"Well it looks like I'm the newest student of Gryffindor Tower!" Draco sighed as he walked through the portrait hole into the Gryffindor Common Room.
Earlier the Professor had decided all the different Houses would share students between them whenever another student suddenly died so now Draco is in Gryffindor Tower to make up for all the students like Ron and Ginny who aren't anymore!
Draco had a rather hard time adjusting to Grfyindor Tower because at bedtime Potions Master and Head of the Slytherings would come to the boy's Slytherin Dorimitory and tuck them in individually starting with Draco and would sometimes even read a bedtime story if it wasn't already too too late and Draco promised to be a goodboy- No one else but Draco requested this routine and it was quite awkward for all the other boys in the room but they kept a stiff upper lip until Draco had been crooned and dandled to sleep, sure not to cause offense to the scion of such an important family as the Mafoy's. When Draco had finally drifted off his uncomfortable room-mates would each in turn decline Severus Snape's offers to tuck them in and 'see them off to dream-land' with as much grace and composure as they could muster. It was, all told, a very disturbing experience and tested each and every one of them severely...
also it's hard, apparently for Draco to adjust to the different social environ which the Tower of Gryffindor provides; for example one time he stamped on the foot of Dean Thomas when they were both heading for a squashy arm-chair!
Dean hopped around cradling his injured appendage...his very-pregnant girlfriend Lavandar looked on in shock.
"That's not how we treat each other in Gryffindor's Tower!" Dean said throatily, teeth gritted in pain.
"We'll where I'm from certain people are more accommodating and allow their betters the choicest chairs!" Draco said.
"You asshole Draco Malfoy!" Dean said and he made to strike Draco but Hermione Lion Heart was on the scene in a flash!
"You stop that right now and don't hit Draco Malfoy that's the sort of low and underhanded thing which Slitherings may clamor for but we here at Gryffindor's Tower are accommodated to a more civilized approach and quite literally take the High Road because of the lofty heights upon which we all reside and strive for in our ideals you so very hot headed boy so just calm right down now mister!" She snapped at him.
Dean practically had no idea what was going on! He normally doesn't lose his temper but he sure'd been ready to give a piece of his mind to Draco! Draco leered in an unctuous, lurid way because his secret plans to destabilize Gryffindor's Tower was already bearing foul discordant fruits...
"Oh daer you're right Hermione I acted most churlishly and hope you and the other members of our so illustrious House will forgive my distemper!" He preened mawkishly and poured himself a whiskey to quell his raging passions.
"Are you less frustrated now my young lover?" Lavandar preened sidling alongside Dean.
Lavanadar's pregnant belly kept her from being able to press her pussy against Dean but she tried her best to chill him out in other ways like playing their fav song 'Money Sucess Fame Glamour' on repeat a lot of times.
"Money! Success! Fame! Glamour!" The lyrics of the song repeated over and over. Dean found it frustrating at first but after a while it began to soothe him like always. Plus as a bonus all the other students milling about that area had left long ago, mostly within moments of the songs first play-thru so now they was alone... and pretty horny too!
"Mmmmm" Dean crooned, his face red and sweaty with his arduous lust mounting.
Lavandar was already a very sweaty girl and because the pregnancy had her perspiring for two and also because how hot and stuffy Gryffindor's Tower becomes due to the roaring fireplace her long hair was absolutely soaked with her sweat. It dripped in oily droplets onto the floor.
"Oh god Dean just like that!" She moaned throwing her head back.
a lot of loud sizzling came from the fireplace then; a result of her hair-sweat splash-back.
That's when Dean made his move, he gently sidled his hand around Lavandar's waste and steered her off to a private spot so they could fool around and maybe even fuck each other.
They walked into an empty darkened room, desperately eager to lay hands on one another. Then Dean nearly slipped and fell because he stumbled over... a severed head!
It was covered in blood! The glassy eyes stared balefully at the shocked couple!
"Oh no!" Dean cried out! He slumped to the floor; this sort of thing wasn't supposed to happen at all! "This suuuuuuuucks!" Dean wailed in despair, he had been so very horny... but now this...
Lavandar clutched herself and cried out; "You guys get in here quick! There's somebody hurt in here... and I think they might be dead!"