Chapter 1 bloodied temptation
NOTE: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters, that honor falls on JK Rowling. Even if she did ship hermione and Ron.
Please leave feedback this is my first chapter I've ever written of anything ever.
[July 5th summer before fourth year begins Draco's POV]
"I thought your birthday was at the end of the school year." Crabe said sitting down and looking confused at the table decorated so lavishly in emerald and silver they could hardly see one another.
"It was, numb-nuts" Theo muttered, leaning his forearms against the back of his chair across the circular table.
"Theo, language" narcissa scolded him coming in with Daphne Greengrass and Astoria Greengrass. Theo, the Greengrass sisters and himself grew up together. The three families vacationed together, and often played together when their parents had dinner parties or extravagant balls.
"Crabe.. we go over this every year. My parents have me celebrate on the 5th of July because June 5th I'm still at school, although It seems to be more of an excuse for all your parents to come over." Draco said looking directly at his mother walking out into the entrance hall where the parents had gathered.
Goyle sat next to Crabe, Sharing a dumbfounded look. Little Tori, just ten this year, tackled draco with an excited hug.
"Draco! Happy birthday."
"Thank you miss Tori," Draco said, giving the little squirt a hair ruffle.
"Why haven't you visited yet this summer? You haven't even come to tea."
"I'm sorry squirt I've been busy ah with stuff. I promise I'll come visit soon"
Draco tried to lower his voice when he saw Theo and Daphne share a look. He would have to start showing up more if his secret was going to stay secret.
"Pinky promise?"
Draco smiled at the strawberry blonde little girl. "I pinky promise"
She skipped away to her chair. Draco felt bad, when they were younger Daphne had forced Theo and Draco to play tea at her house. Tori joined in as soon as she was old enough to follow Daphne's rules,Draco had to try not to roll his eyes at the thought, She loved playing with daphne's French China tea set. Around 2nd year the three of them had grown out of wanting to "play" tea, but Tori loved it so much they kept it up for her the last two summers. The thought hadn't even crossed his mind this year; he'd been so… preoccupied.
The rest of his parents' selected friends sat around the table as well. Last to be escorted in was Pansy. She sat to his right staring at him expectantly. Leave it up to his mother to invite his ex girlfriend and place her directly next to him. That was her way of reminding him that he would date who he was told. She was the only pureblood slytherin girl in his year, besides Daphne, she was like his sister though, so that left Pansy Parkinson. Brown was a Gryffindor. Bulstrode was a slytherin but Draco would never touch that troll. Elizabeth Wilkes was a ravenclaw, and not bad looking, but she was a 7th year. The rest were male.
"Alright, we'll leave you kids to it then." Draco's mother said, peeking her head into the small dinning room on the ground floor. "We'll be up in the study. If anyone needs anything, Lathabi?!- *crack* Lathabi will take care of it"
Turning to the house elf she whispered "check on them every so often, if any live animals get unwrapped take them outside" and she was gone following the other adults to the study. Abandoning the party he was forced to have.
During the meal excited chatter about the Quidditch world cup and the upcoming school year held all their attention, except for Draco who was watching the sun sink lower and lower in the sky. Lathabi vanished the food and decorations they were replaced by a large pile of presents. mostly from his parents, Others from his friends, godfather and the minister of magic had given an envelope to his father for Draco to open at his party. Draco had been staring at it all week.
Pansy tugged on his arm with a whisper.
"Could we talk in private, Draco, after the party."
Draco shrugged her off as he heard Theo snicker across the table. It's not that he didn't like Pansy; she was fit and had "developed" nicely over the last few years. She was just.. emotional and loud. And somehow always right next to him, nagging at him for something he'd said or done.
"We'll see if we have time." Draco said with a tight smile. Last year Draco would have been out of his seat in a minute, but he currently had no interest in the annoying witch by his side. Their loud and embarrassing break up ringing in his ears.
Draco started opening presents stacking his pile of gifts between Pansy and himself. Theo had gotten him a case to keep his broom in that was very nice. Crabbe looked into the box he had handed to Draco with just as much curiosity. It was clear his father had picked out the navy blue cloak. Crabbe's disappointment was clear but Draco thought it was a fine cloak and dress robes set. He rather liked blue, although where he was going to wear dress robes at fourteen Draco didn't know.
"Open what you got from the minister" Theo called out.
