get defensive I just saw you two sitting together, that's all"
Claire gives me a glare, "I only sat with her because I didn't want to sit alone, isn't that what you are doing also"
"No, I sat here because I saw two pretty girls," I say with a grin that makes Claire blush just a bit while Daphne just gives me her usual blank expression.
An older Huffulpuff boy sitting at the table behind me gives me a weird look, I guess that is a weird thing for an 11-year-old to say. I look down the table but I don't see my sisters, they must still be getting ready.
Soon more and more students and teachers make their way into the hall. I am talking with Claire about our class schedule that was left on a notecard along with ar Slytherin robes.
(Image of Draco's Class schedule, and any Slytherin first years schedule, since writing it out doesn't transfer well and it gets all smashed and hard to read.)
"You know, you would think they would want us and Gryffendore to share the least amount of classes," I say as I look at the card.
"Maybe they want us to try and get along," Claire says.
"Ya, and maybe they also want us to grow wings and fly," I say in an amused way although Claire just gives me a dirty look.
I continue to look at the slip trying to memories it as I eat before I feel someone sit next to me. Looking over, a little startled, I see Pansy Parkinson looking at the three of us.
"Hey guys, what are you talking about"
"Classes" I return in a short way.
"Oh, I know, I was looking at them too, we are going to have to spend 2 hours with those airheaded Hufflepuffs, and don't even get me started on the Gryffendores," she said with a disgusted look before looking at Claire, "Oh, um, no offense"
"Why would I take offense?" Claire says with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh, well your brot..." Pansy says before faltering under Claire's gaze.
Watching I can't help but feel pity for Pansy, I had quickly realized on the train yesterday that whenever her brother was brought up Claire seemed to almost always get in a bad mood, and don't even try and compare them to each other in any way.
Luckily Pansy is saved however by none other than Emma and Sarah who had come over to say hello. Well, Emma said hello, Sarah just about knocked me off the bench with a hug.
Claire introduced herself to the three girls as they all had a laugh at my expense as Sarah did her best to strangle me with her hug.
After Emma eventually saved me by dragging Sarah away Blaze finally joined our group as well.
"Where have you been Blaze, I thought you got lost or something," I say with a laugh while looking at the boy still rubbing sleep from his eyes.
"Shut up Draco, I don't know how you all wake up so early"
"I only woke up at 7, it's not that early," I say with a shrug.
"Hey!! I woke up at 6 and I was here after you" Pansy chimes in.
"You're a girl," I say with a raised eyebrow.
"What's that supposed to mean," Claire said menacingly from across the table.
"Yeah, what is that supposed to mean Draco," said Pansy next to me.
Daphne didn't say anything but she looked at me awaiting my response.
"Oh, um, hey look mails here," I say trying to change the subject.
Although I wasn't lying. Owls swoop in to the room dropping letters and packages to students. One of my family's owls also flys over me dropping a small pack of letters to me. In total there are 3 letters. The first is from my father, it is short and punctual stating I did well getting into Slytherin and to do well in classes. Next was one from my mother, she said basically the same as my father but also went on to talk about being safe and to make friends. Finally, the last is from Amelia who writes the least, especially since she has never been to Hogwarts and has no ties to any one house so she instead just wishes me well at school.
At around 8:15 we all started to head to class. Breakfast technically ended at 8:30 but the first class also started at 8:30 and Hogwarts could be a hell of a nightmare to get through, something we also had to deal with as well. It was already 8:28 when we got there after we ran into a few dead ends, fake doors, and moving stairways.
When we finally sat down in class though it was quickly apparent that we weren't the only ones that had trouble, and only a few Ravenclaws and even fewer Slytherins were in the classroom, and soon a bell charm that played throughout the school rung signaling the start of class.
Professor Sinistra made no move to start the class however. It seemed she had been doing this for a long time and knew first years would likely be late to their first class.
Alas over the next 15 minutes or so more and more students found their way to the class, and now there were just short of 30 students, showing we had most of the class. I was even surprised to find that Crab and Goyal were only a few minutes late, I don't know if they just got lucky or aren't as stupid as I thought they were.
It now seemed like the class was filled enough to Professor Sinistra liking and she stood up from behind her desk.
"Well, it seems like most of us are here. For those of you that were on time, I thank you, as for those of you that were late I suggest you give yourself more time to get you the rest of your classes. You also wouldn't be wrong to use some of your free time to get to know the way to your classes. Many teachers won't be so lenient after the first week and some won't be lenient at all." She says as she gives the class a look over, focusing on a few students who were especially late.
"Now as most of you should already know this is astronomy, we will meet in the morning of Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday for lecture here. Then on Wednesday at midnight, we will all meet at the Astronomy tower to apply what we learned in class that week. Be sure to bring your class card with you on Wednesday to show that you can be out of bed," she says.
After this, she asks us to open our books to chapter 1 after which she begins to teach. It is a boring class as she begin to go over the basics, something I had already covered for most subjects although I do win a few points for Slytherin for answering "hard" questions.
Time seems to move quickly as we go over the topics, most I know but a few that I had overlooked before show their true importance with Professor Sinistra's explanation, just going to show the importance of a good teacher.
Soon however the bell rings again and we begin to pack up. Our group of 5 is joined by a few other Slytherin students as we all walk to our next class, history.
This class honestly was hell. Professor Binns as a ghost acted like a robot and just kept talking nonstop in this monotone flay voice about the book and didn't ask any questions.
Soon Pansy who was next to me literally fell asleep on the table. I wish I could say the same from Blaze on the other side of me because he kept dozing off while sitting up and his head would start to rest on my shoulder only for me to give him a smack to wake him up.
By the end, even I was starting to fall asleep after I had gotten bored of turning the pages of my book with wind magic. Luckily the sound of the bell ringing in my ears felt better than anything.
I have to wake Pansy and Blaze up. Luckily Claire and Daphne managed to stay awake even if they look sleeping-eyed.
All the Slytherin and Hufflepuff students shuffled out of the class before we all began walking to our next class again.
Luckily our next class not only was transfiguration, something I was interested in, but also with Gryffindor, something which would surely be fun..
25 Classes part 2
4210 words :)
Oh, this is an update, but after I posted this chapter I got 100,000 words on web novel achievement. So now this chapter is 4237 words.As our group of Slytherins approached the transfiguration classroom we turn down a hall. I can see from the other end of the hall a group of Gryffindors who we would have this class with coming towards us.
The two groups meet at the intersection which meets up with the short hallway to the doorway to our transfiguration class. The groups merge as they both flitter into the hallway to the door.
I give the Gryffindor group a look over. I see Hermione in the front of it will she clutched her books to her chest. I also notice the distinct lack of one Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. I can only guess they got lost as they did in the movie, at least it would be entertaining.
Many of us at the front of the groups like Claire, Daphne, Hermione, and me don't really react to the other group however I can hear a few insults being thrown back and forth.
"Snake!"
"Dunce"
"Did you get those robes out of a trash bin"
Honestly, the insults were hard to hear, most were probably just general things they heard from an older student or their parents, those ones were bland but not terrible. Those that tried to make one up on the fly crashed and burned at it but then again he had never really met an eleven-year-old that was a comedic genius before so it should be expected.
Luckily the short walk to the classroom ended quickly. Now inside nearly every student stopped talking and those that continued did so quietly.
Inside were 3 columns of small tables that seat two people each with each column having 6 rows.
After that, there was a raised area of the room. In the middle was a large wooden desk with various things spread across it as well a cat sitting on it watching us.
On either side of the desk was a chalkboard already covered in writing. One had notes on the basics of what transfiguration was and the other had a seating arrangement, which was unlike my other classes.
I give the seating arrangement a quick scan and see my name in the middle column second row, the same place I sat in the movie.
Luckily it seems this time I wasn't sitting with Goyle, but instead Claire. I didn't know how well this would work however as just in front of me and Claire were the Names Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. I don't know how any teacher thought sitting those two together was a good idea.
Blaise and Pansy were seated together and Daphne was seated next to Tracey Davis. I was wondering how they became friends considering muggle-born and half-bloods almost always kept to themselves in the Slytherin house.
Hermione was also seated with another Gryffindor right beside me and Claire to our right in the other column.
