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Curiosity Killed the Cat
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I do not own any characters except Fallon... the rest belong to JKR (tear)
The raven haired beauty had left curiosity in her wake. No one knew who she was, or why she was here but it was one everyone\'s mind to find out. The schools curiosity spiked when Dumbledore had run out onto the field after seeing the girl fall. Than it had jumped even higher when he had reached the girl and splurged out a string of curses that would make the most vile sailor blush. Who was this girl who caused Dumbeldore to lose control?
No one even knew where she was, she wasn\'t in the hospital wing, and she wasn\'t in the dormitories or Dumbledore’s office, she just seemed to have disappeared...
Harry was even getting more attention than usual. The guys wanted to know how she felt, was she skinny or fat, big boobs or small. The girls had a more romantic outlook they asked what she was wearing and how her hair was styled. Harry curtly answered all the questions, each time reliving when she looked into his eyes, and than when she saw his scar. Needless to say the constant haunting of her eyes was something Harry could do without, even Malfoy began to pick up of his dream like state.
“Whose the lucky lady Potter, well I guess she would have to be quite unlucky if she’s caught your attention.” Malfoy sneered during potions.
“Back off Malfoy, your just jealous because you only have Pansy.” Harry smirked as he saw Malfoy glare at him and than glance at Pansy with a scowl.
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Ugh that wench can be annoying with her beady demanding eyes Draco thought tiredly. Even Potter has someone now, but I wonder who. The ‘golden’ boy doesn’t have a girlfriend or maybe he’s decided to take Weaselette up on her offer to fuck him brainless. That would be amusing, Potter and the weaselette.
Damn Pansy, does she even realize I have eyes and I can see her staring at me like a piece of meat. Just because I gave her a good fuck last night doesn\'t mean I like her. But Draco still smirked at the thought of last night, it was a very good fuck. Of course it wasn’t Pansy that Draco had been thinking about...
“Dracooo come to bed baby.” Pansy purred seductively as she watched the blond beauty pace throughout his room. Just seeing him agitated made her blood boil and her crave for him to pace up and down and up and down her body. Damn floors get all the fun.
“NO! I’m thinking.” Draco shouted earning a loud bang on the wall from the other room.
“MALFOY SHUT UP!” screamed the room’s occupant and head girl Hermione.
“MIND your own fucking business mudblood!” yelled Draco right back. But his heart wasn’t into quarreling with the other head tonight. No, tonight the raven haired goddess was the only thing on his mind.
Pansy was quickly becoming aroused by seeing her blond object of affection annoyed and thinking. He looks so sexy when he thinks, or when he’s annoyed, or when he eats, drinks, walks, talks. That boy is a sex god, my sex god, Pansy thought. But if he doesn\'t come over here soon Im going to cum by just looking at his ass as he paces.
Hmmmm, I want to get fucked and I want it now. Quickly forming a plan in her head, Pansy thought back to the lessons her older sister gave her. Those lessons had proved useful to get Pansy money and to get her tiger into bed, and he was a tiger.
Draco watched Pansy through the corner of his eye, she was lightly panting and he wanted to know why. But every time he looked at her full on all he saw was her blond hair replaced with raven locks and her skin becoming whiter. Pansy’s only aspect that didn’t change was her eyes because he didn\'t see the beauty’s eyes.
Pansy began to slowly slink down the big black bed her red teddy sliding with her. Her tiger was still pacing and not looking straight at her. Perfect. She slowly stood up and let out a small moan to get Draco’s slight attention, when he glanced at her she seductively knelt on the bed bringing her to his height. Using her acting skills she first smiled and acted like she was about to say something about going and than oh so perfectly slipped on the black silk sheets, right into her tigers arms. I got him...
Draco stared at the girl in his arms, for a minute she looked like Pansy. Pansy who drew him back on the bed and Pansy who began the kiss. But the moment he closed his eyes she became the beauty.
Draco imagined it was her pale arms that he caressed as he nipped down her collarbone and across her silky teddy. It was her that he pulled closer as his hands traveled lightly down her body. It was her that started to ravish his neck and lick his ear causing a shiver to run through his body. Draco only saw her, nothing else.
My My My, I never knew my tiger had this in him. Pansy thought as she moaned because Draco was lightly touching her elbows. Who knew that elbows could bring such pleasure. Deciding to play along with her tiger she harshly bit Draco’s delectable ear earning a growl from her tiger.
As soon as the girl bit into his ear he flipped her over hard and fast. He felt small hands quickly rushing to release his throbbing erection. Once it was free he didn’t even have time to touch the girl before his dick was jammed up into her. Draco gasped as the tight opening stretched to let him enter her. Smiling at her boldness he thrust into her hard and withdrew sharply again and again. Meanwhile for pay back about jamming him into her he began to torture the girls breasts.
FUCK draco, Pansy moaned sharply as Draco began to eagerly suck on her breasts. He started to get a rhythm going between thrusting and sucking. Draco had always been a good fuck but this was unbelievable.
