His Sweet Sensation
Chapter 3:
Draco made his way back to his room after a very unproductive night. He was appointed to fuck some sleezy Slytherin tonight but he wasn't up for it. He entered his room to find that Marcella was gone and decided she was back in the Gryffindor Tower. Draco headed for the his bathroom planning to take a soothing bath to uplift his bottomless mind before he headed out for dinner.
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Marcella heard someone enter the bathroom and opened her eyes to meet Draco's gaze. His eyes filled with pain as well as rage and anger. She smiled evilly through her eyes and deepened her kiss with her victim. Marcella intwigned her fingers with the red hair her fingers touched without breaking the cold stare from Draco. She reluctantly pulled away from her kiss.
"You know, you should really knock before you come in. You never know what you might see." She said logically. Ron turned around and met with Draco's raging eyes. He never seen Draco look that mad in all the seven years that he's known him. Marcella grabbed his arm, reassuring him that Draco wouldn't touch him.
"What do you think you're doing?" Draco finally found his voice.
"What does it look like I'm doing? For someone like you, you're not very observant.. obviously." Marcella said as she threw her hair behind her shoulders.
Draco's anger finally got to him.
"You're supposed to love me!" He screamed causing Ron to take a step back and the mirrors on the wall to shake.
"Excuse me?" Marcella replied back. "Do you really think that I could love you? Just cause you 'love' me?" She added playing around with the word as if it was a joke. "Really Draco, you're nothing to me. Maybe just an one night stand, but we didn't get that far, did we?"
Marcella's words sliced through his body like a thousand knives. His anger grew. She was gonna pay. He turned his attention to Ron, whose eyes filled with fear. Draco laughed to himself. Marcella walked in front of him.
"Now be a good boy and go down to dinner." She whispered in his ear. No matter how mad he was at her, it still sent chills throughout his body when she was that close to him. She backed away and once again met with his gaze. She leaned in, never leaving his gaze, never blinking. Marcella brought her hand up to his neck for a deeper kiss. Then pushed him away.
"Go." With that, Draco left the bathroom, still wanting Marcella to pay for what she did to him.
Marcella turned to Ron.
"You have nothing to worry about Ron." She said as she once again entangled her fingers with his hair.
"He looked like he could kill."
"He can't touch me. And I'm sure that he won't touch you. I'll make sure of it." She said with a kiss. "You should go." Ron left. She let out a sigh of triumph and turned to one of the mirrors.
"Father, I think I found you a new body."
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"You should of seen the look on his facce when Marcella told him off. It was priceless." Ron said as he explained to his friends what had happened just moments before.
"It's about time someone's put him in his place." Ginny said.
"I would pay anything to see that look on his face again." Ron said laughing. "But it was sort of scary. He looked as if he could murder her any second."
"Isn't it sorta strange that she's a Slytherin but yet she doesn't act like one?" Harry questioned.
"Harry, just look at it this way, atleast we won't have another one to deal with." Hermione said as-a-matter-of-factly. "And she doesn't really go by what house you're in. God bless her soul."
"And she does great things with her tongue." Ron said smiling.
"RON! We didn't have to know that." Ginny said disgusted.
"Seems like Draco still would want to kill her.." Ron said pointing over to the Syltherin table.
"Ron, do you really think it's safe to just go about. I mean, you said yourself. He looked like he could murder."
"'Mione, you don't have to worry. Marcella's making sure he doesn't touch me."
"OK.."
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Draco watched Ron and his little Gryffindor friends. He still had the anger built up inside of him.
"Drake? What's wrong?" Pansy said as she hung off his shoulder.
"Get off me. I really don't need you to hang on me right now." Draco said pushing her off of him. He got up and left the table. "She's going to pay." Draco said to himself as he walked to his room.
He walked into his room to find Marcella asleep on his bed. He watched her slyishly as he grabbed his wand from his robe pocket, threw his robe aside and chained Marcella's arms and legs to the bed. Surprisingly, she didn't wake nor stir. Too tired to finish his job, he unchained her out of guilt and left it till morning.
It was just hours after Draco fell asleep that he awoke remembering what he had to do. Draco rechained her to the bed. He opened the drawer of his nighttable next to his bed. He pulled out a knife and smiled. Draco drew the blade to her face and she winced at the coldness of the blade. She threw her eyes open to find Draco straddling her.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"I was gonna kill you, but I just had a change of plans."
"Really? I would really like to see you try and kill me." Marcella said as she rolled her eyes. Her eyes darted to the knife in his hand. "So what was the change of plan?"
"I'm going to fuck you out of your mind and then kill you."
