Draco opened his eyes gradually, and glanced over at her with a sleepy
expression. He knew he'd waited too long... the potion had long expired...
and he wondered if she remembered anything, wondered if she'd wake up and
scream...
Midnight moaned softly as she snuggled against something warm. Suddenly she stopped, pausing slightly. Ever so slowly, she opened her eyes... only to look up into a pair of cool grey eyes.
"Midnight..." he put his finger on her lips. "It might be just a dream... all of this..."
Initially, Midnight's eyes looked confused, but suddenly her arm reached around and wrapped itself around Draco's waist. "The farthest thing from a dream Draco..."
Draco gave her a stunned look. "But--um... how much do you... remember?"
Midnight just smiled widely and lay her head atop Draco's chest, their eyes still locked. "Shhhh..." she hushed, placing a finger over his lips. "All you need to know is that I snapped out of that potion right before... well."
Draco's handsome face paled and he swallowed hard. He blinked, and gently pulled her finger away from his lips. "Ho--How did you know about the... potion.?"
Midnight ignored his question. "So... seducto icarias..." she confirmed. She now sighed and began to trace lazy circles over Draco's exposed skin. "Let's just say it wasn't strong enough to knock me out for too long..."
Draco closed his eyes at her touch. She knew about the potion... but he'd failed the test. He knew his father's reprimand would be severe... and he dreaded it. He opened his eyes and reached over and smiled. "I really wish I didn't have to leave you now, Midnight..." And he leaned over and gave her a long, sensual kiss.
Midnight just deepened the kiss, feeling herself melt at his touch. "Don't go... let's just say first time's a fluke... hmmm?" she added in a sultry whisper.
Draco took her in his arms and brushed his lips against her ear... "I'm in love with you, girl..." He pulled himself on top of her and planted butterfly kisses on her collarbone, then dragged his tongue down to her breasts and teased them.
Midnight groaned softly and bucked lightly against Draco, whimpering as she did so.
Draco closed his eyes at her soft sounds and felt the desire building in him. He ran his fingers along the line of her stomach, and kissed her navel. His smoldering eyes lifted up toward hers, looking for a sign to move on.
Midnight's breaths came in quiet gasps now as she once again let Draco guide her completely. She looked at Draco through half-lidded eyes and arched her back finely. Draco gazed softly into her sultry eyes and felt totally relaxed. He moved his face down to the moist, blonde triangle between her baby soft legs and moaned her name, kissing her rosy bud, playing with it like a favorite toy...
Midnight had to bite her lip to stop herself from screaming out Draco's name and waking the whole house. She moaned instead, back arching, her breath now coming in sharp gasps.
Her stifled groan of impatience was quickly replaced by a long moan as Draco's swollen member ran along the length of her body, sending shivers throughout her body. She looked back at Draco, a playful grin on her lips.
Moving down Draco's body, planting molten kisses all the way. Stopping at his straining erection, she lightly kissed the tip.
Draco threw back his head as he felt her pretty lips on his cock..."Oahhhhhmm---Midnight..." he cried softly.
Midnight began to slowly work her tongue all along the length, letting it swirl along the shaft and coming to slow circles at the tip. After several minutes of Midnight's actions, she could tell that he was the edge of a long drop down.
Without a word, Draco wrapped his arms around her and lowered her back onto the pillows.
Midnight let herself be placed again on the bed, her features slightly flushed. Now it was probably early morning and the sun had just risen. It now cast a warm glow on them both, Draco and Midnight's hair both looked of spun-gold.
"Midnight...I want you." he whispered. "Why don't you straddle me.... like you did that last morning at Hogwarts?" he grinned, winking.
Midnight flashed him a grin and ran her fingers through her hair- rolling out from under Draco. She did as she was told and positioned herself a few centimetres above Draco. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him, feeling him slide into her with ease. Midnight continued at an agonising pace until she was fully impaled, her smoldering eyes watching Draco with a devious smile.
Draco gave her buttocks a little squeeze on each cheek tried to make her feel more pleasure as he felt his penetration inside her tightly. He lifted his chin, his eyes closed for a moment and he groaned out her name.