Always loving an opportunity to show off to his friends Draco slid his silver letter opener through the seal. Draco pulled out a letter and something fell onto the table but, like a mature grown up, he opened the letter first.
Dear young mister Malfoy,
It would delight me for you and your father to join me in the minister's booth at the Quidditch World Cup this year. Happy 14th birthday.
Sincerely,
Cornelius fudge.
"Tickets? What are they for Draco?" Pansy's high shrill voice sounded hopeful.
"The Quidditch World Cup" he said, snatching the tickets up and showing them off to the group. "For father and I, we've been invited to the minister's booth!"
The disappointment was clear on Pansy's face and that made it all the merrier. Theo gave him a cool nod of approval. Crabbe and Goyle looked jealous. Draco knew they just wanted what Draco had, They were too dim to follow quidditch.
The small group of slytherins were finally interrupted by their parents who led them up the grand staircase to the flu-network room, because surprise surprise, his parents had such a good time reconnecting with their old friends that they were going to have them stay. Sending his peers back home. Draco slipped from the back of the group as they rounded a corner.
Draco rushed up the stairs to the west wing of Malfoy manor. With his peers finally leaving, He could escape to the only part of the evening he'd been looking forward to.
His late birthday party became more infuriating every year as he wasn't allowed to pick who was invited and his parents never bothered to join them. His Father and Mother would be busy hosting The Parkinson's, the Notts, Mr. Crabbe the Greengrass's and Mr. Goyle late into the night. This year however it was extra annoying as Draco had found something much better to do with his time. Charlotte.
It was his birthday party anyway, why his parents got to be the ones to celebrate late into the night with their friends Draco wasn't sure. Annoyed, he clicked his door shut harder than intended. (Add room description?) He changed into a clean white button up and tossed a green jumper over it. The angle of the sun told him Charlotte would already be there. Although she knew it was his birthday party tonight. He didn't want to keep her waiting. Muggle or witch, girls seemed to hate waiting. Impatient swots. Looking in the mirror with a satisfied nod he strode back toward his door twice as fast as on the way in.
Rushing down the west wing's grand stairwell he took a sharp left into a false wall charm. Cutting through the old servants passage to the back of the house to avoid any paintings of old ancestors that could rat him out to his parents. They would lecture him for leaving the manor to "play" in the woods this late in the evening. Opening the smaller, more plain service door Draco slipped into the gardens. The thick foliage of rare species of plants(magical and not) made a complex system of twisting paths. Draco cut through the outdoor tea courtyard. Not bothering to pretend to go towards Theos house like he always did. A precaution he took the first day out of fear and decided to stick to ritually. He Sped forward as fast as his growing legs would allow him.
Over the summer he'd grown 3 inches. He knew he wasn't finished either; he felt growing pains ebb at the back of his knees every night he lay awake unable to sleep. Thoughts had always kept him awake late at night. Currently he stood slightly lanky at 5'5". His strides long and his eyes focused ahead on his destination, completely oblivious to a set of curious eyes watching his hastened pace through the gardens maze directly towards the entrance of the manor's overgrown orchards.
To dracos favor it had become thick with a myriad of trees. The grid-like pattern of the large ancient apple trees was ever present but hidden among the chaos of wildlife. He walked briskly up the familiar self made path. Knowing that their time was limited, the sun was a constant reminder that she would have to leave just before dusk. Quickening his pace for the last stretch of the way. The well spaced line of ash trees looked odd from the unruly trees he came from. but from the clean kept orchard beyond, it was a beautiful sight.
He paused just before crossing the invisible boundary. He knew if he was caught the punishment would be severe. But maybe his parents didn't know some muggles could be intelligent. He had no intentions of having a relationship with Charlotte. A flash of brown bushy hair crossed his brain; He was at Hogwarts for too much of the year. So what harm could come by spending time with her. His father would give him a beating that might even send him to st. Mingos for one. Draco shoved his internal argument to the back of his mind. He was wasting precious time. He sauntered into the well kept orchard fiending confidence.
Draco had been forbidden to cross this invisible property line at the start of the summer, before he even set foot in the Manor. So naturally it only took him a few hours to go find it. He quickly found what his parents wanted him kept away from.
