To Be Or To Be Nott

Disclaimer: The Harry Potter universe and all the characters are property of J.K. Rowling and whomever else has a finger in the huge franchise. I do not. I make no money nor do I claim any ownership of the people, places, and things (unless I make them up as we go). It is only to have some fun do I write this story, in hopes of some entertainment.


Warning: This chapter contains scenes with course language, explicit sexuality and mature content. Reader discretion is advised.

Pansy groaned as Draco's body slapped against hers. She glanced over her shoulder looking at the boy behind her. Sweat dripped from her forehead and covered her body as Draco thrust deep into her aching pussy. The girl clung to the bed coverings and pushed back into him more. The incoherent noises coming from her throat filled the air. She fell forward, her face rubbing into the bed, her ass jutting into the air for Draco to use as he wished.

Holding onto her hips, Draco began to pound into her harder and faster. He could feel her pussy squeeze his long cock with each thrust and it was going to drive him over the edge very soon. Pansy may not have been the best looking girl at Hogwarts but she had learnt to hone her skills well. Draco panted as he fucked the girl. His fingers dug into her soft skin and brought red welts to her flesh.

Keeping his cock inside her, Draco moved from his knees to his feet and, straddling her body, hammered into her. Pansy cried out in pleasure, the hard velvet of the shaft inside her stroking every inch of her pussy. She slipped a hand between her legs and began to flick her fingers over her clit, enjoying the raw sensations that sparked within. She screamed into the covers, the sound of her overwhelming pleasure muffled so there was only a dull roar and her body convulsed under Draco's assault.

With Pansy's orgasm, Draco felt the squeeze, the vice like pull of her pussy around his straining cock. It was too much for him and throwing his head back in ecstasy, he came with a loud guttural cry. He slammed into her pussy several more times, draining his balls of the hot cum that now coated Pansy's throbbing walls.

Pansy collapsed on Draco's bed and he followed her to cover her wet, tired body with his. He rested his head on her shoulder for several seconds before he rolled off the girl, finally allowing his shrinking penis to slide out with a sucking slurp. Lying on his back with his eyes closed, Draco began to doze off.

Images of all the girls he had taken to his bed flashed through his mind. There were certainly many, and some were most exceptional. Girls like Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini kept him coming back for more when he tired of the less adventurous or less creative of the girls at the school. Everyone wanted to test the young Malfoy. Some wanted to be able to say that they had been lucky enough to have him at least once. They treated him like a prize, and that was fine with him. Money was all very good, but to Draco, sex was the ultimate power. He was the master and he knew it. So too, did everyone else.

Pansy moved closer to him sliding her arm across his stomach and laying her head on his chest. Her wet matted hair flicked over his skin and he shuddered. Pushing her away, Draco slid from his bed, grabbed his toiletries and walked from the room without a backward glance.

Looking after the blonde wizard, Pansy pouted, her bottom lip sticking out. A tear of frustration slipped from her eye as she climbed from Draco's bed and slowly pulled her clothes on. She knew from experience that she had been dismissed. If Draco found her still in his bed when he came back, the punishment would be severe.

When Draco came back to his room, Goyle and Crabbe were sitting on Goyle's bed playing Exploding Snaps. They looked up as Draco began to dress and watched the teen with interest. "Sod off, you two," Draco hissed. "I do not appreciate being the subject of your depraved fantasies."

Crabbe looked away quickly, but Goyle's eyes lingered. "Thought you liked to be looked at," the large boy commented.

"Not by the likes of you two, you queer!" Pulling on a green silk shirt, Draco tucked the top into a pair of black slacks. "My tastes run slightly more feminine."

"I like girls too," Crabbe said defensively.

"Bulstrode doesn't count. She's almost as large as you, and her moustache is thicker." Crabbe sputtered making Draco smile.

Leaving the two buffoons playing their silly game, Draco left the Slytherin dorms and headed out into the evening. It was now getting late and the halls were rather empty. It was depressing how little there was to do at the school at night. Draco loved the summer breaks. It was then that he really shined. Parties every weekend, some weeknights also, a different girl each party. School was just so, restrained. Draco had to toe the line so to speak. Had to stay out of too much trouble. The itch to do something, anything, made the teen want to smash something, cause a little misery. Where was Potter when you needed him? Or Granger. She was always fun to torment. A wistful sigh blew from his mouth.