Knowing the cat was McGonagall and this was likely some type of test for us, I silently walked to my desk. A few others that must have heard about her being an Anamagus did the same, that or they were just diligent students.
Other students seemed to follow our example and also sat in their seats, few dared to speak, even if they didn't know that McGonagall was an animagus, they did know she was a strict teacher who expected silence in the classroom.
Soon the whole classroom had turned silent and the only noise was the scratching of quills on parchment and a few whispers as we copied down what was on the chalkboard. Many were looking around at first, they were confused about this so called strict teacher being late to class but slowly one way or another more and more students learned that the cat sitting on the desk judging each and every student was the teacher.
After this, the silence from before became even more pronounced as any whispering died down and an awkward atmosphere developed in the room due to the silence. This atmosphere was only pronounced further by the table front and center of the classroom being empty with no students.
This atmosphere lasted until about 10 minutes into class when the silence was broken by the door of the classroom opening and two panting boys ran in. I and many others turned around at this noise. Slytherins snickered at their tardiness while Gryffindors sighed at their housemates.
"Whew. Made it. Can you imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late," said Ron while catching his breath.
Just then the cat that had been sitting on the desk jumps off. In a second while it's still in the air its body grows as its shape changes from that of a cat to a human woman. McGonagall looked at the two boys with disapproval.
The two boys and nearly everyone, even those who knew the cat was her had trouble keeping their mouths closed. It wasn't a common scene to see a cat transform into a human.
"That was bloody brilliant," Ron said after seeing the display.
"Oh, thank you for that assessment, Mr. Weasley. Perhaps it would be more useful if I were to transfigure Mr. Potter and yourself into a pocket watch? That way one of you might be on time." She said while looking at the two boys.
"We got lost," Harry said while Ron nodded his head like an idiot.
"Then perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats?" she said as she gestured to the empty table front and center of the class and in front of me and Claire.
The two boys sat while McGonagall walked back to her desk while giving her wand a small wave that made a chalkboard eraser come to life as it dance across the chalkboard erasing the seating arrangement.
Claire took this chance to lean forward and tug on Harry's sleeve making him turn his head to look at her, "How could you be late on the first day," she said berating him.
"Leave me alone Claire, I said we got lost didn't I," he said while tugging his sleeve out of her grasp.
Claire looked like she was about to continue when a voice pierced through the room, "Mr. and Miss. Potter," McGonagall said while giving both a pricing gaze.
Claire sighed and relaxed back into her seat while crossing her arms in front of her chest. I give her a small pat on the shoulder to make her feel better but her brother had seemed to ruin her mood which honestly isn't very good to start with.
Soon McGonagall started her lecture now that all students were here.
"Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts,"
she said. "Anyone messing around in my class will leave and not come back. You have been
warned."
She then moved on to going over the notes on the board that we had already copied down. It went over the basics of transfiguration about using your magic to mold an object into another with a mental image. She went over important things to remember while doing this process like thinking of the steps you need to transform the object and other things. By the time she had finished her lecture a little over 15 minutes was left in class.
"Now class, we will be doing a small exercise to see if you can apply what you learned today," she said before she cast a spell that levitated a match to each one of them.
"Now I would like all of you to talk the remaining time of this class to try and turn this match into a needle. You may start now."
There was a rummaging sound throughout the classroom as students got out their wands eager to try. Even I was quite excited, transfiguration was a section of magic that required extreme precision with magic that was almost impossible without a wand meaning today would be my first time trying transfiguration as well, although I had already read many notes and theories of the magic.
For this low-level slow transfiguration spell, no wand movement was required for the spell but instead, the incantation, transfigurare ignem lignum, was required to be spoken before you began to 'mold' the match in your mind. (I'm sorry for the horrible made-up incantation, it roughly means like transform fire stick so)
I looked around the room. Many people were doing different things wrong. Speaking the words wrong, not aiming their wand right, swinging their wand around, not focusing after saying the incantation. I could barely hold in a laugh as I heard Ron say, "tranfigure igneem lignim," Latin was definitely not this guy's stronger suit.
I also watch and listened to Claire and Harry for a little seeing if they would accomplish anything but nothing stood out. Only across from me was Hermione who was doing everything right as far as I could tell although looking at the extremely slow change of her match I guessed she didn't have the right steps to change a match to a needle in mind, or out of order.
Returning back to my match I drew my wand and pointed it towards the match holding it steading not letting it shake or sway at all.
"transfigurare ignem lignum" I spoke clearly already used to speaking different Latin roots and words.
After saying this I could feel as if a connection had been made between my mind and the match through my magic. I first focus on the shape, wood was much easier to shape than metal so it was smart to shape it then change the material.
I imagine the shape edges of the match being crushed slowly rolling it from a square to a circle long its length as well as making the wood denser as I pushed the material into a tighter space. This took a while as I had to carefully maintain focus the whole time until I had a match with a smooth round stick.
I then focused on sharpening the end of the stick by imagining the end being stretched to a needlepoint. This was actually earlier than the last step as I only had to image the one fluid stretch.
Finally, I came to probably the hardest part as I began to shape the head of the match to make the eye of the needle. This took all my conservation as I had to deal with the movement of multiple curves in my mind at once however eventually I had a full match on my desk only it was made from wood and not metal.
I went to start transforming the wood to metal but I only managed to make the color change a little before the bell rang disrupting my concentration.
I had a needle made of wood that looks like someone sprayed with grey paint. I was happy with this actually, even if I didn't finish I know I would have with enough time although I don't know how strong my imagined metal will be and if it will actually have the same properties as metal.
McGonagall walked down the columns. She had not excused us even though the bell had rung. She gave all the matches a look over before returning back to me and Hermione. She first held up Hermione's first, "look class, Miss. Granger very well done, I can see you are very close to getting it," she said with a small smile as she showed it so the others in the class could see.
She then placed it down before walking to me and picking up mine, excellent Mr. Malfoy, a few more minutes and I am sure you would have finished" she said before placing it down.
Claire beside me looked at me as if I was a ghost seeing how much I had managed to do while Harry and Ron looked at me with a frown on their faces.
"Now children before you pack up and leave, you have homework. I need you to read chapters 1 and 2 in your books and I expect a full page of parchment talking about the theory on the spell, it is due Wednesday when you walk through the door, and take your matches with you and practice when you can. You may now go." she said before sitting down behind her desk.
I stand up from my seat and put away my notes and books before I turn to Hermione.
"Miss. Granger, I am impressed, not many students would have been able to do as much as you did, especially a muggle-born that only recently learned of magic," I said to her with a smile.
A few people around looked at me weird, a Slytherin prizing a Gryffindor? Was it some kind of sneaky way to insult her blood status? Was he trying to use her in some way? Was he not done and the insult was to come still?
No, well actually yes. He was planning on using her. He didn't actually think by being kind or polite to her right now would make her fall in love with him and make her hate Harry and Ron, no he was just trying to make her have a somewhat good impression of him.
This would probably only lead to them being on good terms this year but it would definitely build up after a few years, especially when she was more interested in boys and he looked less like a cute little boy and more as a handsome young man would it really show.
Of course, it would also be fun to think that she would at least disagree if not defend his reputation when the golden trio got together causing a divide between the three.
Unfortunately, it didn't seem like his attempt worked so well since although Hermione tried to be polite and return his compliment she looked a little stiff.
He half expected this since even if he and his sisters didn't actively participate in blood supremacy, neither did they go against it either. This was accompanied by the fact they were Slytherin was all other students need to not trust him.
Oh well, Rome wasn't built in a day. By the end of the year, students would start to realize he wasn't bad... well, not bad in public that is.
After the awkward exchange that he pretended went perfectly normal on the outside he left the class. Behind him fell in step with him was Pansy, Daphne, and Blaise with Claire a little farther back telling her brother to not be late to any more classes although he didn't look like he was listening.
"What was that Draco," Pansy gave him a weird look.
"What do you mean," he played innocent.
"Why did you talk to that mud blood," she said, the word mud blood coming out of her mouth venomously.
"Oh, Hermione, I just thought she was smart so I was thinking she would be a good person to know"
"But she..."