"God, you're so stupid. And I'm astonished that you're Head Boy. Come on, you can come up with a better plan than that. If you were gonna kill me, you wouldn't straight out tell me." Draco was taken aback. Marcella took the time to chant a spell and switch the position of the two. Now Draco was chained to his own bed as Marcella straddled him.
"Draco, you should know better than that. Did you really think you could win?" Marcella said as she started unbottoning his shirt. As she came to the last button she threw the shirt open baring his muscular chest and abs.
"And I'm still at a loss at how I didn't have sex with you that night." She shook her head and took the knife from his hand. "Don't worry. This won't hurt a bit." She ran the knife up and down his body until she stopped an inch above his left nipple. Marcella smiled at him and dug the knife's blade slightly into his skin, cutting him. Draco jerked in pain, let out a moan of pain. She lowered her head to the cut licking some of the blood. Then she jumped off the bed and dressed herself out of her night clothes.
"You should really try and not be late to class."
"So you're just gonna leave me here?" Draco asked as the air stung his cut.
"Well.. yeah. Someone will find you eventually." Marcella left with her books.
What seemed like days, Draco waited for someone to come and unbind him from the bed. The last thing he needed was his father sending him a Howler for missing a day's worth of classes for no apparent reason. Then out of no where, Pansy ran into his room, screaming with horror.
"Oh my god Draco! What did she do?" She said as she took her wand from her robe.
"Just unchain me." Ignoring his request, she tried to heal the cut on his chest. What she thought was a healing spell, just hurt Draco more. His whole body arched as the spell burned his cut. "You stupid fuck! I said just unchain me."
Afraid for her life, Pansy unbinded him and took him to Madam Pomfrey.
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Marcella sat in her seat as she waited for the class to start.
"You did it!" She heard someone yelled from behind her. To see what all the comotion was about she turned around. Marcella saw Pansy next to the desk behind her staring straight at her. Marcella stook up and walked into the aisle.
"I did what?"
"You hurt Draco."
"And you know this how?" Marcella arched her eyebrow.
"You left him in his room, chained to his bed and bleeding to death."
"I'm innocent until proven guilty." She barked back slyly. Pansy was now furious. She raised her arm to slap her but Marcella stopped her. Then she laughed.
"I don't find anything funny Marcella."
"Well that's cause you have no idea what's going through my head right now." Marcella drew her attention to the entrance of the classroom. "And it looks like Draco's fine. I don't know what you're going on about."
Draco walked to behind Marcella. Marcella, still laughing, turned around.
"So how was Madam Pomfrey?" She asked him.
"Just fine." He said as he grabbed her waist and pulled her in for a kiss. Pansy stood there was a look of shock and jealousy on her face. Marcella brought her hands up to his chest and pushed him away.
"For someone who was just about to kill me, you have a great sense of humor."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing." Marcella said as she turned to Pansy, who was now furious with jealousy. "Jealous much?" She flashed her infamous smirk and sat back in her seat.
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Marcella enter the Great Hall, greeted by the sounds of students talking away. She took her seat at the Syltherin table.
"Why aren't you eating?" Crabbe asked her as she stared at the food.
"I'm not hungry. But I can see you are." She said as she look at him with disgust as he shoved food down his throat.
"Right.." He said. Not being able to watch him eat anymore, Marcella stood to leave.
"Why hello Pansy. Fancy seeing you here." She said in a cocky voice.
"Let's get one thing straight Marcella." Pansy started, emphasizing her name. "I don't want you anywhere around Draco."
"Will do." Marcella said, half laughing.
"And who do you think you are? You walk around like you own the place. For your information miss, no one seems to like you."
"Is that so? Well maybe..." Pansy cut her off.
"And if I do see you around MY Draco anymore, I'll owl his father to get rid of you."
"You have got to be shitting me. What do you plan on telling him? 'Lucius, Draco's being following this Marcella girl, the daughter of your leader. I think you should punish him and make sure he never sees her again.' You're just gonna make him look good." Marcella stated. "You've got to be really stupid Pansy. I never knew someone was this fucked up in the head before. And you make no sense what so ever. Since when was I all over Draco?"
Pansy's face reddened from anger. Yet again she raised her hand to slap Marcella.
"I dare you." Marcella challenged. Heads turned from all around the Great Hall. Pansy was now inches away from Marcella's face when a hand pulled her wrist back. Pansy turned around to find Draco holding her wrist.
"Don't you dare touch her."
"But Draco.. I was only trying to teach her not to go near you again, nor hurt you."
"Did I ask you too?" He asked sternly.
"Why are you defending her? She almost killed you."
