Dark Corridors

Disclaimer: I don\'t own, nor will I pretend to own, Harry Potter and all related. The rights belong to J.K.Rowlings and various Publishers. No part of the story that follows is being used to make money.

Note: This story was the result of an on-going roleplay between me and Cait.
I was playing Harry, and the female Slytherins, she played Malfoy. I hope you enjoy that which follows. Will contain rape, m/m(D/H) Slash. Also maybe HG/RW, HP/RW, HP/SS/DM, and f/f slash. If you wantwant it to be included.

Draco was leaning in a plush green armchair, letting his legs dangle over one arm-rest while idly manicuring his nails with what appears to be a pristine platinum dagger. His feet are bare and he\'s wearing a black turtleneck sweater and flattering black leather pants. He pauses for a moment, boredly admiring his perfection, and resumes picking with the dagger, Draco Malfoy is indeed a sight both beautiful and terrible to behold.

Shayne Caiyara Mardagan walks in with her arms around her girlfriend, Danica Sanavi, not noticing that Draco was in a situation where he might cause harm to himself, by their actions, Shayne says \" Lo, Draco!\" in polite and cheerful greeting. She\'s dressed in a silver silk tank top, eyes lined in black eyeliner and silver eye shadow, wearing black baggy jeans, of the highest quality, worn with a silver snake-scaled belt set with several diamonds and emeralds. Her long silky black hair tied back into a braid tied with a silver silk bow. Her emerald eyes fix themselves on the beauty of Draco, he is indeed a stunning Slytherin, not that she cared for boys. She\'d rather have Pansy Parkinson then him. Yet Pansy is a pansy, she just has an irritating sort of way. She\'s still obsessively after Draco. Stupid git of a girl. Anyone can tell the boy likes Potter. Anyone who has observation skills in the least. Shrugging, she pulled her girlfriend closer. The girl wore a black velvet skirt, and purple silk halter top. Danica had her shoulder length light brown hair and beautiful blue-green eyes. Shayne pulled her next to her as she sat down.

In his fretting, he is completely undisturbed, and the sudden interruption is enough to cause his weapon to slip, and lice neatly into his thumb. Within seconds, there is a puddle of crimson seeping forth to marr the pristine white of his skin. Irritably, he jerks his thumb to his mouth, staunching the blood flow. He mutters, \"fuck....\"
Turning livid eyes up to Shayne, he turns the dagger in his hand, threatening to throw it, perhaps embed it in that empty little scull of hers. The thought brings him a perverse pleasure.
Comtemptuously, he says.. \"What do you want?\"

Taking an offended tone, Shayne replies, innocently, \"My gosh.. Draco.. Nothing. Just saying hello..\" She finished with a haughty tone. \"Can\'t a student say hello to a fellow student..? Or has that since become a crime..?\" She became angrilly cross. Who did he think he was? A Malfoy.. just because he\'s a Malfoy, he acts like their the only family of worth. Hmmf! She\'d show him just what a Mardagan was made of..

Noting that she had upset his concentration, and thus allowed, if not caused, his dagger to cut him, she hissed inwardly. This wasn\'t good. Malfoys always got their revenge. She wondered what he\'d do to her. Hoping he would not harm her pet. She was tough, she could handle what he might dish out on her. But Danica was a weaker, younger girl. She looked to Shayne to protect her. While getting training as well, toughening up. The girl was coming along better.
Only time, and she would be strong. Very strong. Noting his dark looks, she drew her girl closer to herself, protectively. Shayne boldly asked the question floating in her mind.. \"You don\'t fancy Potter do you?\"

He muttters darkly to himself, licking at the blood welling on his thumb again. Then gives a derisive snort of laughter. \"Fucking blunt, aren\'t you?\" He sits there and thinks for a moment, before saying, quite boredly, \"Not really. Nice arse--Very nice arse. Too straight.\"

\"Well, yes, no point in beating about the bush with questions. Too time consuming. I just noticed, you were.. I mean, I caught you gazing at the boy, in Potions today.\" Shayne says.
Malfoy was irritating her. She should be getting along with him, not an enemy of his.. Her family was every bit as good as his. Stupid blasted malfoys.

Draco looks pointedly at Shayne, his grey eyes gleaming dangerously with malice. Tacking on a lecturing tone, he says, \"Malfoys don\'t \'gaze\'. Gazing is for girls and Hufflepuffs. We may stare intently, but for fuck\'s sake, we never GAZE.\"

Shayne glares coldly at Malfoy, rage rising. She\'d love to hurt him for that.. but instead replies cold and indifferent, \"As you wish Draco...\" Irritated, she turns to her girl, eyeing her lover. Thinking of one way she knows they could make up for the frustration.. Danica straightens her skirt, a bit. As a subtle clue to her girlfriend. Hoping that she catches it.

Draco\'s eyes shoot nearly up to his hairline in amusement as something clicks in his mind.
\"WELL, I shall leave you two alone...\" he eases himself out of his chair, leather pants creaking in protest. \"to do whatever it is you lesbians DO.\" He shudders in distaste. \"Frankly, anything without a dick just isn\'t worth my t\" D\" Draco saunters out, looking like the piece of Mancandy that he is...

Danica watches Draco, as if she\'d just niticed him leave, and hadn\'t noticed him there earlier.
She turns to her girlfriend, wanting. Her que questioning her and recieving a knowing nod.
Her desires would be met. In due time. Shayne looked her girl over, and began to feel her over, caressing her sides and her breasts.. Laying her back on the couch, to ease her back and to keep her comfortable. She ran her hands down the girls stomach, and over her skirt..
\"What shall we do love?\" she whispered sensously.