The library was a good place to run into some unsuspecting girl. Draco rarely ventured to the library. Who needed it when you had the memory that he had? He consistently received high marks, in many classes Outstanding. It didn't really matter to him that he wasn't the best student in his year. He could live with being in the top two or three. It was his father who wanted his son to be the best at everything. What mattered more to Draco was the fun extracurricular activities.

As Draco entered the library he was disappointed not to see anyone around. Not even giving the librarian a glance, Draco strode forward and disappeared into the book stacks. "A quick pass and then I will have to search elsewhere for some entertainment," he mused sadly.

Coming around the final stack of books near the back of the library, Draco let a wide grin cross his face. Sitting at a desk, pouring over some text was Lisa Turpin. And she was all alone. The night was beginning to look up.

Creeping up behind her quietly, Draco looked over her shoulder and read a few lines of the book she had opened in front of her. He rolled his eyes at the dry subject that was history. He placed his hands on the back of Lisa's chair and spun her around quickly. A small shriek escaped her lips at the sudden movement and her breath hitched in her throat when she recognized her assailant.

"Well, well, well," Draco said silkily. "Why are you all alone, Miss Turpin? Would you care for some company?"

Lisa looked at the teen warily. "Actually, I'm okay. I was just finishing up and then I was going to go to bed."

With a wide grin, Draco countered, "Yours or mine?"

"Um, I think I'll be going alone," Lisa replied hesitantly.

Draco put on an expression of indignation. "You wound me. I was under the impression that you didn't enjoy sleeping alone."

"What?" Lisa exclaimed. "Where would you hear something like that?"

"Theodore Nott of course. Far be it for me to say, but I think it crass to talk about a tryst so openly. It could give the wrong impression."

Lisa looked down at her hands. "He talked about me?"

"Oh he goes on about how good a shag you are. But then again, he talks about all the girls he's shagged like that. You should hear what he says about Cho Chang." The grin on his face grew wider at the look of revulsion and pain that swept over Lisa's face. Obviously a sore point. "And of course the others…"

"There have been others?"

Draco laughed inwardly. For a Ravenclaw, Lisa Turpin seemed to be very naïve. "Well, I don't feel it my place to say." Draco lowered his face until they were looking into each other's eyes. Her eyes were glassy with pooling tears, but they were very pretty. Putting his hand on her shoulder, he slipped closer, until their noses were almost touching. "Poor dear," he murmured. "This must be upsetting for you. And I'm sure you must be very angry that people would talk about you behind your back, as it were. My advice to you is to stand up for yourself."

Lisa blinked back the confusion that was raging in her heart. How could Theodore talk about her like that? It didn't sound like him at all. She looked into the cold grey eyes of Draco Malfoy. "Stand up for myself how?" she asked.

Draco stood up and ran his fingers over his chin. He pretended to think for a minute before he smiled widely. Raising a finger in the air to drive his point, he exclaimed, "by showing everyone that you aren't just at his beck and call. Choose another lover."

Lisa closed her eyes at the realization of what the teen in front of her was saying. "You mean, sleep with you."

Draco put on a show of mild surprise. "Well, I hadn't thought of that, but it could work I suppose. I accept your offer."

Lisa batted his hand away at his gesture of chivalry. "There is no offer, Malfoy. I'm not going to sleep with you."

"Pity," Draco lamented with a small pout. "And here I was under the impression you were open for business. Why I was just talking to Theodore and he hinted that he was willing to share."

"You're lying!"

Draco laughed. "Oh come now. We Slytherins don't hold strongly to monogamy. There is only so much pleasure one can get from another before things go stale. Why, earlier this evening, Theodore was engaged in some questionable tomfoolery with Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson. I happened by and we had a nice little chat before Parkinson and I went off to have our own little party." The shocked look in Lisa's eyes brought a gleam to Draco's. "So you see, my dear, for us Slytherins, a girl like Parkinson, or Chang, or even you, is just to be used for a momentary bit of pleasure."