"Almost.." Draco said still holding his grip on Pansy. He finally let go and there was a hand print where he held her. Draco walked behind Marcella and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Besides, it was quite fun."
"Aww.. Did Draco hurt you Pansy? Do you want him to kiss it for you?" Marcella said mocking her.
"No." Both Draco and Pansy hissed. Marcella threw her head back against Draco's chest laughing.
"Give it up Pansy." Marcella said as she unwrapped Draco's arm from her body. Then she walked out. Pansy looked at Draco in embarrassment and motioned her her friends to leave with her. Draco let out a sigh and took a seat at the table.
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Half the year had already passed and not a thing between Draco and Marcella had changed... well.. sort of.
"So you wouldn't marry me?" Draco asked as he and Marcella were embraced on the couch in Heads common room.
"There is no way in hell would I ever marry you. I'd have to be put under a spell."
"Really?"
"Don't even try it Malfoy."
"Not just once?" He said as he nibbled on his earlobe. They heard the potrait swing open and closed.
"Aww, how sweet." They hear Hermione comment. "So you finally worked out your differences?"
"No, and I don't think we ever will." Marcella said she ran her hand up and down Draco's thigh.
"Sure, just make sure you tell me so I can leave before I hear you guys screaming each others' name."
"Granger, it's not like we complain when we hear you and Ron fucking." Draco said in a raspy voice. Hermione rolled her eyes and left the same way she came in.
"What was the point of that?" Marcella asked now grabbing Draco's erection.
"No idea." Draco moaned in the back of his throat. "You have to stop doing that."
"Fine."
"God damn, you're such a dick tease."
"Why thank you. I'm happy you think of me that way."
"Bitch."
"And you think I would ever marry you? You're hilarious Draco." Marcella said getting off the couch. Draco quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her in for a passionate kiss.
"And yet, I still love you."
"Draco, you never learn do you?" He shrugged.
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{OFF-SUBJECT} OK, this was the stupidest chapter I ever wrote. But I still love reviews! Puhahaha.. anyways.. Hope you like the story so far. It's not really NC- 17.. it's Draco and Voldemort's daughter for God's sake. I promise it'll get better.. (I think.. ::shruggs::). VOLDEMORT HAS A DAUGHTER! Spread the word.. (::thinking:: I need more reviews..)
- Mz Kay
Chapter 3:
Draco made his way back to his room after a very unproductive night. He was appointed to fuck some sleezy Slytherin tonight but he wasn't up for it. He entered his room to find that Marcella was gone and decided she was back in the Gryffindor Tower. Draco headed for the his bathroom planning to take a soothing bath to uplift his bottomless mind before he headed out for dinner.
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Marcella heard someone enter the bathroom and opened her eyes to meet Draco's gaze. His eyes filled with pain as well as rage and anger. She smiled evilly through her eyes and deepened her kiss with her victim. Marcella intwigned her fingers with the red hair her fingers touched without breaking the cold stare from Draco. She reluctantly pulled away from her kiss.
"You know, you should really knock before you come in. You never know what you might see." She said logically. Ron turned around and met with Draco's raging eyes. He never seen Draco look that mad in all the seven years that he's known him. Marcella grabbed his arm, reassuring him that Draco wouldn't touch him.
"What do you think you're doing?" Draco finally found his voice.
"What does it look like I'm doing? For someone like you, you're not very observant.. obviously." Marcella said as she threw her hair behind her shoulders.
Draco's anger finally got to him.
"You're supposed to love me!" He screamed causing Ron to take a step back and the mirrors on the wall to shake.
"Excuse me?" Marcella replied back. "Do you really think that I could love you? Just cause you 'love' me?" She added playing around with the word as if it was a joke. "Really Draco, you're nothing to me. Maybe just an one night stand, but we didn't get that far, did we?"
Marcella's words sliced through his body like a thousand knives. His anger grew. She was gonna pay. He turned his attention to Ron, whose eyes filled with fear. Draco laughed to himself. Marcella walked in front of him.
"Now be a good boy and go down to dinner." She whispered in his ear. No matter how mad he was at her, it still sent chills throughout his body when she was that close to him. She backed away and once again met with his gaze. She leaned in, never leaving his gaze, never blinking. Marcella brought her hand up to his neck for a deeper kiss. Then pushed him away.
"Go." With that, Draco left the bathroom, still wanting Marcella to pay for what she did to him.
Marcella turned to Ron.
"You have nothing to worry about Ron." She said as she once again entangled her fingers with his hair.
"He looked like he could kill."
