"Lucia Sometimes, you are the most worthless potions student I have ever encountered in my life!" Professor Slughorn yelled, his hair on fire and face covered in ash.
Lucia crumpled her brow and muttered a quick apology before desperately saying "You know, I know an excellent charm for hair growth."
Slughorn only pointed towards the door.
Lucia got up, assuming her rejection from the classroom was a bad sign. Before she could even leave the room she heard Slughorn mumble "How the bloody hell she got into NEWT potions is beyond me." A few snickers followed her out the door.
She spent the rest of the period sitting outside the classroom, wondering if a word after class would mend the torn relationship she and Slughorn had. When the doors opened, her arm was grasped by a large, pale hand that dragged her into an empty classroom.
"You could have killed yourself!" Exclaimed Draco, his hands flying in the air.
"Oh don't worry about that, Slughorn sustained the most damage and he's a tough old bird, he can handle it."
"Okay first off, birds are female-"
"That's sexist you pig."
"Oh my goodness, shut up. Do you have any idea what danger you put yourself in by being so damn lazy in that class?"
"Hey, I prefer potionally challenged." Lucia snipped.
"Just shut up and realize what I am trying to say: potions is a dangerous subject and I do not want you to get hurt."
"Oh."
"Oh? No snide remark, no witty comeback?"
"Well normally I would say something like 'if potions is so dangerous, why do they teach it in school?' but I am too preoccupied with the fact that you don't want me to get hurt."
"You are so dense Sometimes."
"I'm sorry but were you using my last name or the actual word?"
"Does it change the meaning?"
"Well yes it does."
"Both then."
"Well shouldn't you have said 'You are so dense sometimes, Sometimes?'"
"Will you just shut up for two seconds please." Draco slammed his hand onto the desk. "This is hard enough as it is."
Lucia's posture softened as she took a step forward and placed a hand on his shoulder, rubbing his collar with her thumb.
"Just please, don't ever make me worry that I'll lose you, please."
Lucia's posture instantly stiffened and she sharply brought her hand back to her side and started to head out the door. "You forget, Malfoy, I'm not yours to lose."
Draco stared at the with a look of frustration, and possibly even some sadness. It was already two weeks into the term and it seemed to him that the closer he got to Lucia, the more she feigned away. If he were to succeed in his mission to restore his families honor he would have to force Lucia to admit her feelings for him. A plot suddenly spouted into his mind with a stunning speed.
Lucia sat in the Great Hall quickly inhaling the muffins and jam with her friends during dinner.
"I wonder how many muffins Lucia could stick in her mouth at one time?" Meghan asked out loud.
"Want to find out?" Bernice smiled wickedly.
Lucia's eyes widened and she cried out "No!" as her three 'best' friends lunged at her. She quickly ducked under the table and began crawling over feet until she saw the end. A bright like shot in front of her and she saw numerous muffins flying directly at her face. As opposed to doing the logical thing and trying to counter the attack, Lucia simply stared, mouth wide open.
Four muffins later and Lucia was spluttering for air.
"That's more than I thought." Katherine stated nonchalantly.
"Makes you wonder how many dicks she could suck." Bernice added, staring at Lucia's bright pink expression.
"Agh gant gwallow." Lucia managed through the doughy mass.
"What was that?" Bernice asked.
"AGH GANT GWALLOW!"
"Oh, I can't swallow…. well…. too bad." Meghan said, forking a cucumber and then chewing on it delicately.
"Gahhhhhh!" Lucia exclaimed.
"Goodness, are you physically incapable of performing magic or are you just that stupid." Katherine commented.
Lucia flushed a bright red before performing a silent charm to make the muffins disappear. "Stupidest Ravenclaw ever, as I always say." She commented, still embarrassed.
Suddenly a paper butterfly floated over, it's bleach white wings flapping silently before landing on Lucia's shoulder. She carefully unfolded it, reading the text to herself before slipping it into her pocket.
"What was that?" Asked Bernice.
"Oh nothing, just my mother trying to be funny and send me enchanted letters." Lucia lied. The note, in fact, was from Draco inviting her to study with him tonight in the potions room at 9. Lucia considered it strange that Draco would want to meet at such a late time, but eventually brushed it off as something not to be concerned with.
"So Katherine darling, and I do mean darling," Bernice began.
"You want something, spit it out." Katherine stated, staring at her giant piece of red velvet cake.
