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Oh, love and cake (Not Cake and Sodomy!) to Korr, who I doubt even knows this story exists!
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Cloudy With A Chance of Malfoy- part 3
Harry Potter was very confused. But that in itself was unsurprising. He was also very, very frightened. This too was unsurprising. These emotions wholly suited someone in his current position. For Harry was currently in the arms of three very irate looking Slytherins
No, today was not proving to be a good day for The Boy-Who-Lived. No, not at all.. First, he had just told the whole school that he wanted to do fuck his worst enemy, not that it was true, mind you...and now he had to contend with some very scary looking Slytherins.
As the aforementioned Slytherins finally set him down in an abandoned classroom, and incidentally spelled the door shut, he sent up a mental plead to the heavens that his Gryffindor courage wouldn't fail him. He was sure it would be tested to the extreme.
"Hello, Harry." Pansy said in a kind tone that seemed eerily out of place with her current expression. Her following question of "how are you enjoying the weather?" seemed equally eerie and somewhat threatening.
Harry was now thoroughly confused...and scared. Luckily, or so it seemed at the time, he was saved from a response by another of the three Slytherins. Blaise, who had been watching Harry intently, smiled a very creepy grin before pulling out his wand. He twirled it around for a while, and Harry, and the two Slytherins were captivated by it.
Harry was so enthralled with watching the dancing shimmering wand that he almost missed Blaise's calm suggestion that was most definitely directed at him, "Let's just hex his balls off."
Harry spluttered. When he thought his courage would be tested to the extreme, castration was not in the equation. He would not stand stupidly by in the face of such ideas, damn Gyffindor courage to Hades! He wanted to flee now, but unfortunately, Blaise seemed to sense this. With one fluid motion with his wand, and a simple whispered word, Harry was completely tied down.
With an equally fluid motion, Blaise pointed his wand at an area very dear to Harry...An area he was rather attached to...and most unfortunately for Harry, Blaise seemed to know what he was doing...
To put it simply, little Potter was in trouble...
Totchii again: blinks Did I just write that! Meep! What was I thinking? More importantly, what is Blaise thinking?
wails Oh, isn't someone going to save poor Harry?
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