Pranksters In Love

Thank you all so much for the nice reviews. They are very much appreciated. I have fixed the errors, thank you for pointing them out to me. I don't have a beta and I really appreciate it when you point out my mistakes. A couple of your have asked about Katie and Draco. Read further and let me know what you think...I am truly evil at time. And...no cliffhanger this time, lol!


Draco was absolutely livid. He couldn’t believe that he would be saddled with a vicious witch like Katie Bell. She made his Aunt Bella look nice! Turning him into a ferret in the middle of Diagon Alley for that Mudblood to have to save! That was just beyond embarrassing. Now Draco owed the Mudblood a Wizard Life Debt. He briefly wondered if that Mudblood Granger would even realize it and then as quickly discarded the idea. Of course that insufferable know-it-all would know it! If he weren’t so afraid of loosing his money he would knock of his rotten fiancé who put him in this rotten position.

His father had found it entertaining when he had heard what Katie had done. He told Draco to be grateful that he was marrying a witch with spirit instead of a spineless coward like his mother had been. Draco had to admit, his mother had been afraid of her own shadow. He supposed his father and all of his death-eater friends had probably had something to do with that.

Draco decided that he was sick of sitting around home being pissed off. He decided to change his robes and head out to a new Wizard club that had just opened. Maybe he would find some cute witch to spend the night with and forget about all of his problems. Smiling, Draco headed for the shower.


Katie sat at a table drinking her fifth rum and coke when she saw her future father-in-law walk in. She was shocked to say the least. She hadn’t thought that Lucius Malfoy would ever come into a place like this. Wild Wizard’s was a new place that had just opened up and she had thought that it catered to the younger crowds. She wondered if she should try to duck out the back door before he saw her.

Lucius immediately saw his soon to be daughter-in-law the second he walked into the door. She was hard to miss with her flamboyant clothing and her dark complexion. She stood out in a place where most people wore ordinary robes. Muggle attire was a strange sight in a magical setting. He saw her look at him and quickly look away. She was nervous with his presence. He smiled to himself and thought that was a good thing. He decided to go up to her a play with her a little.

“Well hello, my dear,” he said bowing to her. “May I join you?” Sitting down he didn’t wait for an answer. “Lovely evening isn’t it Miss Bell?”

Katie picked up her drink and slurped the remainder down through her straw. She didn’t think that there would be enough alcohol in this place to make Lucius Malfoy human. “Hello, Mr. Malfoy,” she said.

“Oh please, call me Lucius. After all we shall be related soon. In fact, you could even call me, Father if you would rather,” he said with a smirk.

“I think that I will stick to Lucius, thank you.” Call that insufferable git father? Had he fallen off his broomstick to many times or what?

“You look lovely tonight. Are you here alone?” he asked already knowing that she was.

“I thought that I would come and drown my sorrows in alcohol. I thought if I drank most of a bottle of this Muggle Rum, I could forget that I have to spend the rest of my life with the spoiled, conceited, rotten git that you call son,” she said waiting for him to blow.

Lucius raised an amused eyebrow at the clearly intoxicated witch. He thought that the alcohol might have loosened her tongue a bit too much, but he couldn’t disagree with anything that she had just said. “He does have his fathers good looks though,” he said with a smile.

Katie laughed at this. “And the Malfoy arrogance, I see.”

Lucius dramatically put his hand to his heart. “Why Miss Bell, I am stunned! Are you saying that I am arrogant?”

She giggled in spite of herself. “Buy me another drink, and I will tell you what I really think,” she slurred.

Lucius signaled the waitress for another round and smiled at his intoxicated tablemate. “What do you really think?” he asked.

“That all Malfoy men are incredibly hot, but you are such conceited arses, that the looks don’t make up for it.”

Lucius laughed out loud. The little witch was going out of her way to insult him and his son and he was amused in spite of himself. She really was quite attractive when she smiled. “You know, us Malfoy men have other assets to make up for our arrogance,” he told her with a suggestive grin.

“Your money does not compensate for it either, Lucius,” she said after picking up her new drink and bringing it to her lips.

Reaching across the table he picked up her hand and brought it to his lips. “Oh but my dear, I was talking about something else.” He ran his tongue up the inside of her wrist.

Katie gulped and felt a hot rush of desire shoot straight up her body. Lucius Malfoy was trying to hit on her! And what was worse, she liked it! “Do you know what you are doing, Lucius?” she whispered to him standing up.

“On the contrary, Miss Bell, I know exactly what I am doing,” he said pulling her into his lap.

“Lucius,” she whispered before his lips claimed hers.


Draco had just sat on a stool at the bar and brought his beer to his lips when he saw what he thought was his father with a girl on his lap. He was all the way across the room and couldn’t be sure, but he was pretty sure it was his father. The man had the distinctive Malfoy white hair. He walked closer and realized it was his father lip locked with a girl who he was sure was his fiancé. “This fucking day can’t get any worse, can it?” he asked himself.

