Fairy Tales

Echo Dolohov lay awake in her bed for the third time this week staring at the stars outside. She had been having the strangest dream. Closing her eyes and smashing herself deep inside her covers, she closed her eyes and thought of her dream. Those eyes, they had been haunting her. Ever since the day in the Room of Requirement Draco Malfoy’s eyes had been following her while she slept; strangely enough, during her waking hours she still felt as if she we being watched by those beautiful grey eyes. Echo knew that this must be some going crazy somewhere deep inside her mind. There was no way Draco’s eyes were following her.

Echo was aware that her body had been in a curious state over the last few days, heat had been brewing in her lower abdomen. She shyly slipped her hand down to her cotton knickers, brushing pass the nub that apparently wanted to be touched. Audio ably she gasped. ‘That feels nice.’ She stroked the nub again, this time harder than before, groaning, she delved deeper, inside her knickers where she was hot and wet. Sliding a finger over her wetness, bringing the moisture to her swollen clit and giving it a sharp roll, ‘Damn, that feels good.’ Continuing with the fondling of her wetness, she grasped one tender breast and began to massage it the way Draco had. She had never noticed how wonderfully painful that could be. Her finger picked up speed, dipping into the hot hole that center her virginity. Faster and faster she pumped both hands, kneading her breast to the point of pain, slapping her clit until she came, her body convulsed around this one small, delicate finger and waves of pleasure and warmth and tingling ran through her. As she came down, she sighed and whispered Draco’s name. Falling asleep was easy after that.


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Brandon and Draco had reached the bedroom and had begun to get ready for bed.

“Drake, what is the big, goofy grin for. We are in so much shit and you are grinning like the cat that ate the mouse.”

“She is jerking off while thinking of me.” Draco replied proudly.

“Huh?”

“The girl, Echo. You know, the one that I am being forced to wed and bed. Yeah, I placed a hex on her so that I knew when she was being pleasured. She had the nerve to tell me to stop fucking around Hogwarts, when I told her ‘No’, she said that she was going to take a lover…can’t have that. So, I hit her with a ‘Confesso’. Bloody brilliant if I do say so myself.”

“Ah, yes, brilliant. Is she hot?”

“She’s twelve mate. How the hell am I supposed to know yet if she is hot?”

“Point taken.”
ippiipping into bed, Draco looked over at Brandon and grinned once more, “She’s gonna be hot, that is for sure. Already got some great tits. Heat just rising out of her and that mouth…the one she speaks so boldly from…yes, I am defiantly going to enjoy putting that pout of a mouth to good use. Going to sleep now, got a chubby.”

Brandon lay awake for a moment thinking about his actions over the last 72 hours; wondering if his family would survive his killing curse.


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As Draco was waking the following afternoon, his hand drifted south and swiftly caught his raging erection. Giving the appendage a good, hard tug through his silk underwear, he groaned. ‘Going to have to take care of this’. He looked over a saw Brandon still sleeping, pulling his angry penis out of his underwear he began to stroke it, his mind drifting back to the feeling he obtained last evening while she was thinking of him... Draco could just imagine her small hands doing incredibly nay thy things to herself. Letting himself remember what her body felt and tasted like, he increased his speed. Realizing that the pre-pubescent girl was not going to allow him satisfaction he started to drift toward more developed girls that he knew would satisfy this morning urge. His mind ran through a number of Slytherians, Ravenclaws and even a Hufflepuff before it settled on a curly headed know-it-all Gryffindor. Yes, she was truly turning out to be fabulous. He recalled the day that he pinned Granger up against the dungeon wall and spoke to her so softly that she shuddered. He knew that she had been disgusted with herself for allowing the sexual tension between them. He had taken the opportunity to feel around her thighs, running his hands slowly up her side and stomach, gently at first, rubbing a thumb over the nipple that had greeted him once he got there. She was breathing hard and he felt power in knowing that he was able to make her body sing. With his eyes he sought some form of permission to taste her. Seeing that she was too far gone to make any decisions about her virtue he leaned in for a tender kiss only to deepen it roughly while his fingers pinched her nipple. She swooned, actually swooned. Draco was elated at his sexual powers over women, if he could have the Gryffindor, he was truly a god. Granger leaned her head back against the cold, hard wall as Draco slowly lowered his body to the ground. Charming her clothes to remove themselves as he worked his mouth over her body, swirling his tongue around the plump breasts she possessed, continuing south until he reached the division between her legs, taking a moment to inhale the perfect aroma of her wetness, driving his tongue and fingers deep inside her, sucking and pumping her until she exploded screaming his name. As he stood to look at her flush face, he smiled at her, pressing his hard erection into her belly and telling her with his most ‘Snape-like voice’, “You’ll have to return the favor, of course. I’ll be counting the days until I have to call it in. Just think what a lovely sight you will make kneeling before me with you precious little mouth wrapped around my cock. I can hardly wait.” He kissed her hard, letting her taste the juices that had been drained from her cunt, then, he was gone. Leaving her to think of the power he now held over her.

