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Note: This is the second part to my fic "Gryfindors Do It Better". This part has a lot more sex and action in it. If it needs to be rated higher, please tell me, I'd like to know. Please read and review! I've decided this is going to be sort of a Ron/Draco fanfiction.
Read on if you dare!
Enjoy!
Draco Malfoy. You know, the Slytherin boy that hates Harry Potter? Him. The one who has blonde hair, gray eyes, rather short with pasty skin? Yeah, you know him. He's the slut of Slytherin. Not exactly the most attractive. okay, maybe he is. It must be the blonde hair though. Most people go for blondes. I don't blame them.
Now back to the story. It seems as though the tables have changed on Mr. Malfoy. He no longer picks on Weasley and Potter. Weasley picks on him. Yep, believe it on not. But it wasn't in the way he used to pick on Weasley. No, it was sexual, and it scared him.
No, not that sex scared Draco, just Weasley's bisexuality did. This was probably Draco's insecurity of wanting guys sometimes, too, and it made him weak. Weak enough to break him some day.
Yep, today would be the day, the day Draco's intelligence slips and he finally surrenders. Surrenders to the Sex-God of Gryfindor!
Ron was walking back, alone, from taking a brief stroll outside when Draco brushed pass him in the halls, just barely touching Ron. Ron looked over and noticed it was Draco. He smiled and then heard:
"Hey! Watch we're you're going, Weasley!" Draco exclaimed as he stopped to turn around.
"Alright, Draco." The usual "Malfoy" was not used. This was of course to threaten Draco.
"Draco?" Draco laughed. "I didn't know you called me Draco!"
"I do now." Ron said, bored.
"Oh, really. Why is this?"
"Oh. I don't know, Malfoy. Maybe it's because I want you." He said sarcastically.
Draco got closer to Ron. "Do you really want me?" He whispered.
"Yes, I really want you." Ron said, not knowing that Draco was serious.
"Is that why you kissed me in the hall yesterday?"
"Of course it is." Ron said, getting very bored with this. He was, of course, not serious. He didn't think Draco was either. But why would they be "pretending" to want each other in the first place? Hmm.
"Mind if I return the favor?" Draco asked, in a sort of sexy voice.
"Not at all." Ron said, still not realizing that it wasn't a joke until.
Draco got closer to Ron. Ron just sat there, not knowing weather he was going to punch him in the stomach until.
Draco kissed HIM Square on the lips. Not letting go for a while. Supprised, Ron said, half out of breath, "What the hell was that for?"
"Oh. nothing. I just wanted to return that to you from earlier today." Draco said, their noses almost touching.
"Mmm. mind if I do you a favor?" Ron said, letting his hormones get the best of him.
"Not at all." Draco said as Ron kissed him passionately. He took in little breaths as Draco kissed back. Ron felt Draco's mouth open and was glad to slide his tongue into the other boy's mouth. Ron massaged Draco's tongue as it fought back. This kissing went on only a little longer until Draco broke the silence, breathing heavily.
"You want to know why I want you?" Draco asked.
"Why Draco?" Said Ron, breathing heavily as well.
"Because I know I can have you."
"What do you mean?"
"We may as well face it, Weasley." Draco paused. "We are the most sexually active guys in the school."
"Yeah?"
"And well, I thought." Draco couldn't control himself he had to kiss Ron. And he did.
"You thought?"
"I thought maybe we can. you know. Experiment."
Hold it a sec! I think I have some explaining to do! First of all, these are sixteen-year-old guys we're talking about! Both the horniest guys in school, and both the most wanted. Think about it. If they're both horny, and they're both wanted.. Well, you get the point.
'Experiment?' Ron thought to himself. 'What exactly does he mean by that?'
"Hold it a second. What do you mean by. experiment?" Ron asked.
"You know, with each other. Kissing, hugging. sexing." This was of course a very horny boy speaking.