Midnight groaned softly, letting her fingers play with Draco's now very untidy hair. It was no longer combed back but rather long and fine. She sighed and began to slowly rock back and forth, grinding herself onto his hips.
"Mmmm... Midnight." Draco arched his body, his eyes squeezed shut as he felt a strange power surge through his veins and groaned to climax.
Midnight too climaxed and collapsed with a long drawn out moan. Lying on Draco's chest, listening to his fast heart beat, she caught her breath and smiled, feeling more relaxed than she had ever been. She smiled up at him, letting him gently slip out of her and she rolled off of him to lie side by side.
She amazed him... it was like she was a second skin and he gave her a sexy smile, his pale eyebrows lifted as he gave her a lazy kiss.
Midnight smiled back at Draco and accepted the kiss just as lazily. Sitting uo slowly she combed back his hair with her fingers. "We really should get cleaned up and get downstairs before your parents come knocking."
Draco snickered at the thought. "Would you like to share the shower?" he grinned. Suddenly he felt lighter than he'd ever been in his life... he knew he was in love. The bond he was feeling was beyond the physical...
Midnight couldn't help it. She let out a high pitched giggle, blushing as she stopped. She NEVER giggled! "And deprive thee of thy privacy? Anyday."
A naked Malfoy swung his legs over the edge of the bed and jumped off, and gave her a mock bow, snickering as he waved his arm toward the bathroom. "Okay, my sweet... this way if you want to catch a shower." he smiled.
Midnight gave him a small grin and dashed ahaed of him, giggling the whole way. "Gotta hurry! there may be no more hot water for you!"
Draco's mouth opened in surprise, as he chased after her into the bath. "OoooOoo... you're treading on my hospitality, little girl," he teased.
Midnight gave a sarcastic whimper which was followed by the sounds of splashing water. "Better hurry!!"
~*~
Before leaving the bedroom, Draco gave Midnight a long meaningful smooch on the lips and, as he was walking back to his room in the tower, he was smiling at the memory of it.
Passing the window along the corridor, he noted the sun was rising, its yellow light shining on the snow covered lawn. His hand smoothed back his water-slicked blonde hair, now squeeky clean from the shower he'd shared with Midnight. Grinning, he pictured her breathtaking body, dripping under the spray of water with slippery purfumed soap lathered over her arroused breasts.
Draco was thinking about this erotic sight as he turned the corner and sprinted up the stairwell toward the tower room. He stoppped cold on the last step.
Lucius was standing at the top landing, looking down at him with an expectant expression.
"Hm...unkept hair, wet skin...wrinkled clothing...one sock missing...and a satisfied smile. It would appear that you have accomplished your mission?"
Draco's grey eyes raised to meet his father's probing gaze. "Yes...." he answered quietly.
"Ah..good. Well. You *are* late coming back, so I assume you have a good excuse."
"Well, I--"
Lucius turned his back and his hand reached for the door latch and opened it. "I don't have time to hear excuses-- your lingering in the bedroom is a minor infraction. Although---I expect a report, Draco. A detailed report."
Draco paled. "Father, the potion was..." he started in a hesitant tone, wondering how he could conceal the fact that his formula had been percise... to the letter-- but had a short life. Midnight was under its limited influence... and then she was aware of everything... everything. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to think of what to say. "The potion was properly administered. She did my bidding, and it was... thrilling."
That was the truth, he thought. He felt relieved as his eyes met Lucius' gaze.
Lucius folded his arms and gave Draco a dubious look. "Thrilling, you say? I see...well. Tell me what happened. I need a few details, son."
Draco walked toward the frosted window of his room and turned around. "I had her disrobe, and she, me. Her body was...beautiful, soft, warm and sensual." he stated, forcing his voice not to shake. "And... I took her-- she was mine." He looked away, hoping his father wouldn't ask for anything else.
"Something's not quite right. You seem... affected by this girl, Draco. Are you in love with her?"
Draco looked down, he turned around and faced Lucius with a defeated expression. "Yes."
Lucius gave his son a hardened look. "I specificially TOLD you not to entangle your emotions into this mission." he hissed.