Still smiling Draco snapped out of the flashback and realized that the other seventh years were milling out of the classroom. Shaking out of the memory Draco followed after.
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~*~*~*~At Dinner~*~*~*~
“SHUSH!” shouted a girl from the ravenclaws, as Professor Dumbledore entered the Great Hall. “Well total silence is a nice perk, maybe I should leave for four days again.” Dumbledore whispered harshly. At the continued silence he started to chuckle in a lighthearted way with a twinkle in his bright blue eyes. “Haven’t any of my students heard the phrase curiosity killed the cat?”
“But satisfaction brought it back, right professor?” said a smooth musical voice from the back of the room.
As the color drained from Dumbledore’s face the entire school stared at the girl that was single handily making Dumbledore crumble. “Good question Fallon, but I thought I told you to stay put.”
“I got bored... A girl can do what she wants to do and that\'s
What I\'m gonna do!”* The girl sung at Dumbledore taking the tone of the Donnas. As she approached the high table she cockily swung her hips, making all the guys behind her watch with eager eyes. She locked her big stormy eyes with Dumbeledore’s blue ones and said “What now, mastermind?”
“Now you will be sorted. Oh and Fallon, play nice.”
“yeah well the extreme always seems to make an impression**, so where do ya want me?”
“Fallon, stop and come here. Sit on this stool and put on the hat it will sort you into one of the four houses.”
“And if I don’t want to be sorted.” she said in a condescending voice
“Fallon.” That one word spoke volumes of what would happen if the girl Fallon disobeyed Dumbledore in front of the entire school.
“Fine.” She said through gritted teeth and a glare. “Bring on your hat.”
As Professor Dumbledore set the Sorting Hat down on the stool, the raven haired beauty approached the center making every step count. She flashed a radiant smile that both mocked and seduced the other students. And than she put the hat on her head, not to come out for a very long time.
After 30 minutes of waiting with no answer Dumbledore walked over tiredly and asked “Have you decided?”
“I don’t know.”
“What do you mean you don’t know,” asked Dumbledore concerned now.
“She doesn’t fit, she’s perfect for all of them, well she wouldnt fit that well in Hufflepuff now, but thats mainly because she changed on account of the...\" The Sorting Hat quickly went silent and appeared to be flighting a losing battle with the girl beneath him. \"Anyway, she’s not helping me pick either...” rushed the Sorting Hat now quite confused.
“Sorry pops guess I’ll have to go back won’t I?” Fallon said stepping out from the hat with a victorious smirk.
As soon as he saw her smile Dumbledore’s brain went into overdrive trying to think of possible solutions to his predicament. “I got it, sorry Fallon your not escaping that easily.” Dumbledore laughed as he saw the downcast expression she put on her face.
“Well than what shall we do with me Professor?” Fallon asked as she stepped into Dumbledore’s personal space daring him with the fire in her eyes.
“You’ll live with the Head Boy and the Head Girl, you will attend half your classes with the Head Girl, so I suggest you be nice to her. Hermione please come up here.”
At the headmaster’s request Hermione untangled herself from Ron’s arms after almost falling asleep because it took so long. On her way up she contemplated how horrible it was going to be. This girl Fallon had no regard for the rules and she blatantly disrespected a man that she viewed as a Hero.
“Hermione you will escort Miss umm... Fallon to the spare bedroom in the Head’s wing. Help her adjust she’s had a hard few months.” Dumbledore stated softly but firmly.
“OK Fallon, right?” At the girls nod she began leading her out of the Great Hall, as she walked she thought of how she was stuck with someone she didn\'t even know. “Hey Fallon,” she called as the girl reached the door far ahead of her. “What’s your name anyway?”
“Oh my FULL NAME?” She enunciated the last two words so the entire hall would hear. The Brown eyed girl turned and locked eyes with Hermione. “MY name is Fallon Eleyn Dumbledore.” and as she said her last name she turned and strode out of the hall before a single word was mumbled, leaving a shocked Hermione following in her wake.
* - lyrics from the song Bad Reputation
**- quote from the motion picture the heathers (awesome movie)
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The raven haired beauty had left curiosity in her wake. No one knew who she was, or why she was here but it was one everyone\'s mind to find out. The schools curiosity spiked when Dumbledore had run out onto the field after seeing the girl fall. Than it had jumped even higher when he had reached the girl and splurged out a string of curses that would make the most vile sailor blush. Who was this girl who caused Dumbeldore to lose control?
No one even knew where she was, she wasn\'t in the hospital wing, and she wasn\'t in the dormitories or Dumbledore’s office, she just seemed to have disappeared...
Harry was even getting more attention than usual. The guys wanted to know how she felt, was she skinny or fat, big boobs or small. The girls had a more romantic outlook they asked what she was wearing and how her hair was styled. Harry curtly answered all the questions, each time reliving when she looked into his eyes, and than when she saw his scar. Needless to say the constant haunting of her eyes was something Harry could do without, even Malfoy began to pick up of his dream like state.
