DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter, Hogwarts or any of the characters
used. This story is in no way affiliated with the Harry Potter series by JK
Rowling so don't compare it with her work.
FOREWORD: This story came about in the depths of my insane mind. There is no plan, no plot, no end result - I write it on the spur of the moment. And all FLAMES WILL BE IGNORED, SPAT AT AND PUT IN THE MEAT GRINDER!
Alexei Noire xXx :D
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter 1: Malfoy's Make up~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
{Aboard the Hogwarts Express, in the compartment with Crabbe, Goyle and Malfoy}
Malfoy: *camp voice* Now, now Goyle if you keep using cheap lip-gloss, you'll NEVER pull a guy.
Goyle: Huh?
Crabbe: *camp voice* He's talking about your gaudy lippy, darling.
Malfoy: I mean most gals will make do with market make up, but really, girls - I'm a demanding laydee! *flicks wrist limply*.
Crabbe: Look at my new nail varnish, darling! *shows bright pink nails* I'm sure I could pull that Potter any day! *giggles gaily*
Malfoy: *camp angry voice* Oi! That Potter is mine! All mine! His tight, firm, muscular ass, ohhh I wanna bury myself in that some day!
Crabbe: *gasps* I thought you were going to forget about this repulsive little...STICK we have growing out of our crotches? We dream of having fully functional vaginas some day - or are you betraying your gay heritage?
Goyle: Huh?
Malfoy: Whatever gave you THAT idea, Vinny? I love my penis, and plus not all gays are like us. I mean that Potter is gay and he acts as straight as a ruler!
Crabbe: *giggles girlishly* Yeah, but he's about as straight as a circle!
Malfoy: *flicks wrist* Bitch!
Goyle: Wha...?
Crabbe: *swoops and kisses Goyle sloppily* Bless you, you little slut!
Malfoy: Now, girls I want you to promise me that you'll help me in whatever it takes to get that Potter into bed!
Crabbe: *hugs Malfoy* Course I will girlfriend!
[Malfoy gets up and begins to do ballet in happiness]
Malfoy: *extremely camp voice* That Potter is as good as mine! *cackles wickedly*
[Exeunt]
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FOREWORD: This story came about in the depths of my insane mind. There is no plan, no plot, no end result - I write it on the spur of the moment. And all FLAMES WILL BE IGNORED, SPAT AT AND PUT IN THE MEAT GRINDER!
Alexei Noire xXx :D
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter 1: Malfoy's Make up~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
{Aboard the Hogwarts Express, in the compartment with Crabbe, Goyle and Malfoy}
Malfoy: *camp voice* Now, now Goyle if you keep using cheap lip-gloss, you'll NEVER pull a guy.
Goyle: Huh?
Crabbe: *camp voice* He's talking about your gaudy lippy, darling.
Malfoy: I mean most gals will make do with market make up, but really, girls - I'm a demanding laydee! *flicks wrist limply*.
Crabbe: Look at my new nail varnish, darling! *shows bright pink nails* I'm sure I could pull that Potter any day! *giggles gaily*
Malfoy: *camp angry voice* Oi! That Potter is mine! All mine! His tight, firm, muscular ass, ohhh I wanna bury myself in that some day!
Crabbe: *gasps* I thought you were going to forget about this repulsive little...STICK we have growing out of our crotches? We dream of having fully functional vaginas some day - or are you betraying your gay heritage?
Goyle: Huh?
Malfoy: Whatever gave you THAT idea, Vinny? I love my penis, and plus not all gays are like us. I mean that Potter is gay and he acts as straight as a ruler!
Crabbe: *giggles girlishly* Yeah, but he's about as straight as a circle!
Malfoy: *flicks wrist* Bitch!
Goyle: Wha...?
Crabbe: *swoops and kisses Goyle sloppily* Bless you, you little slut!
Malfoy: Now, girls I want you to promise me that you'll help me in whatever it takes to get that Potter into bed!
Crabbe: *hugs Malfoy* Course I will girlfriend!
[Malfoy gets up and begins to do ballet in happiness]
Malfoy: *extremely camp voice* That Potter is as good as mine! *cackles wickedly*
[Exeunt]
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