I stop and turn to look at her, "Let me stop you right there Pansy, I really don't feel like wasting my whole lunch period arguing about this, I don't care if her parents were muggles or Salazar Slytherin himself. If you have a problem with that you can walk with someone else. Now, I am going back to the common room to get my books for class after Lunch, are you coming with me, or leaving," I said with a sobering expression.
I look at the blank look on Pansy's face. Blaise to the side is looking between me and her expectantly. Daphne actually breaks her ice queen persona slightly with a raised eyebrow at my words. Claire who had finished arguing with her brother walked towards us but stopped sensing the awkward atmosphere.
"Draco? Do you really think these people are the same as us?" Pansy asks as if still hoping I was joking or something.
"I didn't say that. I said I don't care what they are, or what you are."
She looked at me dumbfounded. She looked at Blaise and Daphne for support but see them confused also she turned back to me.
"Bloo... Blood traitor," she said before turning and running down the hall.
I just turn to Baise and Daphne, "So?"
Blaise looks a little lost for a second, "Um I, I'm gonna go see if she is ok," he says before running after her trying to catch up.
Now my gaze focuses solely on daphne.
She shrugs, "I need my other books also"
I can't help but let out a small smile at this, I didn't know if she agreed with me or just didn't care about anything, or maybe she really just needed to get her books and didn't feel like walking alone. Either way, I was happy at least one person didn't leave.
"Um, what just happened," Claire stood there trying to find out what led to the display she just watched.
Oh, I guess two are left actually.
"Daphne can fill you in, let's get our books. We already wasted a lot of Lunch" I said before I started to walk down the hallway.
Behind me, I could hear Daphne filling Claire to the best of her ability although her lack of emotion somehow made the story less interesting, it did inform Claire on the facts. By the time we reached the dungeons the story was over.
"Do you really think that Draco," Claire with skepticism?
"I don't know, I see no reason to look down on them if they can perform magic fine."
"Never thought I would hear that from a Malfoy," Claire says as much to herself as to us.
"Ha, I guess you have heard about my family then"
Claire has the decency to look a little embraced at her slip up, "I might have heard a few stories from my father and Uncle Black"
"Uncle Black? You mean Serius Black"
"Ya?"
"Hmm, funny that someone you only call uncle is my actual uncle, and yet I have never met him"
"What?" Claire said looking surprised, guess Serius doesn't talk about the rest of his family much.
"He is my mother's cousin"
"Oh, I never knew that, sorry you never met him"
"It's fine, I don't really care."
By now we were to the intersection between the boy's and girl's rooms in the Slytherin common room.
"I'll see you guys in a little I am just gonna grab my book then I will meet you back in the common room," I said before I started walking towards my room.
The two girls gave a short wave before they walked towards the girl's rooms.
I quickly got to my room and unlocked my room before entering. Inside I already had the stack of materials I needed on my bed ready. I put the books and notes from morning classes away before grabbing the other ones off my bed and walking back out to the common room.
I got there and didn't see either Daphne or Claire there yet so I stood and waited. However, before either came back the common room door opened, and through walked Pansy and Blaise.
Pansy acted like she didn't see me and walked to the girl's rooms. Blaise paused for a second before he walked over to me.
"She is really mad at you Draco"
"She will get over it," I said while being a little surprised he came to talk to me, I guess he didn't care that much.
"I guess... well, I need to get my books, I'll be right back," he said before quickly walking to the boy's rooms.
Soon Daphne returned. She didn't say anything and just came over to where I was waiting and stood there waiting for Claire.
A little while later Claire came out with Pansy. Pansy seemed a little more awkward now than she had when she went in.
I looked questioning at Claire but all I got back was a smile. funnily enough, it was probably the most genuine smile I had seen from the girl since I met her.
They both walked towards me and Daphne before standing there. Claire was still smiling while Pansy refused to look up from the floor. A few seconds pass while we all stood there before Claire finally spoke.
"Well? Are we going?" she said now looking confused.
"Blaise," was all I said before I continued to stand there silently, I would be lying if I said I was in good mood. I wasn't really mad at Pansy, that was the way she was raised, but rather the situation was just annoying.
Luckily Blaise came back then with the books and we set out to lunch. I didn't feel like talking, Pansy didn't feel like talking, Daphne didn't talk ever really, and Claire and Blaise didn't want to be the ones to break the awkward silence.
When we reached the Grand hall and sat at the Slytherin table. We began to eat but the silence prevailed although now accompanied by the background noise of other students.
As lunch progressed the silence helped me think. I began to go other than what happened in my head. Putting myself in Pansy's position, a young girl who had been told something her whole life to the point it was an integral part of her world view, then coming to school and the person who she should have shared that view with doesn't agree with it.
She probably felt a little betrayed, confused, angry. I still disagreed with her but I could at least forgive her, mostly.
As lunch was coming to an end I decided to stop this stupid silence.
"Pansy," I said staring at her across the table.
She and everyone else stopped eating and looked at me waiting for what I would say.
"You won't be able to change my mind on this, and I won't try and change your mind. I think we can be friends so we won't talk about this anymore," I said with the most authoritative voice I could manage.
"But they are..." she tried to counter before I interrupted her.
"Pansy, I was telling you that we won't talk about this anymore. I wasn't asking for your opinion. Now let's go to class," I said as I stood up as if saying, this conversation is over.
Following this, we went to Charms class with Professor Flitwick and again dealt with the Gryffindors although the different houses sat across the room from each other in his class so we couldn't talk really.
Then Herbology with Professor Sprout. Then finally Defense Against the Dark Arts with Professor Quirrel, they weren't lying when they said he smelled like garlic. Like dude take a shower, I don't care who is on the back of your head.
Finally, after classes were over I decided to go to the Library to do some homework. Claire and Daphne came with me while Blaise said he would play Wizards chess with someone and Pansy seemed awkward and made some excuse like not feeling well to go to her room.
She had been awkward since lunch. Well honestly everyone was a little awkward. I can't really say, forget it and they actually do it immediately, hopefully, it gets better.
Luckily it was only the first day so the only two classes that assigned homework, transfiguration, and history. Both didn't require much research for me since I already knew most of it and so I helped Claire and Daphne complete it quickly.
Since we finished quickly I spent some time giving them tips on how to change their match to a needle although Daphne made some progress, being about to make the edges of her match smooth. Claire exceeded her and managed to form the whole shape however she didn't understand what to picture to change something's material despite my help.
Soon we all decided to go back to the common room and freshen up before dinner. I found Blaise still in the common room playing chess. He gave me a wave but was soon reabsorbed into the game.
Entering my room I just went and laid on my bed and sighed. Today was tiring, too tiring.
"Damn kids"
"That's a lot coming from one" a voice I how come to hate said.
"Suck a dick Pride"
"I would never participate in such a vulgar act," he said.
"And I am only a child in body, not mind," I said defensively.
"Debatable," he said in a long drawn out way.
I finally sat from bed and he stood there in his normal posh way.
"What do you want Pride," I asked in an exhausted way.
"Thought I would pop by and see if you had become less of a failure. Disappointing..." He said looking at me with the edges of his mouth curling down.
"So you came here to insult me?"
He kept staring at me for a second before nodding, "Yes"
The next instant he was gone.
"How fucking bored is that asshole," I say out loud to myself..
26 Not as nice in person
So in my last chapter, a lot of people got a limp dick from the fact Draco complimented Hermione, and I kinda understand where you are coming from but you probably haven't seen the movies in a while or at least you haven't scrutinized them, I on the other hand literally bought an HBO max account just to write this shit. So here is why it's not actually a big deal.
You are severely overestimating how much the pureblood community actually cares, families like the Weasleys and Longbottom were allowed to continue to go to Hogwarts, literally after Voldemort took over.
Like it isn't that big of a deal, and even the black family only disowned Sirius and Andromeda not when they showed their disagreement with pureblooded ideology but rather when they ran away from home because of it. So unless you are actively getting in their way they really don't do much to you other than the occasional insult but they kind of also do that to everyone.
It is the first day of school, most Slytherin students aren't going to care since a large part of the Slytherin house producing so many dark wizards is not that bad kids get sorted into Slytherin but rather Slytherin isolates students and forces them to think and act that way to fit in.
