This was it. It was the evening before the party. He had made it without
going
insane. The last two days had passed slowly. At least nothing went wrong.
And now
Draco Malfoy was standing in front of the full-length mirror with his school uniform on.
He checked his watch.
4.01
Draco frowned at himself. He still had about four more hours. What was the point
of getting ready now? He checked his watch again. Hm...now only 3 hours and 59 no 58
minutes to go. Taking off his robes and tie, he set them on a chair. Feeling that he could
catch up on some sleep since he was planning on staying up all night.
A lusty smirk found its way onto his face. Just to think in less than ten hours he could be
fucking Potter's brains out. Hot and sweaty bodies rubbing against each other. Throbbing
erections creating delicious friction.
Untamed hair with searching fingers running through them. Heaving chests banging
against one another. Hot cum flowing from penises waiting to be swallowed. Draco fell
onto the bed. He was itching to conquer every inch of Harry's body. He was itching to
feel his own penis completely inside him as his balls and Harry buttocks slapped against
each other. He was itching to here that beautiful voice scream out his name as ecstasy
takes over their bodies.
Most of all he was itching to wake up next to Harry the next morning in a warm
comforting bed with Harry on his chest sleeping. He would protect his Harry forever after
that and would never allow anything harm him. Draco smiled softly as sleep took over his
conscious mind.
When the blond woke up it was in a state of complete panic. Looking around his dark
room he felt as if he had missed the party. Finally he looked at his own watch and saw
that the party had started ten minutes ago.
"Shit shit shit." He yelled falling out of bed and running to the bathroom and
stripping his clothes off at the same time. He took a shower at top speed washing the gel
out of his hair. As he stumbled out of the bathroom dripping with unwashed soap and
water he quickly cast a drying spell on himself. Hoping on one leg he put on his boxers
while trying to get to the cupboard.
Halfway there he lost his balance and fell backward. Muttering obscenities under his
breath he got up and located his wand. He was now standing in front of the mirror again
in only his green boxers. Holding his wand up he muttered well chosen words and soon
his hair was dry, combed and now lay silkily flat against his head falling onto his
forehead and eyes.
Nice.
After a little bit of thinking and checking his watch Draco was clad in a button
down green shirt with full sleeves that were fold up a bit. He wore charcoal black pants,
which were slightly baggy and compliment his beautiful backside. He quickly put on
some socks and boots checking his reflection over. Then he walked over to his armoire
and from one of the drawers took out a silver chain and his Malfoy ring. Once those were
on he looked once again in the mirror. Truly now he was in his glory, well second only to
Draco naked. But that didn't really count since you couldn't really walk around starkers
at a party. Well...unless you're really really drunk.
Another look at his watch told him he was acting like an idiot by just standing
here and talking to himself. It was no 8.38. Pulling a more formal cloak on Draco shoved
his wand in his back pocket. You never know when you might need it. Draco smirked
again. On his was out of the room the blond picked up the invitation card just in case and
ran out. Within minutes he was in the entrance hall panting. He looked around at the
different hallways that could lead him to Potter...'s party.
'Follow the Lightening'
The words echoed in his mind.
Draco rolled his eyes. He really was going insane. He was about to comment
more on his new found insanity when something caught his eye. A flash of lightening
coming from the top of the marble stair. He ran up them searching the source. When he
reached the top he looked left and right and found another corridor. After going through
several more corridors and climbing a lot more stairs Draco reached a corridor which he
new was on the east side of school and at a very high floor. Looking straight ahead he
saw that it was a dead end with a wall, which held a lone painting. Walking slowly so he
could regain his composure before he walked in, Malfoy finally reached his destination
his boots making clinking sounds in the quiet corridor. The torches on the walls cast
flickering shadows on his pale face and giving a glowing effect on his silver blond hair.
The painting held the picture a werewolf out on the grounds by a lake, which
reflected the beautiful full moon. The beast howled in the direction of the white globe in
the sky and then looked down at Draco.
"Password." The wolf asked dangerously, its animal mouth moving awkwardly.
"Dementor's Kiss." Malfoy hissed.
The wolf nodded slightly and then the portrait swung open.
The blast of noise that hit the absolutely noiseless corridor was immense. A smirk
was immediately plastered on Malfoy's face as he walked in. the beat of the music
pumping in his ears, in sync with his heartbeat. Giving up his cloak to an armor on the
side. Taking his first look at the scene he was more than impressed.
"This is going to be a night to remember."
Ladies and Gentleman, Draco Malfoy has now arrived.