"He can't touch me. And I'm sure that he won't touch you. I'll make sure of it." She said with a kiss. "You should go." Ron left. She let out a sigh of triumph and turned to one of the mirrors.
"Father, I think I found you a new body."
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"You should of seen the look on his facce when Marcella told him off. It was priceless." Ron said as he explained to his friends what had happened just moments before.
"It's about time someone's put him in his place." Ginny said.
"I would pay anything to see that look on his face again." Ron said laughing. "But it was sort of scary. He looked as if he could murder her any second."
"Isn't it sorta strange that she's a Slytherin but yet she doesn't act like one?" Harry questioned.
"Harry, just look at it this way, atleast we won't have another one to deal with." Hermione said as-a-matter-of-factly. "And she doesn't really go by what house you're in. God bless her soul."
"And she does great things with her tongue." Ron said smiling.
"RON! We didn't have to know that." Ginny said disgusted.
"Seems like Draco still would want to kill her.." Ron said pointing over to the Syltherin table.
"Ron, do you really think it's safe to just go about. I mean, you said yourself. He looked like he could murder."
"'Mione, you don't have to worry. Marcella's making sure he doesn't touch me."
"OK.."
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Draco watched Ron and his little Gryffindor friends. He still had the anger built up inside of him.
"Drake? What's wrong?" Pansy said as she hung off his shoulder.
"Get off me. I really don't need you to hang on me right now." Draco said pushing her off of him. He got up and left the table. "She's going to pay." Draco said to himself as he walked to his room.
He walked into his room to find Marcella asleep on his bed. He watched her slyishly as he grabbed his wand from his robe pocket, threw his robe aside and chained Marcella's arms and legs to the bed. Surprisingly, she didn't wake nor stir. Too tired to finish his job, he unchained her out of guilt and left it till morning.
It was just hours after Draco fell asleep that he awoke remembering what he had to do. Draco rechained her to the bed. He opened the drawer of his nighttable next to his bed. He pulled out a knife and smiled. Draco drew the blade to her face and she winced at the coldness of the blade. She threw her eyes open to find Draco straddling her.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"I was gonna kill you, but I just had a change of plans."
"Really? I would really like to see you try and kill me." Marcella said as she rolled her eyes. Her eyes darted to the knife in his hand. "So what was the change of plan?"
"I'm going to fuck you out of your mind and then kill you."
"God, you're so stupid. And I'm astonished that you're Head Boy. Come on, you can come up with a better plan than that. If you were gonna kill me, you wouldn't straight out tell me." Draco was taken aback. Marcella took the time to chant a spell and switch the position of the two. Now Draco was chained to his own bed as Marcella straddled him.
"Draco, you should know better than that. Did you really think you could win?" Marcella said as she started unbottoning his shirt. As she came to the last button she threw the shirt open baring his muscular chest and abs.
"And I'm still at a loss at how I didn't have sex with you that night." She shook her head and took the knife from his hand. "Don't worry. This won't hurt a bit." She ran the knife up and down his body until she stopped an inch above his left nipple. Marcella smiled at him and dug the knife's blade slightly into his skin, cutting him. Draco jerked in pain, let out a moan of pain. She lowered her head to the cut licking some of the blood. Then she jumped off the bed and dressed herself out of her night clothes.
"You should really try and not be late to class."
"So you're just gonna leave me here?" Draco asked as the air stung his cut.
"Well.. yeah. Someone will find you eventually." Marcella left with her books.
What seemed like days, Draco waited for someone to come and unbind him from the bed. The last thing he needed was his father sending him a Howler for missing a day's worth of classes for no apparent reason. Then out of no where, Pansy ran into his room, screaming with horror.
"Oh my god Draco! What did she do?" She said as she took her wand from her robe.
"Just unchain me." Ignoring his request, she tried to heal the cut on his chest. What she thought was a healing spell, just hurt Draco more. His whole body arched as the spell burned his cut. "You stupid fuck! I said just unchain me."
Afraid for her life, Pansy unbinded him and took him to Madam Pomfrey.
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Marcella sat in her seat as she waited for the class to start.
"You did it!" She heard someone yelled from behind her. To see what all the comotion was about she turned around. Marcella saw Pansy next to the desk behind her staring straight at her. Marcella stook up and walked into the aisle.
"I did what?"
"You hurt Draco."
"And you know this how?" Marcella arched her eyebrow.
"You left him in his room, chained to his bed and bleeding to death."
"I'm innocent until proven guilty." She barked back slyly. Pansy was now furious. She raised her arm to slap her but Marcella stopped her. Then she laughed.
"I don't find anything funny Marcella."