He debated walking up and confronting the two of them and then decided against it. He really could care less. He had no feelings for the little slut and if his father was stupid enough to peruse her, all the power to him. He briefly wondered if he should be jealous and then decided against it. Why bother, he would get back at the disgusting witch when the time was right. He finished his beer and left the club. He figured he would go pick up a prostitute from Diagon Alley for the night. Might as well get used to sluts since that was what he was going to marry.


“Shall we take this somewhere a little more private, my dear?” Lucius asked the young woman who was licking down the side of his neck while grinding herself on his crotch.

“Yes, lets.”

Lucius smiled. He was looking forward to showing this witch what a real Malfoy man could do. He didn’t once think of his son or the fact that this was his future bride.


Hermione smiled at her new husband. She couldn’t believe that they were now married. Everything happened so quickly. Last week she was completely oblivious to the fact that she would soon be marrying and now all of the sudden she was the wife of one of her best friends. “This is kind of weird, isn’t it?” she asked him.

“It was a bit fast,” he said kissing her gently.

“What do we do now?” she asked. They hadn’t had a chance to talk about anything yet.

George smiled. He knew what he wanted to do. “I think that we should go back to my apartment. Fred is staying at his new house now, so we can be alone there. I don’t want Mum walking in on us again. I have only been staying here because Fred and I have everything boxed up for the move. He was going to repaint the flat and I was going to move to a cottage that I rented in Hogsmeade. I don’t move into it until next week. I thought that it would be better to be closer to the new store.”

Hermione was relieved that they wouldn’t be living here anymore. She figured it would be a long while before she could face Molly Weasley without turning beet red again. “I like that idea. Would you like to help me pack?” she asked.

“I would do anything for you, Hermione, but I don’t think it is a good idea for me to go with you into a bedroom right now. If my mother walks in on us again I fear for her heart and our lives.”

Hermione laughed. “I’ll be right down,” she said.

“So you’re a married man now. I guess that leaves me and Percy as the only unmarried ones in the family.” Ron said to his older brother.

“You and Luna will be married soon.”

“Maybe,” he said wondering about that. Luna was very strange and he wasn’t sure what to make out of their conversation today besides the fact that he got a surprisingly good blowjob from it.

“I thought that you spent the day with her? Didn’t you get anything worked out?”

Ron turned red. He got something worked out all right, just not what his brother was thinking.

George smiled at his brother when he realized what Ron had spent the day doing. “All right, little bro, you’re the man!” he said slapping him on the back. “Anybody walk in on you?”

Ron laughed. He had heard from Harry about earlier and the whole house had heard what happened this evening. “Nope, you’re the only idiot to get caught.”

George punched his little brother playfully in the arm. “When you have someone as beautiful as Hermione around you, you forget all else,” he said.

“Oh gross, George, save it for Mione. I don’t need to hear that!”

Laughing George told his brother, “ We are going to go back to my flat tonight. I think it might be best that way. Poor Mum has had enough of seeing Mione and I naked for one day.”

“I have had enough seeing you two naked for the rest of your lives!” she said walking into the living room with a tray of tea and cookies. “Its good that you are taking her to your flat. The two of your need your privacy.” Molly was secretly relieved to hear they were going. She needed some space to forget the vivid images of the day.

“Don’t worry, we’ll be back,” George said giving her a hug. “I am sorry about today, Mum. I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

Molly smiled at her son. She knew that he was sincere. “I know that George. It just might take me a while to forget. I am glad that your marriage is going to work out for you. I know how much you have always loved Hermione.”

“I have waited for this day for so long,” he said to her.

“I know you have, son. She will make you a good wife, and if I don’t miss my guess, you two will be parents before you know it!” she said laughing as her son’s cheeks turned red.

“Mum! I am still here!” Ron complained.

“Oh Ron, don’t be a baby. Do you think I don’t know what you did today? Coming home with your hair mussed up and your trousers unzipped. Honestly Ronald, do you think that I’m and idiot?” she said slapping her son’s head as she walked out of the room.

George roared with laughter. The sanctimonious little git was just thoroughly put in his place. He had to hand it to his mother; she didn’t let any of them get too big for their britches!

Hermione walked in as George was roaring with laughter. “What did I miss?” she asked with a smile.

Ron turned even redder, mumbled something and left the room. “What’s with Ron?” Hermione asked, wondering what was going on.

“Mum,” he said still chuckling. “Are you reading to go now, Mrs. Weasley?”

Hermione smiled at her new name. “That is Mrs. Granger-Weasley to you, Mr. Weasley.”

George smiled at his bride. “You think so, do you?”

“I had always planned on keeping my name,” she said.

“I guess this is something we should have talked about before the wedding. Perhaps if you could have kept your hands to your self, we could have talked at some point,” he teased her.

“George!”
“Very well, Mrs. Granger-Weasley, shall we go home?”
“Yes,” she whispered anticipating what would soon to come.