Lisa felt her heart lurch. What if what Draco said was true? Theodore Nott wasn't the most tender or sensitive boy. He treated her horribly sometimes. He did have sex with Cho Chang. Maybe there were others, others that weren't foolish enough to boast about it around the breakfast table. He was awfully close to Blaise and Daphne after all. A single tear slid down her cheek, followed by another. Lisa looked up into the sympathetic face of Draco Malfoy.

Seeing Lisa cry brought a vicious smile to Draco's face. She was beginning to crack. As the Ravenclaw looked up at him, Draco plastered on a consoling expression and put his hand on her shoulder. "It's alright Lisa," Draco soothed as he pulled her close. "It's better to find out sooner rather than later, don't you think. I can see you had feelings for Theodore, but rest assured, they were misplaced." Draco tilted Lisa's chin and looked down into her eyes. "It hurts, I know, but the best way to get over this kind of hurt is revenge. Trust me, once he knows that you have forgotten him by wrapping your legs around someone else, he will be furious. And most contrite."

Lisa nodded mutely. She wasn't sure if she believed all what Draco said, but he made a certain amount of sense. Draco held her gaze with his laughing grey eyes. Lisa could see the fire within, the lust. It was directed at her. It was empowering. It felt good to know that she was desirable. She frowned slightly. Theodore looked at her like that. He looked at her like that all the time, even when he raged and lashed out.

Draco bent forward as he held Lisa's gaze. He could see her wavering resolve. It burned him that he might lose this battle. It was time to take it a step further. His lips swept over hers and sucked lightly. Draco was quite surprised how soft and delicious her lips felt. Lisa Turpin didn't strike Draco as a vixen. Her lips could change a man's heart though. He deepened the kiss and slid his tongue into her mouth and explored her hot mouth. Lisa moaned.

"No!" she cried. "I… I can't do this."

"Stupid cow," Draco exclaimed. "Haven't I made myself clear? Nott doesn't want you. He is only using you for recreation. His father will undoubtedly chose his bride for him and you will not be on that short list."

Lisa pulled away from Draco throwing her hands up in front of her. "Stay back. Malfoy. Theodore will pick whomever he wants and if that isn't me, so be it, but I won't be tricked into sex with the likes of you."

Draco backhanded Lisa, the slap of his hand ringing off her cheek. She sprawled across the table and fell to the floor. "The likes of me?" he whispered hoarsely. "The likes of me? How dare you girl! You would have enjoyed yourself, but now, it seems I'm the only one who will enjoy this evening."

He grabbed her ponytail and pushed her back against the table. Stepping between her legs, Draco yanked her head back and with his free hand, tore open her blouse. Lisa sobbed as the blonde teen ripped her bra from her. She felt so helpless. Taking a large gulp of air, Lisa opened her mouth to call for help, to scream, but Draco's large hand covered her lips and muffled her cry. He pushed her back over the table still covering her mouth with his hand and drew his wand out of his pocket with his other hand. Lisa opened her eyes in terror at the sight of the thin piece of wood. As Draco flicked the wand in the air, Lisa closed her eyes tight, too scared to see what would happen.

"Get off my girlfriend!" Theodore's voice exclaimed. Lisa opened her eyes to see Theodore grab a handful of Draco's hair and yank him away from her.

"Not the hair! Not the hair!" Draco cursed as he was flung against a bookshelf. It teetered and a few books fell with loud thuds to the floor. He winced as his back hit the wood but righted himself quickly. He brandished his wand in front of him ready to let loose his magic.

Theodore pulled his wand from his pocket and faced Draco with eyes filled with rage. They sized each other up as they circled, looking for a weakness from the other, looking for an opening. Lisa clutched her blouse closed and sank backward into a corner, trying to become as small as possible.

"I warned you, Malfoy," Theodore sneered. "I told you to stay away from her but you didn't listen."

The smirk Draco sent Theodore's way infuriated him. "I thought you meant one of your other play things, Nott."

"What's this? What's this?" Madam Pince exclaimed as she rounded the bookcases. "What's all this ruckus?" She gasped when she saw the two students circling each other with their wands drawn.

Draco straightened instantly and jammed his wand into his pocket. "Madam Pince, so nice to see you," he gushed. "And looking as radiant as ever, I might add." Theodore looked on in shock as the librarian blushed. "Mister Nott and I were just practicing our form. You know, our Defence Against the Dark Arts professor is giving it to us this year."