"You wouldn't happen to be, you know, eating all of that would you? I mean you must be watching my figure?" Bernice said slowly.
"Are you calling me fat?" Katherine stated, her eyes suddenly wide.
Bernice sputtered and quickly said "No of course not, I just want your cake!"
Lucia let out a bark of laughter before poking Katherine in the arm.
"Well if I am fat, then Lucia is enormous." Katherine commented with a smirk.
"It is not my fault I am proportionally challenged." Lucia commented back,
"Your breasts are like planets, they even have gravitational force. Prime example: Draco Malfoy." Meghan commented.
"Well your arse is like…. well I am terrible at metaphors but it's something weird." Lucia sputtered, looking down at her chest.
"Hmm well breasts are meant to resemble the buttox since human sex is unique in that it is done in the missionary position as opposed to the doggy position." Katherine said, popping a delicious bite of cake in her mouth with a small smile.
"Remind me to never have breasts." Lucia said, her mouth hanging open.
"Too late." Sang Bernice, shoving her lightly on her chest.
"OK, question." Meghan started.
"Really now?" intervened Bernice.
"Shove it. So we're seventh years, correct?"
"No, really?" Lucia mocked.
"Shove it times two. Where are the parties? Why have I not gone dancing?"
"Going dancing, in your case, means slutting it up surrounded by men." Lucia stated haughtily.
"You know I actually heard on the rumor mill that there's a Slytherin party tonight at 9 in the dungeons in an abandoned classroom. It's supposed to be fun, lots of alcohol and the like." Katherine stated.
Lucia's eyes immediately widened in realization. He wasn't trying to tutor her, he wanted to trick her into going to a party and getting drunk. That worthless piece of ferret scum. She decided, with a smirk, to give him a taste of his own medicine and play along but by her own rules.
Lucia snapped her head in Katherine's direction and said with a glowing smile "We should go."
Bernice spat out her pumpkin juice and said "You hate parties, you hate people!"
"Well perhaps I have changed, and maybe I wouldn't mind, you know, looking attractive for the party. Just for fun of course." Lucia twirled her hair in her fingers.
Meghan dropped her glass on the floor before turning her eyes to Lucia before squealing loudly. "We must get started immediately." She grasped Lucia's arm and pulled her up the stares before leading her into the Hufflepuff common room followed by Katherine and Bernice.
Lucia was place in the middle of the room to be scrutinized by the three girls before they started to all speak in hushed voices.
"Do I get input on this decision?" Lucia asked, her hand slightly raised.
Katherine gave her a sharp glare that pointedly said 'no.'
Without any warning Meghan grabbed a dark blue, metallic looking dress from her closet and a pair of snakeskin heels. The dress was short and scrunched on the front and back, leaving the hemline to dip down in the middle. The top had two layered ruffles and two thin straps.
Lucia looked at it doubtfully before saying "You guys seem to have short term memory. You see…. I have breasts. And not just mosquito bites, but like…. poisonous rattlesnake bites. I just don't think this will work."
"Don't knock it before you try it." Bernice shook her finger at her.
"So makeup, which is vital to not looking like a complete prude." Meghan said nonchalantly.
Lucia's face reddened and she said quickly "Virginal is the new slut."
"No it's not." Sang Bernice, pulling her thick hair away from her face before practically pushing her in front of the vanity mirror.
After nearly 2 hours of plastering on makeup, pinning and spraying hair and convincing Lucia the she was not making a terrible mistake and that, indeed, looking like a slut is harder than it looks, they were all prepared to enter the world of drunken Slytherin partying.
"What is this shit?" Lucia practically screamed over the too-loud music.
"Good shit!" Replied Bernice, dragging Lucia out on the dance floor.
Even though Lucia would never admit it, she rather liked dancing. Her hips gyrated to the music, sending pulsations through the rest of her body. She rolled her stomach and lower-back, jutting her butt outwards provocatively while keeping her hands above her head. The music itself was actually quite bad: the bass was too loud, obnoxious vocals screeched about sex and alcohol, and the fact that half of the 7th-year was singing along was not at all helping.
"Get it girl!" Laughed Meghan, referring to Lucia's snake-like movements.
Lucia merely rolled her eyes and popped her breasts forward before moving her hips sharply to each direction. Her eyes roved the room in search of blonde hair and a smirk. Instead she saw blue eyes, darkened by the shadows of the room. She could tell they had been watching her for awhile and for some reason that excited her.