"I know, father-- but I can't help it. I just love her."
Lucius grit his teeth and turned toward the door and paused for a moment, his long white hair catching the morning light. "You failed me, Draco. But remember this. TIME is a factor in love, as well as conjouring potions. You'll fall OUT of love with her just as fast as you fell IN love. I expect that will happen much faster than your young mind can fathom."
"That won't happen."
"Ah... but it will. And I *expect* it. You WILL be a Deatheater, Draco-- if I have to use FORCE to do it. I don't want you leaving this room until dinner--and no contact with Miss Riddle. I'll tell your mother you're catching up on your sleep. RETHINK your priorities, Draco. "
Draco watched him leave and threw himself on the bed and angrily punched his pillow, wishing with all his might that it was his father.
~*~
Midnight had spent the meager hours of the morning wandering around the manor, an aimless look to her face. Many times she was stopped by servants and house elves alike who asked if she needed any help. She had simply refused and continued on her way. She had been thinking... thinking about Draco... and them... being together. Surely it would not go unnoticed between them.
Midway down the corridor, she passed an open doorway, and a silted voice emitted from the open space. "Ahh. The lovely Miss Riddle out on her rounds now, is she?" he purred. Lucius Malfoy jutted his chin toward her from behind his dark wood desk. "Find anything *interestingly new* in the manor this morning, Midnight?" he inquired.
Midnight stopped abruptly and turned to look, pasting on a collected smile. "Why hello Mr. Malfoy." she replied smoothly, walking into the study, closing the door softly behind her. "Upon my further gaze, I have had quite a time, just wandering about." she continued. "I woke up this morning..." she faltered "and saw how beautiful the day was. So I decided to stretch my legs."
Lucius rose from his chair as she entered and sat on the edge of the desk, looking down at her long smooth legs with an arched eyebrow. "I see," he said, his hand caressing the snake-shaped tip of his walking cane slowly. "The new day seems to have... put a *glow* in your face, if you don't mind me saying..." Lucius tilted his head and gave her a wolfish smile.
"Not at all." Midnight brushed the comment aside quickly and smoothed out the skirt she was wearing. Taking a few steps closer she gave him a small smile. "So kind of you to notice such things about me."
Lucius smelled the girl's perfumed hair and watched the way her buttocks moved as she moved toward him. The elder Malfoy had seen many a beautiful maiden in his day, and on any other day she would have seemed ordinary but, he suddenly found himself lusting after her... not because of her beauty, but because she was Voldemort's daughter! Lucius took a gamble as his hand darted out and went to the side of her pretty face, his well manicured finger wafted down her cheek. "I notice *everything*...I often *know* everything, as you'll find out soon enough." he chuckled malevolently. "Fathers have their *eyes* upon their offspring. I do. Yours does as well, Midnight."
Midnight took in a shuddering gasp but didn't move away. For an instant, fear flashed through her eyes. However the look quickly passed and was replaced by steely violet orbs. "I am afraid I don't know what you mean, Mr. Malfoy." she said, her lips trembling ever so slightly. Her mind reeled... what if he *knew*... "My father's wishes... are of no concern to me, or anyone else for that matter." she finished, though she looked ready to give in.
"Your father's wishes are closer to you than you think, my dear... and--you can stop the false innocent game you're playing... I think you know exactly what I mean..." Lucius wore a wicked smile as he pulled her closer. "Now we'll play a little game of our own... who's the better kisser do you think- - Draco? or.... me?" And he put his hand under her chin and bent down into an aggressive lip lock.
Midnight never had a chance to even get away before Lucius' lips were locked against hers. She whimpered a bit as thoughts and emotions screamed through her head. This wasn't happening... He was Draco's FATHER!! And here she was, kissing him! She was even more surprised and a bit angry that she accepted the kiss.
Lucius sensed her internal struggle and enjoyed himself. He pulled away, and stepped back. "There..." he said with an evil chuckle "That didn't hurt at all, now, did it, Miss Riddle?" He edged her toward the door and opened it wide. "See you at dinner, my dear. Draco is looking forward to it as much as I..."