Madam Pince clucked her tongue disapprovingly. "That he certainly is. My word, hexing you poor students in the halls. What is Hogwarts coming to when you children can't walk the corridors without a teacher popping out of nowhere and turning you into some foul bird or other."

Draco smiled widely. "Ah, he's just doing his best to prepare us for times ahead. I'm sure he has our best interests at heart. As do you."

Again Madam Pince blushed, her pinched face turning a sickly shade of pink. "Of course," she said sweetly, like molasses. "You children are the lifeblood of this school. Without you," Madam Pince looked behind her nervously, "You-know-who would have sucked the fight out of so many wizards already. Just think of poor Harry Potter. What a wonderful thing his mother…"

"Yes," Draco answered curtly, a trace of ice to his words. "Poor Potter." He turned to Theodore and gave a slight nod. "Nott, I look forward to our next…chat. Madam, goodnight."

"Goodnight dear," the librarian cooed. She turned to Theodore and her eyes narrowed. She spied the books on the floor and pointed a finger in their direction. "You, Mister Nott, please replace those books you knocked over before you go, and I suggest you go soon. It is unbecoming for a young man to be out so late."

Theodore shook his head in wonder. Draco certainly had a gift for shucking trouble. He picked up the fallen books as Madam Pince walked away. Once returned to their proper homes, Theodore turned to look for Lisa. When he saw her huddled in the corner, shivering and looking deathly pale, he rushed to her side. He scowled when the girl shied away from him, but he closed his eyes and took a moment to think what she had just gone through.

"Turpin?" Theodore coaxed softly. "Come here, luv."

Lisa fixed her shaky gaze onto his eyes, soft and inviting. Her face was tear streaked and she was trembling. Theodore reached out for her and she put her small hand in his, allowing him to pull her into his embrace.

"Theodore," Lisa whispered in a far away voice. "Theodore, he said…"

"Shhhh," Theodore said soothingly into her hair as he stroked his fingers through the tendrils. "Not to worry. He's gone."

"Theodore!" Lisa snapped, drawing away. He looked at her in shock as she got to her feet. When Theodore reached out for her again, she shrugged him off warily.

"What the Hell is the matter with you?" he asked angrily. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her to a chair and shoved her down. Pulling another chair over, Theodore sat down and looked her over. She was clutching her shirt closed, some buttons missing. A deep scowl crossed his features at the sight. Lisa cowered back into the chair even more.

Lisa looked into his furious eyes. It frightened her how quickly Theodore got angry. He lashed out at the drop of a wand. Even as she tried to escape the fury inside the teen, the gleam in his eyes made her melt. It was the look of lust, of desire that simmered just beneath the surface. That is why she always came back to him. His passion, his fire was intoxicating.

"Theodore," Lisa said, looking squarely into the boy's eyes, "We need to get one thing straight."

Sitting back in his chair, Theodore crossed his arms over his chest and arched a brow. "And what might that be, Turpin?"

"I don't share."

"What don’t you share?"

"You. I don't share you. I don't want you to shag any more girls. No more! Okay?" She hated herself for the quiet question at the end. It was going so well up to that point. Theodore's gaze was hard to take. She hated the fact that she couldn't discern his mood unless he was angry. Right now, he sat across from her with an inscrutable expression.

With a great amount of willpower, Theodore stopped the smile that threatened to consume his face. Where did this girl come up with these notions? He shrugged nonchalantly. "Fine."

"Pardon?" Lisa said in surprise. She didn't expect total acceptance right away. She didn't know what she expected. More raging perhaps.

Theodore leaned forward and took her hands in his. His long fingers stroked the back of her hands and sent a bolt of electricity through her veins. "Let's go before Pince returns. She would have a fit if she saw your top torn like that. More than likely I would be blamed for molesting you."

"But you didn't!"

Theodore snorted. "You think that matters?" He grabbed her hand and led her from the library. Thankfully, Madam Pince was not at her desk and they slipped out without undue attention. They walked through the castle in silence, staying to the shadows, knowing that was useless if they ran into anyone.

Lisa's heart raced as Theodore led her to the West Tower. His hand felt warm and strong in hers and she enjoyed the touch. He stopped on the landing by the bust of Cliodne again and pulled her into the tiny tearoom. Candles were lit and gave the room an ethereal quality about it.