So actually most first-year Slytherins and maybe even second years may actually have similar ideas as Draco. This is honestly sad because if you think about it if the other houses didn't have such a negative view of Slytherins as a whole and became friends with them in the early years of Hogwarts most would likely turn out better.
Now finally, getting on to Draco specifically, (A) the class only heard him say something to Hermine once, for all they know he was trying to insult her and was just really bad at it. They don't know and probably have other things to focus on.
(B) Only Claire, Blaise, Daphne, and Pansy heard his actual conviction on it. Claire is a Potter, Daphne just doesn't give a fuck, Blaise hasn't been indoctrinated into the whole pureblood ideologies yet, and Pansy doesn't like it but in the end, she is 11 and probably more worried about making friends, or eating cake than what her parents say about muggles.
After all, we know the real reason Draco played into the pureblood ideology so much was that he was afraid of his father, this one isn't, and while the other Slytherins still had the pureblood ideology they normal didn't personally go out of their way to show it and instead followed Draco's lead.
They actually have many "good" kids in the house shown by the fact they won the house cup multiple years in a row before Harry. Showing it wasn't as important to them as it was to their parents, at least in the early years of school.
(C) The outside wizarding world probably doesn't know and won't know considering there was a literal giant snake going through the school once and they didn't really know then. And even if it were to get out it would be social suicide to insult the Malfoy family in politics since they literally control the minister and Lucius wouldn't want anyone spreading the news.
And if you still disliked it that much well surprise I never actually meant for them to get along from the start, which will actually start to show in this chapter and even more so later when Hermione becomes better friends with Harry and Ron.
Just thought I would clear that all up. And I was trying to be as little of an asshole as possible while explaining this, often I can act like a huge dickhead to people in the comments because, well I'm a dickhead just in general.
Also here is a new discord link, if you want to talk about things with the story or tell me your thoughts, or whatever else.It was Tuesday and the second day of school.
The morning had actually gone well. When we met at breakfast the others seemed less awkward than they had the previous day, with Claire bragging to Blaise and Pansy about the fact all her homework was done after they both complained they had no idea where to even start the night before.
I of course had to poke fun at her and point out the fact that I had to walk her through how to do it the day before.
After that, we had Charms, Astronomy, and History before lunch and had just finished Defense Against the Dark arts Class.
"Man Professor Quirrell really needs to open a window in there," Blaise complains as we step out of the class.
"You can say that again," I nod while I continue to attempt to stuff any loose pieces of parchment between the pages of my D.A.D.A. book while also holding my other books between my armpit and knee.
I must have looked funny doing this odd juggling balancing act because Claire and Pansy whispered a little to each other while watching me do this and laughed. Luckily I was saved when a pair of arms reached out and took the stack of books being held between my armpit and knee. Looking up from my task to not drop anything I found Daphne now holding my books.
"You know you could have asked one of us to do this from the start," she said with my bored blank expression.
"I didn't want to bother you guys. It's my own fault for starting to walk out of class before I finished packing up" I said with a small smile as I finish successfully putting my papers away.
Daphne now hands back to me my books. We start walking towards our next class again while Claire makes fun of me for my 'funny dance.' Pansy says a few things too but she seems more mindful of what she says after yesterday.
I don't know if that's out of fear for some reason or she actually doesn't want another argument between us not that she could start one with this topic.
And we walk through corridor after corridor we eventually arrive at the stairway into the dungeons as our next class was potions.
Unfortunately, I was reminded that this class was with Gryffindor by the fact someone was currently calling Claire's name from behind us, and I recognized the voice.
The whole group turns to see Harry and Ron as well as a few other Gryffindors down the corridor most likely coming from their last class.
"Claire you have to come tomorrow to the Quidditch field. The Gryffindor tryouts are happening tomorrow and I'm going to be the Seeker, just like dad," he said with a smile to Claire ignoring the rest of the group.
"Harry you know no one gets on the team during their first year," Claire said tiredly as if this wasn't her first time hearing this.
"I can do it, even dad said I'm good on a broomstick. Just come will you, Ron's going to try too," Harry said.
I can't help but raise an eyebrow at that, "you really think you both can get on the Quidditch team," I say with a bit of a laugh in my voice.
I mean I know Harry can, not sure why really other than he is Harry, but Ron? Ya no.
"What it to you Malfoy!" Harry says giving me a dirty look.
"Nothing honestly, I am just surprised how clueless some wizards can be about their own abilities," I say before my gaze moves quickly towards Ron, "Isn't that right Weasley"
"Hum? What?" He said giving me a confused look.
"Exactly my point," I said with a satisfied smile.
This only seems to confuse him more.
By now the rest of the Gryffindor's have closed in on our conversation. Of them, one, in particular, speaks up.
"He was calling you stupid Ron," Hermione says in a correcting way.
"Thank you for the clarification Hermione," I say with a smile.
"Don't thank me, I already read about your family last night," she said in a sour way before passing both our groups and heading down into the dungeons.
I am left there a little speechless, did I just get told off by an 11 year old child.
It's only now that I realize everyone is just looking at me.
I scoff, "let's go," I say before turning to also head into the dungeons for class.
Pansy follows with a weird smile on her face as if the prior events couldn't have made her happier.
Daphne follows silently. While Claire only takes a beat to react and skips to cover the space she was behind. Blaise is the last and he takes a quick look at Harry and Ron standing there before he also runs to catch up.
I don't know when I became the unofficial leader but for some reason it seemed that way.
Harry and Ron stood there alone for a second before Harry runs after us.
"Wait Claire, you didn't say you would come yet"
Now Ron was just standing there as a few other Slytherin and Gryffindor students past him, "I'm not stupid"Sitting in the potions classroom I wasn't very surprised to find assigned seats again. It showed an obvious preference for Slytherin with the whole front row designated to us with the Gryffindors pushed to the back.
I am happy to find I am sitting between Claire, on the end, and Pansy. Have the teachers been watching who we have been hanging out with?
Besides Pansy is Blaise, then Daphne, and finally Tracey Davis. Seriously is there a higher plan to make them friends or something?
Author: Yes, yes there is
Pansy is talking to me about how she was right and how muggle borns have no respect for their betters. I would tell her to stop but my annoyance with both Hermione and my family reputation is weighing heavily in my mind.
How am I supposed to do anything if I have an immediate reputation for being evil? Of course, everyone is going to think I am to no good.
I am not allowed to think for long however as the previously absent teacher bursts through the door.
"There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class," Snape says and he paces towards the podium.
"As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion making. However for those select few..." he says as he looks towards me only to have his gaze immediately shift to Claire beside me. His gaze lingers a second before he looks back up.
Keep it in your pants Snape, she is a child.
"who possess the predisposition... I can teach you to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death," he says as he folds his arms and begins to scan the room.
"Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough, TO NOT PAY ATTENTION"
I Look back expecting to see Harry writing notes but instead, I see him putting away a half folded paper plane.
Bro, you have magic, can't you pick something more creative.
"Mr. Potter. Our, new, celebrity," Snape says as he stares at Harry.
"Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"
Hermione's hand shoots up making harry sitting next to her look over.
I can't help but start to feel a little annoyed at her constant urge to answer questions, I had put up with it yesterday and this morning in class, but either it was the fact that I was already annoyed with her or the fact it was so painfully obvious that the question was not for her that I could help but come to realize that dealing with this all year and the years to come would not be pleasant.
Harry shakes his head with a frown showing he doesn't know.
Well, of course, he doesn't know we are all supposed to be learning this in this class, although I had already learned it from my previous study with Snape you can't expect others to do the same. Of course, Snape knows this and is simply being mean to Harry, well because he is Harry.
"You don't know? Well let's try again. Where, Mr. Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?" Snape continues.
Hermione's hand shoots up again and I can see her mouth opening and closing ready to shout out the answer, as she sends glances towards Harry to see if he would answer.
"I don't know," Harry answered flatly.
"And what is the difference between monkshood and wolfbane?" Snape shoots out another.
Hermione just about stands up to make her hand raise higher.
"I don't know," Harry answers again, a bit of anger leaking into his voice.
"Pity. Clearly, fame isn't everything... is it Mr. Potter?" Snape says, an edge of his lip raising into a sneer.