Ron thought about this for a second, 'I recon that doesn't sound like a bad idea. But damn, Malfoy sure is acting strange. must be the hormones. I better get to him while I can.'
"Okay, I recon I'm in." Said the red haired boy.
"Great, Weasley." Draco smiled an evil smile and kissed the latter once again.
Ron looked down and noticed Draco's hard on right between his
legs. 'He MUST be horny' Ron thought as he looked down to himself.
'I recon the same applies to myself.'
Draco began walking and waved Ron to follow him. Ron had no idea where Draco was taking him, but he was sure it was going to be good. It had to be good. It was with Draco Malfoy, apparently the best fuck in the school.
Draco led him into medium-sized, almost abandon bathroom. No students went to this one. It had a big pool with an aqua colored bottom and gold faucets. On the right were a few toilets and on the left were the showers. In the back of the room, past the pool, in the center, was a giant water fountain. Water flowed from it, trickling down the stature in the center. It was funny; Ron had never noticed this bathroom before. Very nice though, he wondered why no body was in here.
"This, Weasley, is the factuality bathroom." Draco said. Was this boy crazy? Did he want to be caught?
"It's. nice." Ron looked around and smiled. He was obviously impressed. "How are you able to get in here?"
"Oh, just a couple of spells I learned, people I know. you know." He drawled, moving his hand around in the air.
"Very impressive." Indeed it was.
Draco got closer to Ron and began to kiss him. Ron kissed back more than willingly and opened his mouth. Draco's tongue slipped into Ron's mouth and their tongues rubbed and fought against each other. Ron slid his hands underneath Draco's shirt and rubbed around him. He took it off, breaking the kiss momentarily. Draco started to unbutton and unzip Ron's pants when. the door creaked open!
"Fuck!" Draco whispered. "Hide in the closet. Follow me!" Draco obviously wasn't new to this.
The two boys both hid in one closet filled with bathrobes and towels. They shut the door tightly and sat there, silently, in the darkness of the closet.
They heard the clicking of the teacher's shoes. Then they heard the click go farther away. Next the two boys heard the slight trickling sound of someone urinating. They couldn't help but laugh; they were both immature boys, still.
The teacher's footsteps seemed to get closer. The two boys hard cocks were almost rubbing against each other in the tight closet. Between being horny, and the fear of getting caught, both of them couldn't take it anymore. Ron climbed over to Draco's side and began to unbutton and unzip his pants. Straddling him, Ron slipped a hand down in Draco's pants and began to stroke. Draco did the same with Ron's already opened fly. They both stroked at the same pace until they both came. Breathing loudly, they leant in to kiss one another. They both heard another sound. What was it? The splashing of water! But it wasn't from the showers, no. It was from the bathtub! Holy shit would they be in trouble once that teacher was done in the bath. The two boys were still breathing loudly. They didn't know what to do! They didn't have their wands or anything. Both of their pants were wet and that feeling made them want to pee in their pants even more.
"Fuck! Draco, what are we going to do?" The red haired boy whispered in rage.
"I don't know. Just be quiet!" The other hissed at him.
They heard more splashing sounds. And they heard someone moaning. The two boys looked to each other in the dark. They were going to be in even more trouble if that teacher went into the closet to get a bathrobe or a towel. By the sound of the moan, it sounded like a man. Dubledore? Flitwick? Binns? No, it couldn't be Binns he was a ghost. Hagrid? Well, at least Hagrid wouldn't mind if they were in the closet, would he? Filch? Oh, they hoped not. Or. both of their worst night mares. Professor Snape. Even to a Slytherin, he was still bad news. They could imagine his oily body in the water, with his greasy hair, jacking off. Giving himself pleasure.
The teacher let out one final moan. The boys were breathing heavily. This would be the moment of truth. This would be their luck, or this would be their end. They held their breath as the man in the tub stepped out. He walked over to the cupboard. The boys knew they were almost finished. The doorknob turned.