"Hella Good" by No Doubt came on and she felt like this night was made for her. She stared back at him as she continued to dance, rocking her hips to accent the song. She felt hands on her hips and looked behind her to see none other than Michael Baddock, a Slytherin who she had never spoken to and probably didn't realize she was not only an ice queen, but the ice queen. In any other normal situation she would have swatted his hands away and given him a biting remark, but the look in Draco's eyes was simply to satisfying. Instead she leaned back into him, putting her hands in his hair and arching her back, sliding down him slowly while her eyes pierced into Draco's. She smirked from across the room, tossing her hair over her shoulder and turning to face Michael before giving him a quick shove and walking towards the refreshments.
She tasted the punch before promptly spitting it back into the cup, noting the intense taste of vodka.
"Can't handle your alcohol?" A snarky voice said from behind her and she instantly recognized it as Draco's.
"More like don't want to." She replied, pulling out her wand and transfiguring the punch into water.
"That was very mean of you back there." Draco commented, putting a hand on her waist possessively.
"Now whatever do you mean." She said while picking his hand up with two fingers distastefully and placing it back by his side. "I have been nothing but nice all night I would never do something naughty," she pursed her lips out, pouting a bit before playfully shoving him and saying "besides, I would never dream of leading a snake like you on."
He grasped her waist, harder this time, and pulled her to him. "Too late." He whispered in her ear.
Lucia felt a wave of excitement rush through her as she felt his body so close to hers. She could almost feel his smirk as she shivered under him. After savoring the moment she grabbed a cup of the spiked punch, downed it and then dragged him onto the dance floor.
Her hands found there way into his hair as she pulled him closer. She felt her pulse quicken as he dragged his hands over her hips, pulling them closer to his. His mouth was on her neck, placing open mouth kisses across her pulse. He licked at her ear and she had to hold back a moan as he began to suck on her earlobe.
A thought crossed her mind as he was doing this: 'Dammit, dammit dammit dammit. What am I doing, what is he doing?' but it was quickly overshadowed when his hands reached between her thighs.
Begin sexual content
She felt herself getting wet as he began pushing her dress higher and higher up her thighs. Her head tilted backwards onto his shoulder. He watched her and smirked as he saw her eyelids lilt in ecstasy. The opportunity for him to make her his had arisen and he took it. Grabbing her arm he led her away into the Slytherin common room, up the stairs and into his dormitory. He opened the curtains to his bed, which he had transfigured in his third year to be a queen as opposed to the normal twin, and pulled her in.
He felt the uncanny need to kiss her, but when he did she stopped him with hooded lids and told him that she didn't kiss. Instead he attacked her neck, leaving hickeys where he left, licking across her collar before licking the salt off her ample cleavage a smelling her deeply.
All the while Lucia let out little mewls of pleasure and clawed at his back and head, her hips instinctively pushing towards him with wanton wanting.
He pushed the straps of her dress aside. The front of the dress was pushed down and he pulled her bra down with his teeth and began kissing and sucking at the top and sides of her breasts, occasionally brushing his lips against her erect nipples. She shuddered in response and began feeling a want for him to take her nipple into his mouth.
Almost as if he could read minds he immediately did. She bucked wildly against him, grasping his head and pushing it towards her breasts. He looked up at her as he sucked and bit at her tender buds, occasionally sucking quick and hard and immediately biting. Her mewls turned into moans as she felt her already blazing excitement turn into a pool of lava in her stomach.
"Draco…." she moaned out, before pushing him slightly off and removing her small dress before going for the shoes.
"No, keep those on." Draco said, stopping her before she could remove them.
She smirked before flipping him over. Her lips connected with where his neck connected with his shoulder, biting and licking as she unbuttoned his shirt. After three buttons she got frustrated and ripped the shirt off, sending buttons flying all over the bed. She moaned out loud when she law his alabaster six pack that was luminescent despite the darkness of the bed. Her hands ran across its rippled surface and her eyes widened in pleasure. She could feel his hard member against her thigh as
He smirked down at her practically naked form. She was only covered by an askew lace bra and a purple animal-print thong. The mismatched set covered an ample pare of breasts and an either very well trimmed or completely shaved pussy. Draco couldn't wait to find out. He reached behind her and skillfully undid her bra clasps, before pulling the thin material off and throwing it on the floor next to them. After flipping her over once more he began to kiss her stomach and hip bones before pulling her thong down her legs with his teeth. She was shaved. Her dripping wet cunt was pink and soft with full lips and a swollen clitoris sticking out from under it's hood.