"Did you know there were Dodo birds in that nest out there?" Theodore asked as he pulled Lisa into his arms. She shook her head gazing out the high window at the wiry nest.

"Aren't Dodo birds extinct?"

"Apparently not. Professor Weasley said there were two in there. I don't see how they could get in there since Dodo's can't fly."

"Magic," Lisa said with a small smile.

Theodore laughed. "Good guess."

Lisa pulled away from her boyfriend. "Theodore," she said hesitantly. She wasn't sure if she should disrupt the good mood that he was in, but she needed to talk. "How many other girls have you been with this term?"

Theodore frowned, shaking his head in confusion. "Haven't we gone over this before? Is every little crisis going to bring you back to the fact that I shagged Chang? I'm not apologizing for that. Like I said, it could have been you if you hadn't spurned me like you did."

"Yes, yes, I know. I hurt your poor feelings," Lisa snapped back. "But that doesn't absolve you of the fact that you slept with her while you were seeing me. You fucked Chang to hurt me, along with Merlin only knows who else."

"What are you talking about?" Theodore shouted. "For your information Turpin, I haven't shagged anyone else. And the only person I want to shag, the only person I've wanted to shag for a long time now, is you."

Lisa looked at him with confusion. She was about to open her mouth to question him further, but Theodore interrupted her train of thought as he swept over to her and crushed his lips to hers. His arms wrapped around her tiny waist and pulled her close, her body sliding along his. He moaned into her mouth and sucked at her lips. Lisa parted her lips for his probing tongue and she murmured her pleasure into him. Her hands slid into his hair and she clutched him tightly.

"Merlin," Theodore breathed. "You are so hot, Turpin." His lips grazed her neck as he pulled her top away from her shoulders. Lisa desperately flung her top away and reached over to begin unbuttoning Theodore's. Once his shirt was open, Lisa slipped her hands into the opening and caressed his chest. Her nails raked over his skin making him shudder under her touch. Lisa smiled and began to kiss down his neck, nipping lightly at his skin.

Theodore growled as he pushed Lisa away. She looked up at him in confusion, but as he hurriedly began to unbuckle his pants a lustful smile washed over her face and radiated out from her eyes. Not waiting to watch his movements, Lisa desperately threw her bra off and then let her skirt drop to the floor. She blushed when she noticed Theodore staring at her, watching her strip. Lisa put her hands on her hips and, cocking her hip to the side, and pouted mockingly. "What are you staring at?"

Theodore tore his gaze from the front of her blue knickers where the growing dampness stained the garment. He locked eyes with her and smiled lustfully. "At the most gorgeous witch at Hogwarts."

Lisa's face lit up. "Do you mean it, Teddy?"

Theodore stepped close and ran the back of his fingers along her side. His knuckles tickled her belly before she gasped at the touch along her breasts. He kissed her mouth lightly. He kissed her neck tenderly. He sucked one nipple, then the other into his mouth and rolled his tongue around the hard little pebbles. "You are all I think about. You make me angry and happy and sad all at the same time. When you're around, all I want to do is hold you, kiss you." His lips descended down to hers and sucked desperately. His hands slid down her back and over her ass, squeezing. Lisa mewed at the touch, pushing her body closer to his.

Theodore swept the china that was on the table to the floor, smashing it to pieces. Lisa laughed, thinking back to the first time they were in the room. Her thoughts were cut off as Theodore lifted her onto the cold tabletop and climbed up after her. He nestled himself between her legs pressing his silk covered cock against her cotton covered pussy. The two lovers rubbed against each other, moaning and sighing at the feel of each other's bodies.

"Teddy," Lisa panted. "I need you."

Smiling in building desire, Theodore jumped from the table and ripped off his boxers. Quickly, before Lisa could even react, Theodore tore her knickers from her thighs and ran his tongue over her wet cunt. He sucked in her sweet juice making her arch her back and cry out in pleasure. He was too far gone to explore her body properly, but with the way Lisa was keening, Theodore doubted she wanted a slow build anyway. He kissed up her body sucking at her smooth skin as he moved along her form. Lisa splayed her fingers through his sandy hair and tried to force him up to her mouth.