A very naked and very wet Professor Snape appeared with the light behind him. His greasy hair was in his face. No matter how long he washed his hair, it would still look the same. The boys almost gasped. They were terrified. They knew Snape was going to kill them. Professor Snape looked up top to get a towel. Both of the boys couldn't help but stare at Snape. It's not that he had a hot body or anything, it's just that. well, and this was a once in a lifetime chance to see a teacher naked. Especially Snape.
Snape put the towel around his waste and reached out to get a robe. Both of the boys trembled against each other in pure fear. They didn't know what Snape was going to do when he found them, which would be soon.
As Snape was putting his robe on he noticed the two boys. He was furious. "Who's in there? Come out! Show yourselves now!" Snape angrily pushed the rest of the bathrobes to the side so he could clear his view to look at the two boys.
"Weasley! MALFOY?" He was screaming.
The two boys sat there, stiff, not being able to move.
"Get out of there right now!" Snap snapped again. "You have some explaining to do, you both do!"
The two boys slowly stood up in the closet. They moved their school robes back over themselves to cover where it was wet. Draco's shirt was still lying on the floor.
"What is the meaning of this?" The professor spewed.
The boys stood still. They were scared. They couldn't say anything.
"HUH?" He paused. "WHY ARE YOU TWO IN THE FACUALITY BATHROOM?"
Ron gulped and Draco almost squeaked.
"We have no reason to be here, Professor." Draco finally spoke up. He was never lost for words. Each word that came out of his mouth came out perfectly.
"Correct, Mr. Malfoy." The teacher sneered. "120 points from Slytherin."
Draco looked to Ron. Ron took a deep breath and said, "Sorry Professor."
"Not alright, Weasley. 160 points from Gryfindor for your behavior."
Those were vast amounts and it would take forever to regain them. Not even a Quidditch match could do that. It looks like Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff will be winning the house cup this year.
"You two. Come with me to my office!" Snape screamed. With a snap of his fingers, he was already dressed. He walked out of the bathroom and the two boys followed, not knowing what their fate would be.
Note: This is the second part to my fic "Gryfindors Do It Better". This part has a lot more sex and action in it. If it needs to be rated higher, please tell me, I'd like to know. Please read and review! I've decided this is going to be sort of a Ron/Draco fanfiction.
Read on if you dare!
Enjoy!
Draco Malfoy. You know, the Slytherin boy that hates Harry Potter? Him. The one who has blonde hair, gray eyes, rather short with pasty skin? Yeah, you know him. He's the slut of Slytherin. Not exactly the most attractive. okay, maybe he is. It must be the blonde hair though. Most people go for blondes. I don't blame them.
Now back to the story. It seems as though the tables have changed on Mr. Malfoy. He no longer picks on Weasley and Potter. Weasley picks on him. Yep, believe it on not. But it wasn't in the way he used to pick on Weasley. No, it was sexual, and it scared him.
No, not that sex scared Draco, just Weasley's bisexuality did. This was probably Draco's insecurity of wanting guys sometimes, too, and it made him weak. Weak enough to break him some day.
Yep, today would be the day, the day Draco's intelligence slips and he finally surrenders. Surrenders to the Sex-God of Gryfindor!
Ron was walking back, alone, from taking a brief stroll outside when Draco brushed pass him in the halls, just barely touching Ron. Ron looked over and noticed it was Draco. He smiled and then heard:
"Hey! Watch we're you're going, Weasley!" Draco exclaimed as he stopped to turn around.
"Alright, Draco." The usual "Malfoy" was not used. This was of course to threaten Draco.
"Draco?" Draco laughed. "I didn't know you called me Draco!"
"I do now." Ron said, bored.
"Oh, really. Why is this?"
"Oh. I don't know, Malfoy. Maybe it's because I want you." He said sarcastically.
Draco got closer to Ron. "Do you really want me?" He whispered.
"Yes, I really want you." Ron said, not knowing that Draco was serious.
"Is that why you kissed me in the hall yesterday?"