Muggles. A farming family. Parents of 3 boys and Charlotte, Charlotte Marks. The beautiful muggle was 5'2. Her blonde straight hair resembled his own. Stopping just below her shoulders. She had a plain face with a pointed nose. her emerald eyes stood out against her pale skin boldly. In them you could see she had never been told no a single time in her life. She was obviously wealthy holding herself with a certain graceful arrogance. It wasn't her features that had drawn him to her though. Or her princess-like attitude. Charlotte was always always poured over a book. Reminding him of a certain witch that had left a small scar on his nose last year.
He had watched her read for an entire afternoon the first day he saw her. He came back day after day. Trying to see if the beautiful blonde could really comprehend the book she was staring at. But just like Hermione Granger, she seemed to be. Flipping pages at an average rate. His father had always told him muggles were savages. Yes, they obviously had civilization but Draco didn't picture them enjoying the arts quite the same as wizard families. After 3 days of seeing the girl sit on a blanket with food all around her reading, Draco couldn't take his curiosity anymore, needing to know what on earth had the pretty girl so captivated. And to see how she behaved perhaps? He jumped down from the tree he was sitting in startling her on purpose, and introduced himself. He knew he shouldn't have but he couldn't help being curious; he'd never interacted with a muggle before that day.
In the month they had known each other she had confused every part of his soul and caused him to be wrecked with guilt every night; Every horrible thing Draco had said to Granger and Justin filtchly and the other mudbloods plaguing his mind. If muggles were of equal intelligence, And Charlotte was intelligent, with a wit about her that made conversation fun. could muggle-borns really be all that bad? Did their parents really steal their magic and give it to them somehow? Dracos brain would run in circles of confusion and guilt until he would finally pass out from exhaustion.
At the center of 4 Large apple trees a picnic was laid out. However at that moment Draco didn't care about the delicious looking food laying about. The beautiful temptress lying on her stomach reading her bothersome romance novel however held his eyes with fascination. Facing away from him he had a good view. Her blonde hair pulled back into a mid ponytail showed off her shoulders nicely; the small yellow sundress she wore hugging her waist and behind. Stopping only a few inches under her bottom.
Muggle or not she was female and beautiful. That's as far as Draco let himself think when he was with Charlotte. He would deal with the guilt later. Draco's trousers lost some room; resisting a buck of his hips and he readjusted himself before continuing forward, Slowing his pace and making his steps silent. He smirked, antsy with anticipation. They hadn't gone too far, but it was much more than he'd ever done before this summer. He was determined to go back to Hogwarts with a few triumphant stories.
Kneeling to the left of her knees he lightly placed his middle finger on her right Achilles and slowly drew his finger up her calf. Charlotte shuddered as he passed the underside of her knee traveling up. Draco felt his face flush. He was learning that Simple innocent touches could be intensely..intimate at times. When he reached the back of her upper thigh he gave her a small squeeze. At this Charlotte looked over her shoulder with a coy smile.
"And how was your birthday party I was so rudely not invited to?" The blonde said, rolling onto her backside and sitting up so their faces were eye level.
"Never ending and torturesome- Draco responded flushing from her closeness. he put a hand on each of her thighs and yanked her onto his lap. Charlotte let out a playful squeal, adjusting herself so his knees were between her legs. - Especially when I knew you were here." Draco rasped out.
Charlotte rolled her eyes at this but a soft smile told him she felt flattered. So he continued -" if I would have been able to pick the guests you would have been the only one on the invitations list." Draco said, peppering her shoulders and collarbone with light kisses. Rolling her head back and wrapping her arms around his neck she pressed herself closer to him so they were flush, her barely there cleavage pressing against his chest. Playing with the back of his hair and peering down into his eyes, a smirk marred her innocent features. she whispered.
"Are you ready for your gift?"
"You bought me a gift?" Draco responded, eyebrows arching high with question.
Charlotte placed a kiss on the point of his jaw pausing to release a soft breath that caused a shiver to go down his spine. Taking his earlobe in her mouth for the briefest moment, causing tingling sensations to travel down his neck straight to his groin. Draco let out an audible moan, embarrassed by how easily he was coming undone, nerves filled his stomach. A few chaste pecks from Pansy. Charlotte's soft long kisses under apple trees. Draco gulped, goosebumps covering every part of him.
"No- her sweet voice singing, kissing his jawline slowly to his lips - but I'm going to give you something."