Back to reality, he was exploding his semen onto his belly with a grunt. He may have to pay Granger a visit after the holidays.




Brandon was staring at him. The boy had a beautiful body. Knowing that he was thinking of a frizzy-headed girl, he watched as Draco pumped his hand harder and harder. Brandon started to caresses his rod, he could hear Draco’s memories and they were turning him on…Draco exploded, breathing heavily as he calmed from his orgasm.

“Who’s the chick?”

Draco was startled. “Shit, you spied on me!”

“It is not my fault that you Malfoy’s can not keep his thought process to them. Father says all the time Lucius is the same way. You woke me by screaming over the hairless girl. Personally, I like no hair…”

“She is twelve. What is it that you just don’t get about that?”

“She is still fine. I have got to do get some pussy. Be back in a couple hours; unless you would like to join me, or save me the trip by just sucking me off?”

“Hell, no, get out.”


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Brandon wondered Bourbon Street’s back alleyways. He knew that he was chancing it by whore-shopping in the afternoon but he needed release. He walked around a corner and met a lady of about 30. Brandon could tell that once she was nice-looking, now she looked tired and worn. Her hair was a lanky red, eyes a pale green. She had on a shot black skirt with her stockings showing underneath it, thigh high boots and a tank top that read “Just Dew Me” along with the picture of a soda can. She had no bra on and her heavy breasts were gently bouncing as she breathed.

“Looking for a good time?”

“Offering?” responded Brandon.

She hiked her leg up to where the boot was resting on a trash can and ran her finger along her exposed slit. “$40 bucks for a blow, $40 for a fuck and $65 for the ass.” She mewed.

“What if I want the combo?” Brandon said as he replaced his hand for hers, stroking her nub gently, running his thumb through her pubic hair. “What if”, he purred into her ear, “I want you to suck me, then fuck me with this magnificent pussy then let me cum in your ass, hmm? What about a price on all that?”

“Oh, God”, she moaned into him “take me, do what you please….”

Brandon wrapped himself around her, cast a spell so that no one could see them and pushed her onto her knees. Opening his trousers he reminded gently, “Don’t forget the balls, honey.”

She went to work. Brandon loved the feel of an experienced woman on his dick. She was swallowing him at each stroke. He could feel the walls of her throat squeezing around him. She let go of his cock and traveled to his balls, tonguing them until his eyes fluttered backwards and groaned into the afternoon air. Placing his hand on her head he guided her to the places that felt best. Sensing that she was wanting more, he pulled her up and with tremendous strength raised her onto his cock. Holding her in the air, her legs firmly around his waist he pumped into her. Turning so that she was supported by the wall of a near by building he thrustter ter in and out of her. “Like that do ya?” He asked as she moaned louder and louder. She did not answer, just grabbed a tit and started to roll it in her hands. “Answer me, whore. Do you like that?”

“Yes, please don’t stop!”

“I wasn’t planning on stopping for a while. Your pussy is going to be sore later. You might not have the opportunity to fuck any others for a while.”

“Yes, make me sore….oh, just don’t stop…”

Brandon thrust into her over and over, catching a nipple between his teeth and giving it a hard bite and tug. Cracking the skin, a small trickle of blood presented itself on her breast. Brandon lapped it with his tongue, wanting more of the woman’s blood. Sinking his teeth into her breast she gave a yelp and looked down at him, “Always been told vampires were in this part, never met one before.”

Brandon laughed and unlocked his jaws from her, searching in her eyes he saw the pain that her life entailed. Abuse from other women, from the men that she was willingly with, the man who managed her money and body; he saw the filth that she was forced to live in and the beauty that resided inside her.

“I could give you a better life. All you have to do is willingly take it. I can make you immortal; take away the feeling of loneliness….give you pleasure beyond any you have ever felt.”

Pumping in and out of her he spoke not above a whisper; wanting, willing her to accept his offer. ‘Let me drain you, it will not hurt. It is orgasmic.’

“Yes, yes” she was screaming. “Please take it all away.”

Brandon returned his teeth to her breast, burying them one more time and beginning to suck her life force into his body. Emotions were swirling around him, coursing through his body filling him with warmth that he had been longing to feel for some time now.

She was weakening. Her body had lost so much blood that her heart was slowing and her color had been drained. Brandon reached for his wrist, sunk his teeth in it and let the blood begin to flow over the flesh that it was pouring out of. Slowly, he lowered his wrist to her lips and softly said, “Drink, it will revive your system.”

She looked up and grasped his arm, bringing the blood to her lips and slowly wrapping her lips around the holes. She was pulled back off of her savior. The man that was promising her a better life had been jerked and thrown against the building. A man loomed over them just before she lost consciousness due to the blood loss.