Midnight quickly sprinted out without a word. She had to find Draco...
Midnight moaned softly as she snuggled against something warm. Suddenly she stopped, pausing slightly. Ever so slowly, she opened her eyes... only to look up into a pair of cool grey eyes.
"Midnight..." he put his finger on her lips. "It might be just a dream... all of this..."
Initially, Midnight's eyes looked confused, but suddenly her arm reached around and wrapped itself around Draco's waist. "The farthest thing from a dream Draco..."
Draco gave her a stunned look. "But--um... how much do you... remember?"
Midnight just smiled widely and lay her head atop Draco's chest, their eyes still locked. "Shhhh..." she hushed, placing a finger over his lips. "All you need to know is that I snapped out of that potion right before... well."
Draco's handsome face paled and he swallowed hard. He blinked, and gently pulled her finger away from his lips. "Ho--How did you know about the... potion.?"
Midnight ignored his question. "So... seducto icarias..." she confirmed. She now sighed and began to trace lazy circles over Draco's exposed skin. "Let's just say it wasn't strong enough to knock me out for too long..."
Draco closed his eyes at her touch. She knew about the potion... but he'd failed the test. He knew his father's reprimand would be severe... and he dreaded it. He opened his eyes and reached over and smiled. "I really wish I didn't have to leave you now, Midnight..." And he leaned over and gave her a long, sensual kiss.
Midnight just deepened the kiss, feeling herself melt at his touch. "Don't go... let's just say first time's a fluke... hmmm?" she added in a sultry whisper.
Draco took her in his arms and brushed his lips against her ear... "I'm in love with you, girl..." He pulled himself on top of her and planted butterfly kisses on her collarbone, then dragged his tongue down to her breasts and teased them.
Midnight groaned softly and bucked lightly against Draco, whimpering as she did so.
Draco closed his eyes at her soft sounds and felt the desire building in him. He ran his fingers along the line of her stomach, and kissed her navel. His smoldering eyes lifted up toward hers, looking for a sign to move on.
Midnight's breaths came in quiet gasps now as she once again let Draco guide her completely. She looked at Draco through half-lidded eyes and arched her back finely. Draco gazed softly into her sultry eyes and felt totally relaxed. He moved his face down to the moist, blonde triangle between her baby soft legs and moaned her name, kissing her rosy bud, playing with it like a favorite toy...
Midnight had to bite her lip to stop herself from screaming out Draco's name and waking the whole house. She moaned instead, back arching, her breath now coming in sharp gasps.
Her stifled groan of impatience was quickly replaced by a long moan as Draco's swollen member ran along the length of her body, sending shivers throughout her body. She looked back at Draco, a playful grin on her lips.
Moving down Draco's body, planting molten kisses all the way. Stopping at his straining erection, she lightly kissed the tip.
Draco threw back his head as he felt her pretty lips on his cock..."Oahhhhhmm---Midnight..." he cried softly.
Midnight began to slowly work her tongue all along the length, letting it swirl along the shaft and coming to slow circles at the tip. After several minutes of Midnight's actions, she could tell that he was the edge of a long drop down.
Without a word, Draco wrapped his arms around her and lowered her back onto the pillows.
Midnight let herself be placed again on the bed, her features slightly flushed. Now it was probably early morning and the sun had just risen. It now cast a warm glow on them both, Draco and Midnight's hair both looked of spun-gold.
"Midnight...I want you." he whispered. "Why don't you straddle me.... like you did that last morning at Hogwarts?" he grinned, winking.
Midnight flashed him a grin and ran her fingers through her hair- rolling out from under Draco. She did as she was told and positioned herself a few centimetres above Draco. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him, feeling him slide into her with ease. Midnight continued at an agonising pace until she was fully impaled, her smoldering eyes watching Draco with a devious smile.
Draco gave her buttocks a little squeeze on each cheek tried to make her feel more pleasure as he felt his penetration inside her tightly. He lifted his chin, his eyes closed for a moment and he groaned out her name.