Draco's heart just about jumped out of his chest and ran away. He did not think his cheeks could blush more but when those words left her lips, he did. He felt the bulge in his trousers stiffen to an intensity that was almost painful. A siren-like smile creeped across her face and into her eyes. She kissed him before he had a chance to respond. Slowly at first, her hands crept into his hair. Draco allowed his hands to explore her bum pressing her body closer to his. The pressure of her against his hard dick heated up the situation. Their lips were moving aggressively when her tongue slipped into his mouth, flicking his. Another involuntary moan escaped his lips entering hers and his hips bucked forward awkwardly. Greedy for more he opened his mouth wider granting her full access. Draco wrapped one arm around her skinny waist and placed his hand on her lower back to keep her pressed close. Putting his left arm behind him to support his weight, he lifted her up, quickly unfolded his legs and pressed her even closer to him than before. She rolled her hips forward. He couldn't control how his own leaped towards her as well or the guttural sounds escaping his lips.
"Charlotte- her hips grinded on him again, moving her lips to his neck. His heavy breathing made it hard to continue. - Charlotte I've never-"
"I know, it's okay Draco. Don't be embarrassed. I- I like seeing how… affected you are by me."
With that she pushed him back into a lying position. slowly keeping eye contact with him she stood up, slid her underwear down her thighs letting go of them just as they passed her knees. She stepped out of them. leaving her dress on she kneeled between dracos partially parted legs.
Draco's heart was keeping time loudly, he was sure she could hear it. Nervous with anticipation he sat up again. removing his jumper with haste, he kissed her trying to show her how much he wanted her, not sure what was going to happen next. She pulled his button up out of his trousers, the fabric sliding over his throbbing appendage felt erotic his throaty moans commesnced again but he felt less self conscious of them now.
She unbuttoned his shirt from the bottom up. His hands fell down her waist exploring cure petite curves. He loved how tiny she was. He moved his hand up to her small breasts. Touching them gently on the outside of her dress. Oh Merlin. On the last button she pushed the white fabric over his shoulders and down his arms. Tracing her fingers lightly up his arms. He drew light patterns on her thighs in response. squeezing his shoulder and sliding her hands down his chest and abdomen. their breathy kiss never ending. Her confident fingers teased his trouser line then swiftly unbuttoned them. Her delicate hand grabbed him outside his trousers. Dracos let out a gasp, hips buckled forward again. She leaned back and looked down. At first Draco thought he had upset her somehow, but her hands went to either side of his hips and tugged on his pants. He laid back and lifted his hips; they both glided his pants off of him. His ivory white penis sprung out eagerly. Sitting up quickly so he felt less on display, wanting to take all of the focus off his exposed appendage he started to kiss and bite and suck at her neck with a fiery passion he'd never known before today. He felt a jolt of electric ecstasy as her small hand wrapped around him. Starting a slow pump. Breathing haphazardly his head rolled back and his hips forward. Inching back from him she lowered her face, Draco nearly came from anticipation. It took everything he had not to automatically buck his hips when Charlotte took him into her mouth, not wanting to hurt her he forced himself stiff letting out a deep pained moan. "Fuck! Charlotte"
Dracos brain short circuited; all thoughts ceased to exist. The warm wet pleasurable sensation started at the head of his penis as she placed him on her tongue. He was doing his best to keep control and let her set the pace of motion. As she found her rhythm the torturous yet blissful sensation traveled down his penis and she took him deep into her mouth. Her ministrations with her tongue picked up. With a swirl of her tongue his full body convulsed from the intensity of the feeling. Calling her name with pleasure and warning he felt himself aggressively buck his climax coming. Charlotte slipped him out of her mouth just in time and caught his orgasm in her hands. Draco seeing stars felt her lean away from him for a moment. Straddling him again when she came back. Sliding his arms around her embarrassed but sure he should say something.
"Charlotte that away amazing"
"Oh I'm not finished with you yet mr Malfoy"
Kissing him deeply moving to his neck. It only took Draco about .5 seconds until he got hard again. It seemed to be a constant symptom of being around her. The pair got lost in a passionate battle of tongues, as the sun started to kiss the earth unnoticed by them. Charlotte's thin straps fell over her sun and Draco kissed shoulders. He helped her dress down around her waist. Exposing her small supple breasts. Draco felt his eyes widen as he cupped them staring like a bloody idiot he was sure. Charlotte placed her right hand in Draco's hair and led his face down to her hard nipple. Her other hand pinched and played with her nipple briefly showing Draco what to do. He took her into his mouth Eagerly copying her motions, flicking his tongue back and forth, around her. Desperate to coax a moan out of her like she'd done to him so often. After a moment she did just that. Leaning her head forward he felt the breath of her moan on his forehead. He swore it felt just like magic going through his brain when their heads touched. Her bare center pressed close to his. His shaft felt her wet folds; it was the softest most intense pleasure Draco had ever felt. Finding her eyes, Charlotte with the patience and speed of Molasses in winter slid up his shaft. Grey and green bore into each other. Merlin her eyes were a bloody beautiful slytherin green. As she got to the top, Her entrance rested on the top of his penis.