"Well that's cause you have no idea what's going through my head right now." Marcella drew her attention to the entrance of the classroom. "And it looks like Draco's fine. I don't know what you're going on about."
Draco walked to behind Marcella. Marcella, still laughing, turned around.
"So how was Madam Pomfrey?" She asked him.
"Just fine." He said as he grabbed her waist and pulled her in for a kiss. Pansy stood there was a look of shock and jealousy on her face. Marcella brought her hands up to his chest and pushed him away.
"For someone who was just about to kill me, you have a great sense of humor."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing." Marcella said as she turned to Pansy, who was now furious with jealousy. "Jealous much?" She flashed her infamous smirk and sat back in her seat.
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Marcella enter the Great Hall, greeted by the sounds of students talking away. She took her seat at the Syltherin table.
"Why aren't you eating?" Crabbe asked her as she stared at the food.
"I'm not hungry. But I can see you are." She said as she look at him with disgust as he shoved food down his throat.
"Right.." He said. Not being able to watch him eat anymore, Marcella stood to leave.
"Why hello Pansy. Fancy seeing you here." She said in a cocky voice.
"Let's get one thing straight Marcella." Pansy started, emphasizing her name. "I don't want you anywhere around Draco."
"Will do." Marcella said, half laughing.
"And who do you think you are? You walk around like you own the place. For your information miss, no one seems to like you."
"Is that so? Well maybe..." Pansy cut her off.
"And if I do see you around MY Draco anymore, I'll owl his father to get rid of you."
"You have got to be shitting me. What do you plan on telling him? 'Lucius, Draco's being following this Marcella girl, the daughter of your leader. I think you should punish him and make sure he never sees her again.' You're just gonna make him look good." Marcella stated. "You've got to be really stupid Pansy. I never knew someone was this fucked up in the head before. And you make no sense what so ever. Since when was I all over Draco?"
Pansy's face reddened from anger. Yet again she raised her hand to slap Marcella.
"I dare you." Marcella challenged. Heads turned from all around the Great Hall. Pansy was now inches away from Marcella's face when a hand pulled her wrist back. Pansy turned around to find Draco holding her wrist.
"Don't you dare touch her."
"But Draco.. I was only trying to teach her not to go near you again, nor hurt you."
"Did I ask you too?" He asked sternly.
"Why are you defending her? She almost killed you."
"Almost.." Draco said still holding his grip on Pansy. He finally let go and there was a hand print where he held her. Draco walked behind Marcella and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Besides, it was quite fun."
"Aww.. Did Draco hurt you Pansy? Do you want him to kiss it for you?" Marcella said mocking her.
"No." Both Draco and Pansy hissed. Marcella threw her head back against Draco's chest laughing.
"Give it up Pansy." Marcella said as she unwrapped Draco's arm from her body. Then she walked out. Pansy looked at Draco in embarrassment and motioned her her friends to leave with her. Draco let out a sigh and took a seat at the table.
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Half the year had already passed and not a thing between Draco and Marcella had changed... well.. sort of.
"So you wouldn't marry me?" Draco asked as he and Marcella were embraced on the couch in Heads common room.
"There is no way in hell would I ever marry you. I'd have to be put under a spell."
"Really?"
"Don't even try it Malfoy."
"Not just once?" He said as he nibbled on his earlobe. They heard the potrait swing open and closed.
"Aww, how sweet." They hear Hermione comment. "So you finally worked out your differences?"
"No, and I don't think we ever will." Marcella said she ran her hand up and down Draco's thigh.
"Sure, just make sure you tell me so I can leave before I hear you guys screaming each others' name."
"Granger, it's not like we complain when we hear you and Ron fucking." Draco said in a raspy voice. Hermione rolled her eyes and left the same way she came in.
"What was the point of that?" Marcella asked now grabbing Draco's erection.
"No idea." Draco moaned in the back of his throat. "You have to stop doing that."
"Fine."
"God damn, you're such a dick tease."
"Why thank you. I'm happy you think of me that way."
"Bitch."
"And you think I would ever marry you? You're hilarious Draco." Marcella said getting off the couch. Draco quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her in for a passionate kiss.
"And yet, I still love you."
"Draco, you never learn do you?" He shrugged.
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{OFF-SUBJECT} OK, this was the stupidest chapter I ever wrote. But I still love reviews! Puhahaha.. anyways.. Hope you like the story so far. It's not really NC- 17.. it's Draco and Voldemort's daughter for God's sake. I promise it'll get better.. (I think.. ::shruggs::). VOLDEMORT HAS A DAUGHTER! Spread the word.. (::thinking:: I need more reviews..)
- Mz Kay