"Of course it is." Ron said, getting very bored with this. He was, of course, not serious. He didn't think Draco was either. But why would they be "pretending" to want each other in the first place? Hmm.
"Mind if I return the favor?" Draco asked, in a sort of sexy voice.
"Not at all." Ron said, still not realizing that it wasn't a joke until.
Draco got closer to Ron. Ron just sat there, not knowing weather he was going to punch him in the stomach until.
Draco kissed HIM Square on the lips. Not letting go for a while. Supprised, Ron said, half out of breath, "What the hell was that for?"
"Oh. nothing. I just wanted to return that to you from earlier today." Draco said, their noses almost touching.
"Mmm. mind if I do you a favor?" Ron said, letting his hormones get the best of him.
"Not at all." Draco said as Ron kissed him passionately. He took in little breaths as Draco kissed back. Ron felt Draco's mouth open and was glad to slide his tongue into the other boy's mouth. Ron massaged Draco's tongue as it fought back. This kissing went on only a little longer until Draco broke the silence, breathing heavily.
"You want to know why I want you?" Draco asked.
"Why Draco?" Said Ron, breathing heavily as well.
"Because I know I can have you."
"What do you mean?"
"We may as well face it, Weasley." Draco paused. "We are the most sexually active guys in the school."
"Yeah?"
"And well, I thought." Draco couldn't control himself he had to kiss Ron. And he did.
"You thought?"
"I thought maybe we can. you know. Experiment."
Hold it a sec! I think I have some explaining to do! First of all, these are sixteen-year-old guys we're talking about! Both the horniest guys in school, and both the most wanted. Think about it. If they're both horny, and they're both wanted.. Well, you get the point.
'Experiment?' Ron thought to himself. 'What exactly does he mean by that?'
"Hold it a second. What do you mean by. experiment?" Ron asked.
"You know, with each other. Kissing, hugging. sexing." This was of course a very horny boy speaking.
Ron thought about this for a second, 'I recon that doesn't sound like a bad idea. But damn, Malfoy sure is acting strange. must be the hormones. I better get to him while I can.'
"Okay, I recon I'm in." Said the red haired boy.
"Great, Weasley." Draco smiled an evil smile and kissed the latter once again.
Ron looked down and noticed Draco's hard on right between his
legs. 'He MUST be horny' Ron thought as he looked down to himself.
'I recon the same applies to myself.'
Draco began walking and waved Ron to follow him. Ron had no idea where Draco was taking him, but he was sure it was going to be good. It had to be good. It was with Draco Malfoy, apparently the best fuck in the school.
Draco led him into medium-sized, almost abandon bathroom. No students went to this one. It had a big pool with an aqua colored bottom and gold faucets. On the right were a few toilets and on the left were the showers. In the back of the room, past the pool, in the center, was a giant water fountain. Water flowed from it, trickling down the stature in the center. It was funny; Ron had never noticed this bathroom before. Very nice though, he wondered why no body was in here.
"This, Weasley, is the factuality bathroom." Draco said. Was this boy crazy? Did he want to be caught?
"It's. nice." Ron looked around and smiled. He was obviously impressed. "How are you able to get in here?"
"Oh, just a couple of spells I learned, people I know. you know." He drawled, moving his hand around in the air.
"Very impressive." Indeed it was.
Draco got closer to Ron and began to kiss him. Ron kissed back more than willingly and opened his mouth. Draco's tongue slipped into Ron's mouth and their tongues rubbed and fought against each other. Ron slid his hands underneath Draco's shirt and rubbed around him. He took it off, breaking the kiss momentarily. Draco started to unbutton and unzip Ron's pants when. the door creaked open!
"Fuck!" Draco whispered. "Hide in the closet. Follow me!" Draco obviously wasn't new to this.
The two boys both hid in one closet filled with bathrobes and towels. They shut the door tightly and sat there, silently, in the darkness of the closet.