"Teddy," Lisa moaned. "Now!"

With a hungry gleam in his eyes, Theodore moved over top the girl. Her eyes sparkled up at him and with a wanton smile, she beckoned him to take her. With a throaty shout, Theodore sank into her hot wet body. Every nerve, every tingling sensation coalesced in their joining and shot bolts of sheer bliss through the young couple. Lisa cried out, her voice a song in the still of the room. Theodore gasped and buried his lips in the crook of her shoulder, kissing and biting her skin. They moved together urgently, desperately, living their entire lives in this one moment. The world opened up to them, all the colours and sounds crashing over their senses.

Theodore felt his orgasm coming fast. He bit his lip to try to stem the flow of pleasure but it was too late. "Oh fuck! I'm coming. I'm coming, Turpin!" His body convulsed on top of her and he drove in deeper as he felt his seed shoot from his body and into hers. He shuddered and shook as he emptied himself.

The fire of his cum pushed Lisa to the brink of insanity. She arched her back, pushing her body against Theodore's even more and clenched herself around his spurting cock, milking him, getting every last drop from his body. The heat and fullness of his seed coated her pussy and the electricity of the explosion wracked her body and she felt a small quake in her belly. "Oh Teddy! Yes baby. Yes!"

Her thighs squeezed him and he winced in pain even as he moved his hips with hers. He watched her face as she came and marvelled at the beauty and radiance. Bending down, Theodore kissed her forcibly, his lips drawing hers into a dance. When they finally broke from the kiss, Theodore slumped, exhausted over her.

"I love you, Teddy," Lisa whispered as she stroked his hair. She was shocked by her voice, the words just tumbling out before she could stop them.

As Theodore rose up to look at her, he saw the panic in her face. He smiled warmly and kissed her lightly. She smiled then and pulled him down for another kiss. Rolling off her, Theodore pulled Lisa close to his side and caressed her back. He opened his mouth to speak but as he glanced at the girl in his arms he saw that she had fallen asleep. He smiled at the look of peace on her face and laid back. He gave her ass a little slap and closed his eyes at the small whimper that she made at his slap. He felt her cuddle more into his embrace before all thought disappeared and sleep claimed him too.


To Be Continued....

Author's Note: well that is it for the first part of the 'new and improved' story. be on the lookout for part two, TBOTBN II: Outside Influences coming soon. it may take a bit longer as there may be more rewrites within the 14 or 15 chapters that will comprise the next installment instead of just the bit of revising and cleaning up i did on this first part. hope you all enjoyed the story.

of the few who reviewed this story in its new format, i thank you. it means so much to me that there are people out there that have enjoyed this story so much.

Juri - i haven't 'seen' you for a long time. i'm very pleased to know you are still out there reading. i'm glad i was able to curb your freaking out and just know that i won't just give up on a story. i started posting and i mean to finish. things just get in the way of that being done in a timely fashion. by doing this rewrite and splitting of my story, i'm giving myself an out though. the smaller installments will be less daunting to write, and once finished i won't feel so guilty if by chance i fall off the radar again. but i'll try not to do that.

Kacy - thanks for the review. i love it.

viz - thanks for the vote of confidence. it will be disappointing to lose all the reviews that had accumulated with the longer version of the story, but it has to be done. it's great to know that you have read, and are reading again, this story. thanks for your support.

LucKyo - you've read this story a million times? wow. that's a lot. but don't let me stop you from reading it again. i'm touched and honoured by your words of praise. it's heartening to know that you enjoy my writing. it's people like you that inspire me to write more. if it was only me who was enjoying my story, i might not have the motivation to continue. thank you so much.

anon - thanks for the review and i'm glad you like the focus on the slytherins and think i write really well. as for your comments that my anal sex scene (which is the only one in this story that happened) is unrealistic, i have to say that this is a story. a fantasy. so in this fantasy of mine, i don't want to hurt lisa that much, so she doesn't suffer any lingering effects of engaging in anal sex with theodore. suspend your disbelief for a moment and imagine that perhaps theodore had actually used his wand to perform some magical lubrication spell before giving it to her. perhaps he did hit her prostrate while inside her. just remember that it is a fantasy and not real. hopefully that is the only part of the story that you found hard to swallow. too bad it was right at the very beginning.