"Clearly, the purpose of this class is to learn this, so of course, I wouldn't know," Harry shoots back visibly angry as he raises slightly out of his chair glaring at Snape.
Damn, didn't expect that.
"Sit down Potter," Snape says venomously.
A short silence proceeds before Harry sits down still upset but also clearly realizing the mistake he made in the moment.
Snape satisfied with the result continues, "Since you are so sure a student in this class should not know this information let me ask one of your classmates... Mr. Malfoy..."
I perk up at suddenly being called and look away from where Harry is sulking towards Snape.
"Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" Snape says, fully knowing he had already thought me this.
"It would produce a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death, Sir," I give an exact textbook definition.
"Good, and Where would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?" Snape continued.
"I would look for a stone in a goat's stomach, Sir," I answer again with a smile.
"Good, and finally Draco what is the difference between monkshood and wolfbane?"
"They are the same plant, and they go by the name aconite, Sir," I finish.
"So Potter, it seems you were incorrect... AGAIN," Snape says before dipping his quill in ink.
"For Mr. Malfoys answers be aware Slytherin is given 10 points," Snape says as he writes on a piece of paper.
A happy murmur goes through my row and I get a few smiles from my classmates while I can also hear unhappy sighs from behind me.
"Also from Gryffindor, 20 points will be taken for your housemate's disrespect," Snape continues as he makes another mark on the paper.
The sighing behind me grows deeper and I spot a few unhappy faces.
But just when I think it is over Spane stands from the Stool behind his podium, "And finally, Mr. Potter. You will serve detention with me tomorrow, after classes. I have cauldrons that need cleaning," Snape says with crossed arms.
Harry's mouth drops open, "But professor quidditch tryouts are tomorrow," he says as if expecting Snape to change his mind with this new information.
"Interesting Potter, it will be too bad you will be scrubbing cauldrons to go then. Now..." Snape speaks as he moves on with teaching.
Harry sits down looking defeated. I stop myself from chuckling, although I know he will just find some other way to weasel his way onto the team. How did he even just, GET, the seeker role with no tryout, are you telling me no one else in the whole Gryffindor house wanted to be the star book with all the attention.
The class moves on as Snape clearly goes through the basics of setting up your potion station and what to and not to do.
As soon as class ends Snape tells us to pack up and leave. No later than a second after he says this, does he himself walk out of the room.
He really feels no connection with this class, does he? No soon does the door close than do I hear a voice behind me.
"Have fun with that Malfoy," Harry says to me, nearly spitting out my name.
I look at the upset boy for a second before I stop packing up and turn to him.
"What do you mean by that Potter," I say leaning against the table.
"I bet you and Snape planned that didn't you, to make me look stupid," Harry said proudly as if he had found out some secret.
"Oh yes, of course, the professor and I also planned the part where you folded a piece of paper in class, and the part where you talked back to him also," I said in a condescending way before huffing and turning away from him to finish packing only to find Pansy had put my parchment away for me.
"Thanks. Come on guy, let's go" I say picking up my things.
Pansy, Blaise, and Daphne followed along but Claire stopped at the door of the class and looked back.
"Are you coming, Claire?" I say seeing her stop.
"I need to talk to my Brother really quick, it will be just a second, I will catch up," she to us.
I look past her back inside the class where I see Harry still standing at his desk with Ron glaring at us, "suit yourself," I say before leaving as Claire goes back into the class full of students still packing up and talking.
Our group walks up the stairs out of the dungeons towards our next class, Herbology.
"Can you believe him, acting like that in class," Pansy says as we reach the top of the stairs.
"He certainly picked the wrong class to do it in," I say.
"You can say that again, I thought Snape was going to throw him out of class," Blaise laughed.
Daphne afforded us a nod.
We continued walking through the school before we hear fast approaching steps from behind us. Turning I see it is Claire with her books. She has her head looking at the grown slightly as she runs up.
I smile but I then notice her face seems a little redder than usual and she is sniffling. It is only when she gets closer that I am finally sure, she's crying.
Pansy is the first to react, Claire! What's wrong," as she leans down to look at Claire's face and puts her hand on her back.
Claire inhales sharply with the distinct sound of inhaling after crying and she brings her sleeve to her face to wipe her wet eyes and she just shakes her head, "I don't want to talk about it, let's just go to class, please?"
"Claire, it's alright you can tell us," Pansy tries to console her.
Before anyone could say anymore I speak up, "let's go guys, if she doesn't want to talk about it right now that's her choice," I say before turning to keep walking expecting them to follow, which they do.
I don't know if this was the correct response but I know she would tell us what happened when she wanted to... or someone else would tell us what happened..
27 You're joking right?
Waking up, I quickly get ready before making my way to breakfast. I must be early since I am the first person to the table so I sit and begin to eat. I am finishing my eighth piece of buttered toast when Daphne sits down.
She honestly caught me a little off guard since she said nothing as she walked up and then just suddenly sat next to me while I was putting my full attention on my plate.
"You really need to talk more Daphne," I say shaking my head before going back to eating enough food for three people.
"I talk," Daphne said with a flat face.
"More, Daphne, I said more"
She watched me as I took a sip of orange juice.
"Hmm, I'll try"
"Good"
I attempt to go back to my food before I hear a voice, "Good morning guys, hey by the way did you do your transfiguration homework," Blaise says as he sits down across from us.
Only a few seconds after him Pansy also skips over with a smile.
Fuck now I need to talk and shit. I should have eaten more before they all showed up.
I take a deep breath resigning myself to this before I rest my head on my fist, "I thought you said you were going to do that last night Blaise"
"Haha, well about that, I was playing chess and lost track of time," he said trying to look embarrassed.
"Whatever just give me a piece of parchment and I will write everything you need on it, but you will have to actually write the report," I say quickly taking out my pocket watch, "you have an hour and a half"
I quickly scratch down some facts needed to do the report correctly.
He takes the parchment after I finish and sighs before he starts to write his report.
"You did your's right Pansy," I check with her as I only did it with Daphne and Claire.
"Of course I did, my parents would kill me if I got bad grades," she says as if stating something obvious.
I just give a hum in response. Over Pansy's shoulder, I can see Claire walking towards us also.
"Good morning Claire, feeling any better today," I say trying to judge her mood from her face.
"I'm fine, I talked about it more with Pansy and Daphne last night"
I gasp and place my hand on my chest in an exaggerated way, "you had girls night without," I say with an exasperated way.
I try and keep my face straight but I can't stop a smile from forming on my face and that seems to break the depressive atmosphere as Claire who I had been looking at breaks also and begins to laugh lightly followed by Pansy.
I am glad to see her laughing, I still don't know what happened yesterday but at least she seems better.
Blaise looks up from his work at the sudden commotion, "what's so funny?"
"Nothing, I was just being dumb," I said while chuckling.
"I don't get it," Daphne says looking at me confused.
I quickly get myself under control to answer her, "don't worry about it Daphne"
"What are you all laughing about"
I look behind me to find Emma and Sarah. Before I can even greet my two sisters Sarah already has her arms around my neck choking me although she calls it a hug.
"Draco!! Those stupid professors gave me so much homework I haven't been able to spend time with you these days," Sarah says as she 'hugs' me.
Luckily Emma can control her and pulls her off, "you need to calm down Sarah," she scolds her.
Sarah glares at Emma but relents and this time just sit on my other side from Daphne.
Emma sighs and sits also, "I am so sorry to hear about Claire," she says in a motherly way.
We all look at her with surprise.
"Wait, how do you know," Claire asks
Now it's Emma's turn to look surprised, "I mean, everyone knows? The Potter siblings had a yelling match in the potions classroom, that story is going to spread like wildfire."
"Wait wait wait," I quickly say, "so literally the whole school knows about this except me and Blaise," I say a little exasperated with the situation.
"Hmm? No, I heard during chess yesterday. I still can't believe he said that" Blaise corrects me.
"What? Why am I the only one that doesn't know?" I say nearly throwing my hands in the air at the ridiculousness of this situation before turning to Claire as if asking her to set this straight.
Claire sighs, "Harry said that I might as well already be a Death Eater," she says before stopping.