Midnight groaned softly, letting her fingers play with Draco's now very untidy hair. It was no longer combed back but rather long and fine. She sighed and began to slowly rock back and forth, grinding herself onto his hips.
"Mmmm... Midnight." Draco arched his body, his eyes squeezed shut as he felt a strange power surge through his veins and groaned to climax.
Midnight too climaxed and collapsed with a long drawn out moan. Lying on Draco's chest, listening to his fast heart beat, she caught her breath and smiled, feeling more relaxed than she had ever been. She smiled up at him, letting him gently slip out of her and she rolled off of him to lie side by side.
She amazed him... it was like she was a second skin and he gave her a sexy smile, his pale eyebrows lifted as he gave her a lazy kiss.
Midnight smiled back at Draco and accepted the kiss just as lazily. Sitting uo slowly she combed back his hair with her fingers. "We really should get cleaned up and get downstairs before your parents come knocking."
Draco snickered at the thought. "Would you like to share the shower?" he grinned. Suddenly he felt lighter than he'd ever been in his life... he knew he was in love. The bond he was feeling was beyond the physical...
Midnight couldn't help it. She let out a high pitched giggle, blushing as she stopped. She NEVER giggled! "And deprive thee of thy privacy? Anyday."
A naked Malfoy swung his legs over the edge of the bed and jumped off, and gave her a mock bow, snickering as he waved his arm toward the bathroom. "Okay, my sweet... this way if you want to catch a shower." he smiled.
Midnight gave him a small grin and dashed ahaed of him, giggling the whole way. "Gotta hurry! there may be no more hot water for you!"
Draco's mouth opened in surprise, as he chased after her into the bath. "OoooOoo... you're treading on my hospitality, little girl," he teased.
Midnight gave a sarcastic whimper which was followed by the sounds of splashing water. "Better hurry!!"
~*~
Before leaving the bedroom, Draco gave Midnight a long meaningful smooch on the lips and, as he was walking back to his room in the tower, he was smiling at the memory of it.
Passing the window along the corridor, he noted the sun was rising, its yellow light shining on the snow covered lawn. His hand smoothed back his water-slicked blonde hair, now squeeky clean from the shower he'd shared with Midnight. Grinning, he pictured her breathtaking body, dripping under the spray of water with slippery purfumed soap lathered over her arroused breasts.
Draco was thinking about this erotic sight as he turned the corner and sprinted up the stairwell toward the tower room. He stoppped cold on the last step.
Lucius was standing at the top landing, looking down at him with an expectant expression.
"Hm...unkept hair, wet skin...wrinkled clothing...one sock missing...and a satisfied smile. It would appear that you have accomplished your mission?"
Draco's grey eyes raised to meet his father's probing gaze. "Yes...." he answered quietly.
"Ah..good. Well. You *are* late coming back, so I assume you have a good excuse."
"Well, I--"
Lucius turned his back and his hand reached for the door latch and opened it. "I don't have time to hear excuses-- your lingering in the bedroom is a minor infraction. Although---I expect a report, Draco. A detailed report."
Draco paled. "Father, the potion was..." he started in a hesitant tone, wondering how he could conceal the fact that his formula had been percise... to the letter-- but had a short life. Midnight was under its limited influence... and then she was aware of everything... everything. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to think of what to say. "The potion was properly administered. She did my bidding, and it was... thrilling."
That was the truth, he thought. He felt relieved as his eyes met Lucius' gaze.
Lucius folded his arms and gave Draco a dubious look. "Thrilling, you say? I see...well. Tell me what happened. I need a few details, son."
Draco walked toward the frosted window of his room and turned around. "I had her disrobe, and she, me. Her body was...beautiful, soft, warm and sensual." he stated, forcing his voice not to shake. "And... I took her-- she was mine." He looked away, hoping his father wouldn't ask for anything else.
"Something's not quite right. You seem... affected by this girl, Draco. Are you in love with her?"
Draco looked down, he turned around and faced Lucius with a defeated expression. "Yes."
Lucius gave his son a hardened look. "I specificially TOLD you not to entangle your emotions into this mission." he hissed.
"I know, father-- but I can't help it. I just love her."