They heard the clicking of the teacher's shoes. Then they heard the click go farther away. Next the two boys heard the slight trickling sound of someone urinating. They couldn't help but laugh; they were both immature boys, still.
The teacher's footsteps seemed to get closer. The two boys hard cocks were almost rubbing against each other in the tight closet. Between being horny, and the fear of getting caught, both of them couldn't take it anymore. Ron climbed over to Draco's side and began to unbutton and unzip his pants. Straddling him, Ron slipped a hand down in Draco's pants and began to stroke. Draco did the same with Ron's already opened fly. They both stroked at the same pace until they both came. Breathing loudly, they leant in to kiss one another. They both heard another sound. What was it? The splashing of water! But it wasn't from the showers, no. It was from the bathtub! Holy shit would they be in trouble once that teacher was done in the bath. The two boys were still breathing loudly. They didn't know what to do! They didn't have their wands or anything. Both of their pants were wet and that feeling made them want to pee in their pants even more.
"Fuck! Draco, what are we going to do?" The red haired boy whispered in rage.
"I don't know. Just be quiet!" The other hissed at him.
They heard more splashing sounds. And they heard someone moaning. The two boys looked to each other in the dark. They were going to be in even more trouble if that teacher went into the closet to get a bathrobe or a towel. By the sound of the moan, it sounded like a man. Dubledore? Flitwick? Binns? No, it couldn't be Binns he was a ghost. Hagrid? Well, at least Hagrid wouldn't mind if they were in the closet, would he? Filch? Oh, they hoped not. Or. both of their worst night mares. Professor Snape. Even to a Slytherin, he was still bad news. They could imagine his oily body in the water, with his greasy hair, jacking off. Giving himself pleasure.
The teacher let out one final moan. The boys were breathing heavily. This would be the moment of truth. This would be their luck, or this would be their end. They held their breath as the man in the tub stepped out. He walked over to the cupboard. The boys knew they were almost finished. The doorknob turned.
A very naked and very wet Professor Snape appeared with the light behind him. His greasy hair was in his face. No matter how long he washed his hair, it would still look the same. The boys almost gasped. They were terrified. They knew Snape was going to kill them. Professor Snape looked up top to get a towel. Both of the boys couldn't help but stare at Snape. It's not that he had a hot body or anything, it's just that. well, and this was a once in a lifetime chance to see a teacher naked. Especially Snape.
Snape put the towel around his waste and reached out to get a robe. Both of the boys trembled against each other in pure fear. They didn't know what Snape was going to do when he found them, which would be soon.
As Snape was putting his robe on he noticed the two boys. He was furious. "Who's in there? Come out! Show yourselves now!" Snape angrily pushed the rest of the bathrobes to the side so he could clear his view to look at the two boys.
"Weasley! MALFOY?" He was screaming.
The two boys sat there, stiff, not being able to move.
"Get out of there right now!" Snap snapped again. "You have some explaining to do, you both do!"
The two boys slowly stood up in the closet. They moved their school robes back over themselves to cover where it was wet. Draco's shirt was still lying on the floor.
"What is the meaning of this?" The professor spewed.
The boys stood still. They were scared. They couldn't say anything.
"HUH?" He paused. "WHY ARE YOU TWO IN THE FACUALITY BATHROOM?"
Ron gulped and Draco almost squeaked.
"We have no reason to be here, Professor." Draco finally spoke up. He was never lost for words. Each word that came out of his mouth came out perfectly.
"Correct, Mr. Malfoy." The teacher sneered. "120 points from Slytherin."
Draco looked to Ron. Ron took a deep breath and said, "Sorry Professor."
"Not alright, Weasley. 160 points from Gryfindor for your behavior."
Those were vast amounts and it would take forever to regain them. Not even a Quidditch match could do that. It looks like Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff will be winning the house cup this year.
"You two. Come with me to my office!" Snape screamed. With a snap of his fingers, he was already dressed. He walked out of the bathroom and the two boys followed, not knowing what their fate would be.