Chapter #3: My Office
Step into my office? Malfoy had an office? Thought Ron as he followed Malfoy to a door down the corridor. That wasn't fair. Why did he get an office and not the rest of the prefects?
Malfoy led Ron down the corridor and stopped in front of an innocent looking door. He opened to door for Ron and stepped aside. Ron walked hesitantly into the darkened room, not sure of his actions. The door closed behind them and Ron gripped his wand inside of his robes. Why was he trusting Malfoy, this could be a trick.
He was roughly thrown against the wall by Malfoy, who spoke in the most sensual of voices. This was Malfoy's seductive voice, the voice he used for his best and most difficult of conquests. 'You want my help do you…Ronald.' the sound of his own name sent a shiver down his spine. No one called him Ronald, no one but Hermione, and only when she was angry with him. But from Malfoy, it sounded different. Strong, fierce, almost sexy.
He could say nothing, could do nothing but nod his head. Malfoy's hands travelled from his shoulders down his chest, and to the top of his trousers. He pulled at his shirt for awhile until it was un tucked. Malfoy worked his cold hands under and played with the hair that grew just under his naval. Ron gasped at the touch. His hands were so cold next to his warm body.
'What do you want me to teach you?'
Ron bit his lip to keep from moaning. Malfoy's fingers pulled gently at his pants. Working his fingers in the top of his boxers, to far to touch anything important. 'Teach me to give pleasure.' his voice was raspy. He wanted to say more, but he didn't trust his voice.
'Aw, Weasley, you only want me to teach you, not give it to you?' Malfoy asked, pouting his luscious lips. Ron eyed his lips, wanting them to do more than talk. He shook his head, he had to remind himself, he was doing this for Harry. He was doing this to learn to seduce Harry, not to get pleasure for himself. Ron push Malfoy away, and took a deep breather.
'I'm doing this for Harry, Malfoy. I want him, not you. Your just a means to an end.' Malfoy was in on way affected by his words. He had expected Weasley to take back control, he was only testing him. Malfoy backed himself against the opposite wall and laced his finger in back of his head.
'So what exactly do you need my help with? You want me to show you how to seduce Potter, or you want me to do it myself?' he paused to get a reaction, but Weasley only looked at him with disbelieving eyes. 'I'm sure Potter and I would have a great time going at it. You know what they say about all the pumped up aggression. It does wonders in the bedroom.' he smirked when he say Weasley's face go red with rage.
'I don't want you anywhere near Harry. And if I see you even talking to him, about this or any other fornication, I will go straight to the Headmaster.' he rages, lifting his arms for emphasis.
'Relax Weasley, don't get your panties in a bundle, that my job. I wont go anywhere near Potter. And I imagine you want this hidden from your Mudblood girlfriend too?' Malfoy didn't get a change to chuckle. Ron had slammed his head against the wall he had be leaning on faster than you can say "holy shit".
'Don't you ever call her that. You got it, Malfoy.'
Malfoy push him away and brushed off his robes as if nothing had happen. But in his eyes you could see for a spit second he had been scared. 'Yeah, I got it. Can I go now?'
'Yeah,' replied Ron. What was he doing, this could get in him a world of trouble. he had to stop this while he still could. 'Hey Malfoy.' he called. Malfoy stopped and turned around. 'I'll meet you in your rooms tomorrow after dinner.'
Malfoy nodded and was on his way.
Well, so much for stopping it.
A/N: sorry it took so long, i have been working on my other fan fictions, but to tell you the truth, i like this one better. well hope you enjoy and please review.