Lucius grit his teeth and turned toward the door and paused for a moment, his long white hair catching the morning light. "You failed me, Draco. But remember this. TIME is a factor in love, as well as conjouring potions. You'll fall OUT of love with her just as fast as you fell IN love. I expect that will happen much faster than your young mind can fathom."
"That won't happen."
"Ah... but it will. And I *expect* it. You WILL be a Deatheater, Draco-- if I have to use FORCE to do it. I don't want you leaving this room until dinner--and no contact with Miss Riddle. I'll tell your mother you're catching up on your sleep. RETHINK your priorities, Draco. "
Draco watched him leave and threw himself on the bed and angrily punched his pillow, wishing with all his might that it was his father.
~*~
Midnight had spent the meager hours of the morning wandering around the manor, an aimless look to her face. Many times she was stopped by servants and house elves alike who asked if she needed any help. She had simply refused and continued on her way. She had been thinking... thinking about Draco... and them... being together. Surely it would not go unnoticed between them.
Midway down the corridor, she passed an open doorway, and a silted voice emitted from the open space. "Ahh. The lovely Miss Riddle out on her rounds now, is she?" he purred. Lucius Malfoy jutted his chin toward her from behind his dark wood desk. "Find anything *interestingly new* in the manor this morning, Midnight?" he inquired.
Midnight stopped abruptly and turned to look, pasting on a collected smile. "Why hello Mr. Malfoy." she replied smoothly, walking into the study, closing the door softly behind her. "Upon my further gaze, I have had quite a time, just wandering about." she continued. "I woke up this morning..." she faltered "and saw how beautiful the day was. So I decided to stretch my legs."
Lucius rose from his chair as she entered and sat on the edge of the desk, looking down at her long smooth legs with an arched eyebrow. "I see," he said, his hand caressing the snake-shaped tip of his walking cane slowly. "The new day seems to have... put a *glow* in your face, if you don't mind me saying..." Lucius tilted his head and gave her a wolfish smile.
"Not at all." Midnight brushed the comment aside quickly and smoothed out the skirt she was wearing. Taking a few steps closer she gave him a small smile. "So kind of you to notice such things about me."
Lucius smelled the girl's perfumed hair and watched the way her buttocks moved as she moved toward him. The elder Malfoy had seen many a beautiful maiden in his day, and on any other day she would have seemed ordinary but, he suddenly found himself lusting after her... not because of her beauty, but because she was Voldemort's daughter! Lucius took a gamble as his hand darted out and went to the side of her pretty face, his well manicured finger wafted down her cheek. "I notice *everything*...I often *know* everything, as you'll find out soon enough." he chuckled malevolently. "Fathers have their *eyes* upon their offspring. I do. Yours does as well, Midnight."
Midnight took in a shuddering gasp but didn't move away. For an instant, fear flashed through her eyes. However the look quickly passed and was replaced by steely violet orbs. "I am afraid I don't know what you mean, Mr. Malfoy." she said, her lips trembling ever so slightly. Her mind reeled... what if he *knew*... "My father's wishes... are of no concern to me, or anyone else for that matter." she finished, though she looked ready to give in.
"Your father's wishes are closer to you than you think, my dear... and--you can stop the false innocent game you're playing... I think you know exactly what I mean..." Lucius wore a wicked smile as he pulled her closer. "Now we'll play a little game of our own... who's the better kisser do you think- - Draco? or.... me?" And he put his hand under her chin and bent down into an aggressive lip lock.
Midnight never had a chance to even get away before Lucius' lips were locked against hers. She whimpered a bit as thoughts and emotions screamed through her head. This wasn't happening... He was Draco's FATHER!! And here she was, kissing him! She was even more surprised and a bit angry that she accepted the kiss.
Lucius sensed her internal struggle and enjoyed himself. He pulled away, and stepped back. "There..." he said with an evil chuckle "That didn't hurt at all, now, did it, Miss Riddle?" He edged her toward the door and opened it wide. "See you at dinner, my dear. Draco is looking forward to it as much as I..."
Midnight quickly sprinted out without a word. She had to find Draco...