"Ok?" I say feeling as if that wasn't the end of the story.
"And.. that our grandparents would have been better off letting me die that night"…
What the fuck happened after I left that classroom.
Like holy fuck Harry that shit is fucked up.
Like I know you're a piece of shit and like eleven but still, not cool man
Honestly the fact I am most surprised and impressed with is the fact that Claire already seemed so ok with it now, sure it's not the worst thing he could have said but she is eleven.
Hell even everyone else is just a little surprised by this.
I once saw an eleven year old cry because his cake was vanilla instead of chocolate in my last life. Let alone his twin telling him that the literal death of their grandparents was wasted on him.
But I have come to find that magical children act much more mature than muggle children, or is that related to the time period, I never lived in 1990 in my last life so I can't say.
Maybe girl's night really does work. I'm more of a, talking to my pet, type of guy myself but whatever, wait I don't have a pet in this world.
I don't get to speak my mind on the subject however since in the next moment the Great Hall quiets.
Through the large doors had walked in Dumbledore, flanked by McGonagall and Snape. Trailing behind them was Harry Potter, who was looking at the ground.
"Claire Potter" Snape's unmistakable voice rings through the great hall, "come with us please," he continues before turning I can see him sneer at Harry.
Claire stands from her seat and walks towards them. She glanced back at us a few times before she is whisked away with the group somewhere
"What do you think they are gonna talk about," Pansy asks while still staring at the now empty entranceway.
"Oh, probably about how to do traditional flower arranging," I say.
Blaise looks up from his work, "You really think so? I thought they were going to talk about yesterday"
"No, wha" I sigh, "you know what don't worry about it," I really need to stop trying jokes they are horrible.
"My brother was trying to be funny, don't worry about it. Well, I have an assignment I need to finish for class later today, be nice to your friends Draco," Emma says before getting up and leaving.
Man people really leave as fast as they arrive today.
We continue to talk together, well mostly it is Pansy and Sarah talking while I and Daphne listen and Blaise works.
Roughly 20 minutes later Claire finally returns along with Harry to the Great Hall. Claire rushes over to us and I am happy to see she seems fine.
Harry on the other hand receives a less than staller welcome at the Gryffindor table, it seems even they think he messed up. Oh well, people will forget it in a little.
"What happened?" I ask as Claire sits down.
"We went to the headmaster's office. Snape wanted Harry expelled for disrespecting the Slytherin house or something but Dumbledore wanted to hear my opinion, so he if just getting a letter written to our parents about it." Claire said.
"Really? I mean getting expelled doesn't make sense but you should have at least gotten him detention or something" I said while crossing my arms.
"Ya Claire, he deserves it," Pansy chimes in off to the side.
"Ya I know, but I just kinda want to forget it happened and move on," Claire says losing a bit of her smile.
I can only sigh, "Whatever, he already has one detention I guess"
Soon we all finish breakfast and head to class.
The day passes as we finish transfiguration, charms, astrology, history, potions.
The best part was at the end of potions when Harry tried to slip out of class before Snape noticed to go to Quidditch tryouts only to have Snape shut the door in his face with a swish of his wand.
Luckily today we only had 5 classes and not 6 because we have astrology at midnight also so we had an early afternoon.
We all decided to hang out in one of the courtyards and talk while we 'worked' on homework. I had to admit that I was enjoying myself, I had forgotten how carefree life could be when you were younger.
My day was honestly going great, well that is until we all were escorted to the astronomy tower at midnight for class only for me to overhear a very excited Ron saying he had gotten on the Gryffindor team.
You're joking right?
Unfortunately the next morning I woke up to find up it wasn't a dream, Ron managed to become the Gryffindor Seeker, the worst part, it was literally because no one else tried out for the position.
Like it's the seeker position, I thought everyone wanted to do it.
I swear fate is fucking with me.
Although I am looking forward to seeing him smacked in the face with a bludger. That is if he remains on the team, I am sure Harry will find a way to get his position, the drama around that will be great to watch..
28 Getting familiar with school
Sorry about the wait, had a calculus test to study for and due. Also, I wrote this over like 3 days and am tired and I don't feel like proofreading it right now so sorry if there are mistakes.It had been nearly a month since the start of school. During this time things had developed smoothly.
I had gained a reputation for being a good student and almost always earned top marks on my assignments. I had also did not partake in much bullying of many other students which along with my diligence in class made me a good student in the eyes of the teachers even if I didn't go out of my way to try and become overall friendly with them. I didn't feel a need to be liked by them but rather having a good image was always helpful.
The effect of my actions was not just limited to the teachers, however. My smarts, attitude, and with the help of my looks, I had made a few 'friends' in Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Of course, how close these kids and I had become was varying. Some were rather people I was simply acquainted with, some I would sometime interact with for class and other things, and a select few I might even go out of my way to just have a friendly conversation with.
However in the end these at most might talk to me once or twice a week and I still spent most of my time with kids from Slytherin. I branched out from my initial group and put in the effort to truly get to know the other Slytherin first years.
Although many looked like they could use a good pair of braces and others I truly thought might have been dropped on their heads as kids, I, in the end, managed to at least become acquainted with all of them and show my best face to them, often helping them with homework and acting like a gave a fuck about them.
The ones that truly mattered of course were my original group. I learned a lot about them in these weeks.
Claire was just as I originally thought, a young girl who put up a cold front but in the end just wanted friends that were truly her friends and not trying to use her to get closer with her brother. She had also slowly become comfortable with her place in Slytherin being less defensive towards us and had started to join in on jokes, sometimes even at the expense of her own brother, although never anything too extreme and would stop anyone who crossed her bottom line.
Pansy was probably the easiest to understand. She was the typical pureblood child who had heard all the stories of how important blood purity was. She would often mention or allude to it in our group conversations or when passing other students in the halls.
I didn't try and stop her and just dealt with it. I had no issue with these stereotypes floating around and would only oppose them when they interfered with my plans.
Daphne was the opposite of Pansy, she was hard to read due to her cold uncaring attitude and would only react to the most extreme or surprising situations. She had also slowly formed a personal friendship with Tracey Davis during classes who in turn joined our group although oftentimes she would just sit off to the side and only talk to the girls, I got the feeling she was shy or scared around boys.
Finally, Blaise, as the only other guy had also gained my attention. I found out he was still very innocent on the matter of the world and he even had yet to learn about his mother most likely killing all her husbands and he only thought they each got sick.
He was also the only one who would often leave the group as he had a personality that was hard to hate and he was part of many friend groups, especially some of the second and third-year boys on the Slytherin quidditch team who were slowly becoming his main friend group.
My sisters also didn't keep still in this time and I was slowly introduced to their friends through various interactions. Sarah's friends were easy to meet since there were only three as she seemed to not be very outgoing when she wasn't with either me or Emma and only seemed to be comfortable around these three girls.
Emma on the other hand made me feel like I was meeting a new friend of her's every day for the first 2 weeks but in the end, through observing how she interact with them I could tell few were actually close with her and rather her kind attitude just made people like her.
Even some of the girls I had seen get off the train with her in the past years seemed less close to her than I would have thought. In the end, she had even fewer true friends than Sarah and she was only really close to two girls.
I had interacted a little with these five friends of my sisters, I had to say my sisters had good taste in friends and they each had decent looks. I had enjoyed meeting them even if Emma's treated me like a little kid and tried to tease me about how I had grown up since they last saw me.
Everything wasn't great of course. My relationship with Harry and Ron had gone from bad to worse. This largely started actually on the Thursday of the first week. We had our first flying lesson during which it went largely as it did in the original with Neville shooting off on an uncontrolled broom before falling and breaking his arm.
I had thought about stopping it somehow but in the end, decided I would let it happen basically just being I'm a lazy piece of shit and knew he would be fine in the end. Like they can literally regrow bones let alone just a broken one.
The difference started however when I saw a small glass remembrall near my feet after Madam Hooch led Neville off to the hospital wing.
I had picked it up out of reflex as the original scene played in my mind. I had no intention of it happening again but before I could think anymore I had heard a shout.
It was Harry and he accused me of trying to steal it, I denied it and even the other students didn't believe Harry but since then at every chance, Harry or Ron would try and find fault with me as if convinced I was always up to no good.