Draco's fingers fondled her thighs, slowly making their way towards her core. He spread her lips in order to look at her pussy better and say that it resembled a ripe fruit, blood red at its core. His fingers traced her slit, making her buck against him, pressing her pussy into his hand.
"Please." She let out, not exactly sure what she was asking for.
He plunged his fingers into her core, eliciting a slight squeal of surprise and then a moan of pleasure. He felt her muscles clench and then relax against his fingers as her legs clamped around his arm, wanting him to go deeper. "Relax darling." He whispered, pushing her thighs apart until she was spread before him, legs wide and breasts splayed out as if on display.
He began pumping gently, enjoying her moans that steadily grew louder. Lucia felt the burning in her stomach begin to peak and she cried out in pleasure before she felt an entirely new sensation. Draco had taken her swollen clitoris into his mouth and began to suck and bite at it, making her scream out with pleasure. She felt as if she were teetering over the edge and when she felt his fingers hook inside of her, hitting the front wall of her uterus, she went over the edge. Her walls clamped around him and she arched her back, screaming his name as he grinned into her seeping cunt.
"Fuck Draco." She cried, coming down from her high. However he was not quite done with her.
He continued to finger her as he used his other hand to undo his belt and pull the rest of his clothes off of him. Lucia stared at his thick member, mesmerized by the fine, dark blonde hair surrounding it and the veins that ran across it. She was simultaneously confused and enthralled by this new progression in their intimacy.
"Are you ready?" He asked, true concern shining through his lust-filled eyes.
She nodded, her mouth dry and mind-reeling.
"I'm not going to say this won't hurt, because it will," he warned, positioning himself at her entrance, "but I assure you, it gets a lot better."
With that he entered her, not slowly but not exactly quickly. She felt a quick sharp pain and then the ache of her walls being stretched to accommodate his girth. A small whimper escaped her lips and she bit his shoulder to stifle the cries.
"Tell me- when I can move." Draco managed to say, his eyes tight in restrained concentration.
Lucia felt the pain lessen and instinctively wrapped her legs around Draco's body before whispering in his ear "go."
Draco began slowly thrusting himself in and out of her body, at first with little response from Lucia as she was getting used to the sensation, and then with much more explosive enthusiasm.
"Yes, yes, yes! Harder! Fuck me! Oh Draco!" She moaned out.
Her words only turned him on more as he began to roll his hips in both directions before thrusting violently into her, making her scream with pleasure.
Draco never did like missionary position, it made touching far too difficult. While still inside of her he rolled them over onto their sides, forcing Lucia's leg above her head as she faced away from him. This new position gave him leverage so he could touch her breasts and clitoris making her pleasure exponentially more powerful.
Lucia yet again felt her orgasm rising within her, now aware of what it felt like. She let out a warning, screaming "I-I'm gonna cum!" Her muscles tightened around him and he felt his own pleasure fast approaching. With a grunt he came inside of her as she screamed her release. He waited for the pleasure to stop before pulling out. Lucia was still quaking from the release, her pink body contracting in prolonged pleasure.
Draco pulled her body towards him, feeling some tenderness he had never felt with anyone he had slept with before. His skin was like lava against lava. She turned into him, nuzzling her head into his neck before pulling back and looking at him.
He, yet again, had the urge to kiss her and this time she didn't tell him to stop. Her lips were just as he had imagined, full and soft. She sucked on his bottom lip lightly and was nearly brought to tears at the sensation. Never before had she felt as complete and wonderful as she had when she kissed him.
He was not sure whether it was the after effects of the orgasm, but Draco could hardly believe how correct it felt to be kissing her.
It was only one kiss, they both pulled away at the same time and Lucia once again snuggled into his shoulder, enjoying the smell of sex and sweat in the air. She felt liquid trickle down her thighs and didn't mind at all.
She fell asleep in his arms, her naked body fuzed with his in an undeniable bond that seemed to keep them together forever. She fell asleep happy and content. She fell asleep not at all regretting what had just happened. She woke up and felt entirely different.
"Dear god, what have I done."