Without breaking eye contact draco whispered
"May I?" Nodding with a deep swallow Charlotte placed both of her hands on his shoulders. He found her waist. Draco moved the tip of himself in a slow circular motion wetting his tip in her pleasure. Charlotte tipped her head back letting out a high moan. She rolled her hips forward in pleasure as the tip of Draco's penis was engulfed in a tight silky grip. Both of them moan into each other's lips. Draco had just started to put pressure on her hips with his hands pulling her onto him, dresprate to feel more of her around him…. When she was ripped away from! Cold relapsing her wet warmth.
"What the fu-" Draco started
"CHARLOTTE!?" - said a male voice
"Oh my god CHARLOTTE?!" -rang another male voice in shock. -"cover yourself!"
"Duke, don't let him get away!"
Fuck fuck fuck!
Before Draco could adjust his eyesight to the sudden darkness around them, He was being pulled up by the hair violently. Pants falling around his ankles. He tried to pull his pants up but was jerked upward before he could.
"Who the fuck is this prick Charlotte? CHARLOTTE?!" Said the boy who must have been Duke from behind him. The largest boy had Charlotte by the forearm, her dress around her waist, her other arm covering herself. He shook her then tossed her on the ground.
"Answer him char." Said a boy around Dracos age. As he rushed forward covering her in the picnic blanket.
" H- His name is Draco…. H- he lives through the old orchard… Forest thing..That father wants to buy…..- Draco could hear Charlotte stutter her response. The largest of the three marched up to Draco dangling pantsless by the hair, and landed a punch right on his jaw.
"NO! Aaron! Please stop, he's kind, this was my idea! I swear."
Charlotte pleaded, pulling on the arm of the one who had just landed his punch. Aaron.
Flinging her off of him, there was so much force she fell to the ground.
"Get your ass back to the farm house Charlotte, now!" Aaron retorted, turning back to Draco with a murderous look.
With that the last brother strode up and landed a punch to dracos stomach. The two men took turns punching him in various places while the one behind his back held him. His wrists held behind his back in one of his hands making the pantsless Draco feel even more vulnerable. Evidently Charlotte had refused to leave, her horse sobs begging her brothers to stop mixed with Draco's moans of pain filled the air with heavy despair.
Draco felt his nose break, no longer able to see his eyes so swollen. He was dropped and fell instantly his legs wouldn't support him. He had no energy left. Deciding it would be best to stay face down on the ground and hope they left him there to die alone. Charlotte's sobs still assaulted the night's warm air.
"Y -y you killed him! He's not moving!! C- Caleb please." Charlotte stammered.
"Don't go crying to Caleb! You will get the same beating when we tell father what you've done! Now Get up. I SAID GET UP!"
The sound of a slap echoed through the darkness. Charlotte let out a gasp of pain. Draco heard a softer voice.
"Common char, get up… please. Don't make him angry"
"I won't go back until I know he's okay!"
Draco felt Charlotte kneel beside him. She was gone almost the same second.
"Damn it Charlotte, get away from him."
"Obliviate" a woman's voice he knew well whispered. His mother's voice. Panic assaulted him like a branding iron. Draco's face pressed into dirt, lifted his butt and tried to pull his pants up. Only his boxers lifted but that was good enough.
"Mother, wait!" Draco shouted tiredly, crawling forward without knowing which direction his mother stood. "Don't.. not Charlotte.. please."
The cold ice of magic stiffened him like a board, his broken nose in the dirt pooling blood into his mouth. His mother had petrified him. Unable to move, but fighting the hex with all his life force. He couldn't budge. Draco heard his mother whisper again.
"Obliviate"
Without the ability to blink them away tears fell freely down Draco's Cheeks. Stinging the broken skin. The pit of his stomach felt like lead. He knew he would never see Charlotte Marks again. If he did, she wouldn't have any recollection of him.