Overall other than these few outstanding developments, the school had been just as I remembered it in my last life, minus the whole magic part that is. I would go to class learn, do assignments, study, and hang out in my free time.
Even right now I was sitting in the common room with my Emma and one of her friends. My group was split up off doing things.
I was enjoying the fire while sitting on a couch. Emma had been sitting in another armchair while she and I talked before her friend Sophie had joined us.
Sophie was one of my sister's two actual friends along with another girl named Katherine. Sophie was a cute girl with brown hair with streaks of blonde towards the end. She was about the same height as Emma.
She was apparently from some old noble family but I had never heard a mention of her last name in the books or movies.
She had a very open personality often saying exactly when she thought sometimes to the point it seemed rude or strange what she was saying.
She was also different from Emma as Emma would try and be polite and welcoming to anyone while not trying to start conflict, while Sophie would just tell them to fuck off if they were annoying or rude to Emma. I had actually really started to like her because of this.
"Emma, your brother has really nice hair, did I ever tell you that," she said while sitting beside me on the couch, and playing with my hair.
"You have literally told me this every day for a week now. And stop petting his head like he is a dog," Emma said while looking at me and Sophie sitting on the couch.
"But it's so soft," she said while continuing to touch my hair as if she was enjoying teasing my sister although I knew it was just the way she was. "You don't mind me touching your hair right Draco," she after turning away from my sister.
I shrug, "feels kinda nice, not going to lie," I say as I get the equivalent of a free head massage from a cute girl. Honestly, between that and the heat from the fire, I was starting to fall asleep.
Emma off to the side looks at me like I betrayed her in some way. Someone might be a little jealous.
Our little chat however was interrupted however by some coming up to our group.
"Hello Emma, I was wondering if I could ask you something," a boy's said.
Looking at the boy I found a face even a mother could love. Seriously dude there must be a spell to fix that.
It was Marcus Flint, the Slytherin Quidditch Captain. At first, I hadn't thought much of the boy other than he needed some braces, but then I found out he had a big crush on Emma.
Oh, poor boy but this innocent-looking kid over here made his sister not so innocent.
"Oh, what is it Marcus," Emma says with a forced smile already knowing what he is going to ask.
"Would you mind if we took a walk tomorrow together," he said with a smile, which was honestly horrifying to see.
Before Emma could even speak up however Sophie answered for her, "No she can't, we already have something planned for tomorrow."
"Oh then maybe the next day?"
And Sophie answers for Emma, "No we are doing something that day also... You can go now."
His smile breaks a little showing how unhappy he is before giving Emma a goodbye before rejoining his group of friends across the Slytherin common room.
"You didn't have to be so mean to him," Emma says chastizing Sophie.
"I actually did need to because he needs to realize you don't like him and I know you won't say it," Sophie says before she goes back to rubbing my head.
I decided to keep silent. I already know that Sophie would look after Emma.
Unfortunately, it had gotten a little weird to sit in the common room now since Marcus and his friends would look over at us constantly.
Sophie eventually getting tired of this stood up, "let's go hang out somewhere else."
Emma agreed obviously also growing uncomfortable with the awkward environment while I followed along.
We walked to my room before we entered. I had already grown used to this as even with the individual rooms there was a ward that prevented boys from entering the girl's side while anyone could enter the boy's side.
This meant that my friends and I would often hang out in my room. We tried doing to do it in Blaise's room once but he wasn't the neatest person so my room had become the go-to.
As soon as we got to the room Sophie made herself comfortable on my bed.
"Mmmh, Draco how do make your bed so comfortable," Sophie says as she stretches out on my bed.
"There isn't anything special about it you just enjoy messing my sheets," I say as I watch my made bed turn into a mess although I didn't mind, it took a single spell to fix it.
"No, it also smells nice," she said.
"That's because of my cologne," I say as I side on the edge of the bed along with Emma as we both watch Sophie.
"I know, you also smell nice," Sophie says before sitting up and smelling me.
"Hey you creep don't smell my little brother," Emma says in fake anger.
"Then don't have such a cute little brother," She says as she smiles and wraps her arms around my neck from behind.
Emma just shakes her head before laying back on to the bed.
"By the way, what are we doing this weekend anyway. I told Marcus we were doing something but I now realize we have nothing to do," Sophie says while pulling me back onto the bed with her and hugging me as she talks with Emma.
I swear this girl is way too open with me because she thinks I am just a cute little innocent boy.
Emma also looks at her friend weirdly knowing how I actually am but in the end doesn't say anything.
"Sophie we have a test for charms on Monday, I already told you this. You are coming and studying with me and Katherine tomorrow"
"Ughhh, why does it matter, I won't get a good grade like either of you guys anyway."
"You should still try Sophie"
Sophie rolls her eyes, she was not a very academic person and she would rather just have fun. "I am too tired to study, we had two tests this week and finally I have time to relax and yet I have another test. Do the professors not realize we have other classes than just theirs." She says in an annoyed voice.
"Sounds like you need a massage," I chime in for... no particular reason.
"Ugh, that actually sounds amazing, I know this one place that's run by some Wizards from Japan and they are great at it. Too bad we are at school though." She says as looks at the ceiling.
"I am actually good at it," I say trying to stop my evil grin from rising up.
"You Draco? You should know you shouldn't lie to people," she says before she tightens her grip around me and uses her hand to mess up my hair.
I can't help but laugh, "No, really. Just ask Emma."
Sophie stops after hearing this and looks at Emma, "really Emma."
Emma looks at her awkwardly before looking at me with a worried look, I just try and tell her through my eyes to agree.
See this Emma finally just sighs before nodding.
"Gasp, Emma you have been holding this secret from me all this time to keep him all to yourself. She deserves some punishment don't you think Draco" Sophie says while smiling before crawling towards Emma.
"Wait no," Emma says as she starts to back up.
"I'll get her arms," I say as I jump up and grab Emma's arms before she can escape.
"And here is your punishment," Sophie says as she begins to tickle Emma's sides.
Emma gives in almost immediately flailing around laughing trying to scrunch her body to block Sophie's hands.
"Haha, wait, Sophie, Ha, stop please," Emma says as she laughs from the tickling.
"Nope take your punishment Emma," Sophie says as she sits on Emma's legs and tickles her sides.
"Draco, haha, get go, save me," Emma says as she tries to switch targets.
"Sorry Emma, you heard Sophie," I say enjoying the carefree atmosphere.
Finally, after a few more minutes of Sophie tickling Emma, she gets tired and stops.
"There, now we are even," she says as she breaths deeply trying to catch her breath.
Emma also finally can stop laughing and is also catching her breath.
I am the only one that isn't tired, "so Sophie, want that massage now?"
She looks at me as if she almost forgot the whole reason this all started, "Oh ya, sure that would be great," she says as she lays back on the bed.
I scoot over towards her, "Ok, just lay face down then."
Sophie does as I said and lays face down. Off to the side Emma who had finally caught her breath is still looking awkward knowing how this will likely end or at least what it will lead to.
I ignore Emma however and instead start to massage Sophie's back. She is only wearing her skirt and white button-up along with her tie right now so there isn't much fabric to deal with. I can even feel the strap of her bra.
I don't try anything extreme and just massage while making my blessing provide her with just a good feeling.
I know if I go too fast too quickly she will be scared off.
I move my hands along her back, over her neck and shoulders, and sides. I purposely don't get too close to the side of her breasts but I still have the blessing make it feel better as I get closer to them.
"Mmmh, man Emma your brother is really good at this, I can't believe you didn't tell me," Sophie says with her eyes closed and a smile on her face.
"Haha... sorry, just didn't think about it," Emma says awkwardly off to the side while fidgeting while watching this.
"We should tell Katherine also, I bet she could use a massage, always spending time in the library," Sophie continues as she enjoys the massage.
I move from her back now to her legs as I start with her feet. She still has her long knee-high socks on.
I rub each foot, luckily with cleaning spells, it is hard to be dirty or smelly in the wizarding world. I then move on to the calves pressing deeply into the muscle as I push up the leg with some force. Sophie is nearly purring at this point since it feels good.
