Something so Slytherin

She walked into the library with a satisfied smile on her face, her hands behind her back. "I do believe you need to pay up Draco."

He didn't even look up from his book. "I don't think so. There is no way he parted with that thing. I swear he has a second wand in it the way he handles it."

She walked to the desk and laid the familiar cane over the stack of books and papers Draco had been reading. "Hum. I do believe you are wrong sir. I fully expect my payment in full by midnight."

Draco couldn't believe his eyes. His father's cane lay on his desk. If he was a little more suspicious he would go so far as to say that the eyes in the silver snake's head handle seemed to be watching him, no daring him? As if it knew it wasn't in its owners hands. "Ginny, how the bloody hell did you get him to let you bring this?"

"Who said he let me?"

Oh that couldn't be good. Ginny and his father had been going at it for years. Ginny understandably held a huge grudge against her father-in-law for his previous actions against her family and herself. Like any woman with a grudge and a bad temper she was prone to showing the elder Malfoy male just how truly conniving and ultraistic she could be. She never let a chance to knock his father down a peg to twelve. "Ginny what did you do?"

"Oh nothing much. But I guarantee you he won't be keeping tasteless dreamless sleep potions in the house anymore after today." She smiled. "He didn't even notice his afternoon tea was spiked. Just drank it and passed right out in his study." The grin on her face was a nefarious as could be.

"Where is he now?"

Ginny burst out laughing. "I do believe he was deposited via house elf to a brothel in Knockturn Alley, sans his clothing."

Draco couldn't help it. He burst out into rolling laughter. "Dear Merlin! Ginny that has got to be the worst thing you've done to him yet. He's going to be furious when he figures out it was you."

"Oh that's not the best part of it. It wasn't a female brothel. Nope, I went above and beyond with this one. I dropped him in a sly brothel. Only men to be of service there."

Draco's sides hurt he was laughing so hard. "You sent him naked to a whore house full of gay men? Love that's utterly brilliant. How exactly did you not get sorted into Slytherin? You're too evil for Gryffindor."

"Maybe I conned the sorting hat into putting me where I thought I wanted to be?"

He rolled his eyes. "Maybe. Or maybe you have changed since you were eleven. That seems the more likely possibility."

"Oh spoil my fun why don't you."

"Oh I would never dream of it. Actually since you managed to procure this little devil, I can think of all sorts of fun things to do with it."

"Would any of them involve silk scarves tide to the bed posts?"

"No, but one does include the chains in the dungeons."

"And you call me evil."

"If the boot fits."

"Well what are you waiting for? The grass to grow? Get your arse up so we can have some fun with that before he wakes up and comes home to exact his revenge."

"Yes ma'am."