The END
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Draco Malfoy was standing in front of the full-length mirror with his school uniform on.
He checked his watch.
4.01
Draco frowned at himself. He still had about four more hours. What was the point
of getting ready now? He checked his watch again. Hm...now only 3 hours and 59 no 58
minutes to go. Taking off his robes and tie, he set them on a chair. Feeling that he could
catch up on some sleep since he was planning on staying up all night.
A lusty smirk found its way onto his face. Just to think in less than ten hours he could be
fucking Potter's brains out. Hot and sweaty bodies rubbing against each other. Throbbing
erections creating delicious friction.
Untamed hair with searching fingers running through them. Heaving chests banging
against one another. Hot cum flowing from penises waiting to be swallowed. Draco fell
onto the bed. He was itching to conquer every inch of Harry's body. He was itching to
feel his own penis completely inside him as his balls and Harry buttocks slapped against
each other. He was itching to here that beautiful voice scream out his name as ecstasy
takes over their bodies.
Most of all he was itching to wake up next to Harry the next morning in a warm
comforting bed with Harry on his chest sleeping. He would protect his Harry forever after
that and would never allow anything harm him. Draco smiled softly as sleep took over his
conscious mind.
When the blond woke up it was in a state of complete panic. Looking around his dark
room he felt as if he had missed the party. Finally he looked at his own watch and saw
that the party had started ten minutes ago.
"Shit shit shit." He yelled falling out of bed and running to the bathroom and
stripping his clothes off at the same time. He took a shower at top speed washing the gel
out of his hair. As he stumbled out of the bathroom dripping with unwashed soap and
water he quickly cast a drying spell on himself. Hoping on one leg he put on his boxers
while trying to get to the cupboard.
Halfway there he lost his balance and fell backward. Muttering obscenities under his
breath he got up and located his wand. He was now standing in front of the mirror again
in only his green boxers. Holding his wand up he muttered well chosen words and soon
his hair was dry, combed and now lay silkily flat against his head falling onto his
forehead and eyes.
Nice.
After a little bit of thinking and checking his watch Draco was clad in a button
down green shirt with full sleeves that were fold up a bit. He wore charcoal black pants,
which were slightly baggy and compliment his beautiful backside. He quickly put on
some socks and boots checking his reflection over. Then he walked over to his armoire
and from one of the drawers took out a silver chain and his Malfoy ring. Once those were
on he looked once again in the mirror. Truly now he was in his glory, well second only to
Draco naked. But that didn't really count since you couldn't really walk around starkers
at a party. Well...unless you're really really drunk.
Another look at his watch told him he was acting like an idiot by just standing
here and talking to himself. It was no 8.38. Pulling a more formal cloak on Draco shoved
his wand in his back pocket. You never know when you might need it. Draco smirked
again. On his was out of the room the blond picked up the invitation card just in case and
ran out. Within minutes he was in the entrance hall panting. He looked around at the
different hallways that could lead him to Potter...'s party.
'Follow the Lightening'
The words echoed in his mind.
Draco rolled his eyes. He really was going insane. He was about to comment
more on his new found insanity when something caught his eye. A flash of lightening
coming from the top of the marble stair. He ran up them searching the source. When he
reached the top he looked left and right and found another corridor. After going through
several more corridors and climbing a lot more stairs Draco reached a corridor which he
new was on the east side of school and at a very high floor. Looking straight ahead he
saw that it was a dead end with a wall, which held a lone painting. Walking slowly so he
could regain his composure before he walked in, Malfoy finally reached his destination
his boots making clinking sounds in the quiet corridor. The torches on the walls cast
flickering shadows on his pale face and giving a glowing effect on his silver blond hair.
The painting held the picture a werewolf out on the grounds by a lake, which
reflected the beautiful full moon. The beast howled in the direction of the white globe in
the sky and then looked down at Draco.
"Password." The wolf asked dangerously, its animal mouth moving awkwardly.
"Dementor's Kiss." Malfoy hissed.
The wolf nodded slightly and then the portrait swung open.
The blast of noise that hit the absolutely noiseless corridor was immense. A smirk
was immediately plastered on Malfoy's face as he walked in. the beat of the music
pumping in his ears, in sync with his heartbeat. Giving up his cloak to an armor on the
side. Taking his first look at the scene he was more than impressed.
"This is going to be a night to remember."
Ladies and Gentleman, Draco Malfoy has now arrived.
The END
Lol just kidding!!!! There's going to be more. Sorry had to do that. Please review and tell me what u thought. .