RTMD: Draco Malfoy: Prince of Slytherin
Chapter 6: Draco Malfoy: Prince of Slytherin
Chapter Summary: In fanfic, Draco Malfoy is the ‘Prince of Slytherin’ who bravely leads his Slytherin year and/or house to the Light Side.
Disclaimer: J. K. Rowling and her minions own everything related to Harry Potter and his magical world. This paltry piece of Potterotica is out of my own demented mind.
Author’s Note: Thanks to the wonderful Scully for making sure I didn’t get carried away.
Meanwhile in the Slytherin common room a discussion between two fifth year students ensues.
“Pansy, I have figured out the solution to all my woes. I know what I need to do to be out from under my father’s influence. I’m going to start a revolt right here in the Slytherin common room. I’m going to persuade, by reason or threat, everyone in the Slytherin House that we are going to go over to Dumbledore’s side. Before the end of the year, we’ll all be Order of the Phoenix members. Then once we are united with the other houses, we’ll work, harmoniously with the Gryffindor House to take down the Dark Lord once and for all!” Draco exclaimed as he used Pansy’s compact mirror to determine if the kohl on his eyes was flawless.
Pansy, not looking up from her book, rolled her eyes as she turned the page. “You’re more like the Princess of Slytherin, Draco. Millicent Bulstrude isn’t as much of a girl as you are. And well, to be quite honest, neither am I. You are so gay that you crocheted your own wand holster.
“I’m sorry, Draco," Pansy began as she put her book down and faced her feminine friend, "but I don’t think you have it in you to lead a fashion revolt, much less a revolt against the most evil wizard in the last fifty years. Besides, I can see from here that you have too much kohl under your left eye. It’s starting to smear.”
“But, Pansy! I have charisma; I have inner strength; I have leadership qualities. People will listen to me. They like me, they really like me!
“And besides, Millicent Bulstrode is such a dyke, I wouldn’t be surprised if her dick was bigger than mine.”
“No offense, Draco, but my dick is bigger than yours. You tuck yours back so much and so often when you’re wearing my lacy panties, I’m surprised it doesn’t have a permanent bend toward your ass. Draco, you’re so gay, you’re a devoted follower of the MoreMan religion. Why just this morning, you were asking me if I thought your ass looked 24/7 fuckable. Sorry, Draco, darling, but I’m a woman! How the hell should I know?”
“Pansy, be serious. What else can I do? If I don’t become the super sexy Slytherin savior then I’ll be forced to do something stupid like take the Dark Mark, do the Dark Lord’s bidding and probably be tasked with something icky like bringing Death Eaters into Hogwarts or killing Dumbledore.”
“Don’t be ridiculous, Draco! No Slytherin would be stupid enough to try to kill Dumbledore. He’s too powerful. If you don’t believe me, go ask Professor Snape.
“Besides, I bet even the Dark Lord knows that you’re so gay you’d probably bend over and let Harry Potter himself fuck you up the ass anytime he fancied it.”
And with those words, Draco paused and stared at his friend. His eyes lit up most delightfully as a smile crossed his face.
“Oh, Pansy, darling, you’ve never spoken truer words!”
The Illicit Tales of Beedle the Bard: Part 1
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Chapter Summary: In fanfic, Draco Malfoy is the ‘Prince of Slytherin’ who bravely leads his Slytherin year and/or house to the Light Side.
Disclaimer: J. K. Rowling and her minions own everything related to Harry Potter and his magical world. This paltry piece of Potterotica is out of my own demented mind.
Author’s Note: Thanks to the wonderful Scully for making sure I didn’t get carried away.
Meanwhile in the Slytherin common room a discussion between two fifth year students ensues.
“Pansy, I have figured out the solution to all my woes. I know what I need to do to be out from under my father’s influence. I’m going to start a revolt right here in the Slytherin common room. I’m going to persuade, by reason or threat, everyone in the Slytherin House that we are going to go over to Dumbledore’s side. Before the end of the year, we’ll all be Order of the Phoenix members. Then once we are united with the other houses, we’ll work, harmoniously with the Gryffindor House to take down the Dark Lord once and for all!” Draco exclaimed as he used Pansy’s compact mirror to determine if the kohl on his eyes was flawless.
Pansy, not looking up from her book, rolled her eyes as she turned the page. “You’re more like the Princess of Slytherin, Draco. Millicent Bulstrude isn’t as much of a girl as you are. And well, to be quite honest, neither am I. You are so gay that you crocheted your own wand holster.
“I’m sorry, Draco," Pansy began as she put her book down and faced her feminine friend, "but I don’t think you have it in you to lead a fashion revolt, much less a revolt against the most evil wizard in the last fifty years. Besides, I can see from here that you have too much kohl under your left eye. It’s starting to smear.”
“But, Pansy! I have charisma; I have inner strength; I have leadership qualities. People will listen to me. They like me, they really like me!
“And besides, Millicent Bulstrode is such a dyke, I wouldn’t be surprised if her dick was bigger than mine.”
“No offense, Draco, but my dick is bigger than yours. You tuck yours back so much and so often when you’re wearing my lacy panties, I’m surprised it doesn’t have a permanent bend toward your ass. Draco, you’re so gay, you’re a devoted follower of the MoreMan religion. Why just this morning, you were asking me if I thought your ass looked 24/7 fuckable. Sorry, Draco, darling, but I’m a woman! How the hell should I know?”
“Pansy, be serious. What else can I do? If I don’t become the super sexy Slytherin savior then I’ll be forced to do something stupid like take the Dark Mark, do the Dark Lord’s bidding and probably be tasked with something icky like bringing Death Eaters into Hogwarts or killing Dumbledore.”
“Don’t be ridiculous, Draco! No Slytherin would be stupid enough to try to kill Dumbledore. He’s too powerful. If you don’t believe me, go ask Professor Snape.
“Besides, I bet even the Dark Lord knows that you’re so gay you’d probably bend over and let Harry Potter himself fuck you up the ass anytime he fancied it.”
And with those words, Draco paused and stared at his friend. His eyes lit up most delightfully as a smile crossed his face.
“Oh, Pansy, darling, you’ve never spoken truer words!”
The Illicit Tales of Beedle the Bard: Part 1
Master RTMD List