BEHIND LOCKED DOORS
WARNING: Rated R for profanity and homosexual relations of the incestuous kind. But this is actually a story with a plot, not smutty homosexual porn. Flames only keep me warm in winter.
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Chapter Fourteen: Putting revenge into action
"Draco! Draco! Are you in here?" An excited Pansy Parkinson bolted into the near-empty Slytherin common room, her long, black hair flying out behind her.
"I'm here. What do you want?" Draco was sitting near the fireplace, absorbed in a thick book. He hadn't even looked up when she entered. Pansy plonked herself down next to him. She was also carrying a thick book.
"I found the perfect curses. Painful, effective and legal." Her voice had dropped to barely a whisper, but Draco was now listening eagerly.
"Like what?" She grinned.
"My particular favourite is Venaecious Fervorious or, in modern terms, the blood boiling curse. Another fun hex is called the Delirium Vox."
"And what would that do, my dear Pansy?" He drawled, obviously interested in what she had to say. Pansy laughed.
"It's an Occlumency spell, I guess. This spell would allow us to penetrate Blaise's mind for a short period of time and make him think he is hearing voices in his head. It's fun, but more complicated than others."
"Do you have anymore?" Pansy frowned at him in mock-annoyance.
"You know, Mr. Malfoy, I do expect you to have done a little hex research yourself. This is a partnership, remember, not a dictatorship." He smirked lazily.
"Yes, I am aware of that, my dear, and fear not, I have done a little research on this. How does the Viagrus spell sound?" Pansy gaped in shock, then began giggling madly.
"The…the V…Viagrus spell?" She managed to get out inbetween her giggles. "Oh…M…Merlin! That would b…be *priceless!* We *have* to use it, Draco, we just *have* to!" She collapsed into giggles again, one arm wrapped around her stomach to keep herself from losing her balance. Draco grinned.
"I'll cast it tonight." He said thoughtfully. "If I get the timing just right the effects will kick in at breakfast and be there for the rest of the day." Pansy laughed gleefully, one hand over her mouth. Draco cast a quick glance at the clock.
"Which means I should be casting the spell in exactly seven minutes. He's been asleep for awhile so it'll be much easier for us. But I think we should go to the dorms now to give ourselves more time."
"And if we get caught, we just pretend that we're making out." Pansy added neutrally. Draco cringed at the thought of kissing his ex-girlfriend, but nodded anyway.
The dorm was lit dimly by enchanted candles and apart from the gentle snores from some of the students, it was mostly silent. They grinned secretly at each other as Draco made his way over to Blaise's bed. The exotic youth was sleeping soundly on his back, one arm thrown across his face as he snored a little. He raised his wand to shoulder-level and gave it one very violent downward flick.
"Viagrus!" He hissed. A pale blue light erupted from the tip of his wand and shot up Blaise's nostrils as well as his open mouth. He smirked in satisfaction. "Your turn, Pansy." She stepped forward, dark hair forming a curtain around her face.
"Delirium Vox!" Her voice was low but clear. Transparent gold mist erupted from her wand, encircling the head of the sleeping youth as well her own head. Her dark eyes closed for a few moments, as if she were trying to remember something. Quite suddenly, they snapped open again and a slow, cruel smirk appeared on her pretty face. "I've made the connection with his mind. Now if I want to tap into his mind for some fun, I can." Draco smirked back at her.
"Well done, my dear."
"Now, I am going to bed, Draco. Good night."
"Good night, Pansy." Draco yawned and retreated to his own bed, knowing that tomorrow would be fun when the spells began to take action.