Finally, I am at her thighs and I start low and slowly head up. I increase the strength of my blessing as I move up her thighs.
Finally, I am about halfway up her thigh and also at the bottom of her skirt. I debate if I should end here as to not be caught but I am not very persuasive to myself so I press on slowly.
By now I am going a third of the speed I was before up her thighs as her skirt is slowly pushed higher and higher.
Sophie's smile had been replaced with her biting her lip however I still reserved no protest. Why this was I didn't know, maybe it felt good and maybe she didn't realize the whole situation yet. I know she is a hormonal teenager so maybe she is getting into it?
Emma off to the side was also watching this whole situation and I could even see her hands being squeezed between her legs as if she was trying to hold in her feeling about the situation.
My hands finally reach the very top of her thighs and her skirt is basically fully flipped up. My blessing has increased in intensity this whole time and now is relatively giving a strong effect.
I stare at her clean white panties that are even showing a small patch of dark wetness. I want to pull them down and push my fingers into her a lot but I know it would be trading long-term benefits for short-term ones.
Honestly, I might have already gone too far with her, be the show must go on.
I stop massaging her thighs, "Sophie, let me do your front,"
She seems to be awaked from me stopping and looks at me confused at if she hadn't understood what I had just said, "what?"
"Your front Sophie, you ok?" I say with a small laugh enjoying teasing her.
"Oh... oh ya of course sorry," she says as she rolls over to her back with a small blush.
I shuffle to her side and begin to massage her stomach.
I start as I did on her back however this time everything has raised a level from the blessing meaning I am starting with a level close to the end of before.
As for the end of this side, we shall see how it goes.
Already Sophie has a look of enjoyment on her face as my fingers sink into the soft flesh of her stomach.
My hands slowly move up her stomach towards her chest before stoping below her breast, all while increasing my blessing.
I shape my hands into a shape of a C and move them along the outside edge of my breasts going up and around them but not on top before bringing my hands back down between her breast to her stomach.
I do this relatively quickly and as I finish the movement I hear a small suppressed moan.
I repeat this action a few times before I rub her shoulders over her collar bones. Finishing the top I go to her legs again.
Since I did her feet already I start with her shins before working my way up to her knees. I then go on to her thighs as I roll the skin and muscle in circular motions as I move up as my blessing works harder.
As my hands move up her thighs she begins to rub her legs together as if trying to push herself over the last edge.
I can't help but get an idea. I pull my hands away abruptly stopping the massage.
Sophie continues to work her legs together for a few more seconds before stopping as if only no realizing I stopped. She looks back at me confused.
"massage is done," I say with a smile.
"What? Isn't there anything you forgot to do," she says in an almost pleading way.
"I have massaged everywhere appropriate," I say with a now straight face.
"Appropriate?" she says while subconsciously moving a hand towards her breasts and the other towards her crotch however before they reach there she stops herself. "Um yes, of course, thanks Draco."
"Of course, anytime," I say with a smile.
My words seem to have a little bit of an effect on her as she shivers before I can hear her mutter under her breath, "anytime," with a smile.
She quickly snaps out of her thoughts, however, "Um, I am going to head back to my room now, I have something I need to... finish," she says before leaving the room in a rush giving neither I nor Emma a chance to respond.
See that Sophie left I turn my gaze towards Emma she has a hand half pushed up into her skirt showing she liked the sight from before.
I hadn't done anything dirty with anyone all this time as I got used to school but now I guess was a good nice to enjoy myself a little, and also get rid of the growth in my pants..
29 This is why you don't abstain
It's a short chapter,
buuttttttt…
It a lemon.I smile at the sight of Emma as she has her hand pushed up into her shirt while looking at me as if she was expecting something.
I lay back against the headboard sitting up.
"Come here," I say while gesturing with my hand towards my lap.
Emma crawls across the bed towards me happily before sitting in my lap.
She turns her head back to look at me and I can't help myself but kiss her. I hold a side of her face with my hand while the other grips her side.
A few minutes pass as we just enjoy the kiss however soon my hands move on their own and find themselves grasping her breasts through her button-up shirt.
She shows no resistance to this and even has to breaks from our kiss every now and then to let out a moan she couldn't suppress.
Wanting to get past the fabric I undo the few buttons in the middle still leaving those at the bottom and very top done.
This lets her bra show through the 'window' made in her shirt. I don't bother trying to undo the clasps and instead, just pull the bra upwards lets her breasts come free.
The image of Emma's full perky breasts peeking out from her shirt is an incredibly appealing sight and I can't help but pink her nipples as I look at them.
Emma is having the time of her life and ops to stop kissing me and instead watch me playing with her body. Her arms reach back behind her head as her hands run through my hair before gripping my hair as if for support.
I continue to play with her breasts, massaging them and pressing them while occasionally pinching her nipples. I kiss her smooth bare neck as I do this and she mews in delight at the stimulation.
By now she has already shown signs of cumming a few times so I decided to move on before I burn her out.
I quickly push her forward.
She had been pleasantly enjoying herself before hand and has no time to act before she falls forward onto the bed face first.
Emma now laying out on the bed begins to move her arms to push herself up but I press my hand down on her back signaling her not to get up.
I flip up her skirt to reveal her soaked panties which I quickly pull down her legs before tossing them to the side.
Her naked bottom is now out for me to see.
The outer lips of her pussy are red and puffed up from arousal. Her pussy already dripping with lubricant ready for me.
"Lift up you waist" I say as lean forward over her.
She does as I say and I slip a pillow under her waist to prop her waist up making it easier for me.
Looking at the wet cunt I can no longer wait and i quickly undo my pants before taking them off.
Emma watches this over her shoulder with a heated gaze as she wiggles her butt as if trying to hurry me along.
Finally free of my pants and underwear I lean over her while using my hand to guild my hand towards her pussy.
I quickly find it and rub the tip up and down in between the outer lips.
Emma rocks back trying to make it enter her sooner.
I don't disappoint her and after finding the correct position I let my weight push my dick down in to her pussy.
Emma let's out a deep moan before pushing her face into the sheets and biting the sheets.
I begin to trust my hips back and forth in and out of her pussy. My hands hold onto her waist pushing it down while pushing with my hips forward as it to fold her back in half.
With every thrust Emma release a muffled moan while her pussy release more liquid as it spreads out between my hips and her ass making a wet slap with each thrust.
I pull one hand back from her waist grabbing her ass cheek as I push the tip of my thumb in her asshole.
She lets out a surprised yelp at this but makes no move to stop me and quickly returns to her moaning.
My thumb continues to play with her asshole. Rimming the edge before pressing the tip in before repeating. All while my hips continue to plunge my dick in and out her she wet pussy.
I feel myself nearing my climax as I had been on tortured with thoughts all while playing with Sophie and Emma. Now I with this I couldn't hold on any longer and came depositing my cum in my sister's pussy.
I push myself up and back to see my sisters pussy quickly closing now that nothing held it out however at it tightens it pushes out a few globes out my cum.
The sight I appealing but quickly retrieve my wand before cast the spell to kill the sperm.
Visually nothing much changes to the cum that came out of my sister but I know the heat denatured the DNA contained within.
It also seems the warmth brought my sister out of her fantasy land.
She weakly looks back at me over her shoulder with a smile.
"That was great Draco, give me a few minutes to rest before I go back to my room ok," she says.
"What? Why would you leave already"
"You finished" she says now looking confused.
"I finished, yes. But I'm not done," I say as I point down towards my again erect manhood.
Just because I used my brain to remember to not get my sister pregnant doesn't mean the brain in my other head stopped talking.
Emma's eyes widen a little at the realization but I give her no time and quickly go forward push into my sister once again.
What continues is round after round of sex."My dick is sore"
By the time I feel like I can go on longer I look at my bed. The sheets are covered in wet spots and dried stains along with my sister splayed out with her legs spread leaking a substantial amount of cum from her pussy.
"Might have over done it. Well that's what I get for holding back for so long I guess," I say to myself.
Luckily with magic cleaning much easier and after I drag my sister who is unable to muster the strength to stand on her own as her legs continue to give out I do a few quick scourgify spells to clean up.
I put my sister in my bed before tucking her in before getting under the covers next to her. Before waving my wand to put out the lights..