“Whose the lucky lady Potter, well I guess she would have to be quite unlucky if she’s caught your attention.” Malfoy sneered during potions.
“Back off Malfoy, your just jealous because you only have Pansy.” Harry smirked as he saw Malfoy glare at him and than glance at Pansy with a scowl.
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Ugh that wench can be annoying with her beady demanding eyes Draco thought tiredly. Even Potter has someone now, but I wonder who. The ‘golden’ boy doesn’t have a girlfriend or maybe he’s decided to take Weaselette up on her offer to fuck him brainless. That would be amusing, Potter and the weaselette.
Damn Pansy, does she even realize I have eyes and I can see her staring at me like a piece of meat. Just because I gave her a good fuck last night doesn\'t mean I like her. But Draco still smirked at the thought of last night, it was a very good fuck. Of course it wasn’t Pansy that Draco had been thinking about...
“Dracooo come to bed baby.” Pansy purred seductively as she watched the blond beauty pace throughout his room. Just seeing him agitated made her blood boil and her crave for him to pace up and down and up and down her body. Damn floors get all the fun.
“NO! I’m thinking.” Draco shouted earning a loud bang on the wall from the other room.
“MALFOY SHUT UP!” screamed the room’s occupant and head girl Hermione.
“MIND your own fucking business mudblood!” yelled Draco right back. But his heart wasn’t into quarreling with the other head tonight. No, tonight the raven haired goddess was the only thing on his mind.
Pansy was quickly becoming aroused by seeing her blond object of affection annoyed and thinking. He looks so sexy when he thinks, or when he’s annoyed, or when he eats, drinks, walks, talks. That boy is a sex god, my sex god, Pansy thought. But if he doesn\'t come over here soon Im going to cum by just looking at his ass as he paces.
Hmmmm, I want to get fucked and I want it now. Quickly forming a plan in her head, Pansy thought back to the lessons her older sister gave her. Those lessons had proved useful to get Pansy money and to get her tiger into bed, and he was a tiger.
Draco watched Pansy through the corner of his eye, she was lightly panting and he wanted to know why. But every time he looked at her full on all he saw was her blond hair replaced with raven locks and her skin becoming whiter. Pansy’s only aspect that didn’t change was her eyes because he didn\'t see the beauty’s eyes.
Pansy began to slowly slink down the big black bed her red teddy sliding with her. Her tiger was still pacing and not looking straight at her. Perfect. She slowly stood up and let out a small moan to get Draco’s slight attention, when he glanced at her she seductively knelt on the bed bringing her to his height. Using her acting skills she first smiled and acted like she was about to say something about going and than oh so perfectly slipped on the black silk sheets, right into her tigers arms. I got him...
Draco stared at the girl in his arms, for a minute she looked like Pansy. Pansy who drew him back on the bed and Pansy who began the kiss. But the moment he closed his eyes she became the beauty.
Draco imagined it was her pale arms that he caressed as he nipped down her collarbone and across her silky teddy. It was her that he pulled closer as his hands traveled lightly down her body. It was her that started to ravish his neck and lick his ear causing a shiver to run through his body. Draco only saw her, nothing else.
My My My, I never knew my tiger had this in him. Pansy thought as she moaned because Draco was lightly touching her elbows. Who knew that elbows could bring such pleasure. Deciding to play along with her tiger she harshly bit Draco’s delectable ear earning a growl from her tiger.
As soon as the girl bit into his ear he flipped her over hard and fast. He felt small hands quickly rushing to release his throbbing erection. Once it was free he didn’t even have time to touch the girl before his dick was jammed up into her. Draco gasped as the tight opening stretched to let him enter her. Smiling at her boldness he thrust into her hard and withdrew sharply again and again. Meanwhile for pay back about jamming him into her he began to torture the girls breasts.
FUCK draco, Pansy moaned sharply as Draco began to eagerly suck on her breasts. He started to get a rhythm going between thrusting and sucking. Draco had always been a good fuck but this was unbelievable.
Still smiling Draco snapped out of the flashback and realized that the other seventh years were milling out of the classroom. Shaking out of the memory Draco followed after.
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~*~*~*~At Dinner~*~*~*~
“SHUSH!” shouted a girl from the ravenclaws, as Professor Dumbledore entered the Great Hall. “Well total silence is a nice perk, maybe I should leave for four days again.” Dumbledore whispered harshly. At the continued silence he started to chuckle in a lighthearted way with a twinkle in his bright blue eyes. “Haven’t any of my students heard the phrase curiosity killed the cat?”
“But satisfaction brought it back, right professor?” said a smooth musical voice from the back of the room.
As the color drained from Dumbledore’s face the entire school stared at the girl that was single handily making Dumbledore crumble. “Good question Fallon, but I thought I told you to stay put.”
“I got bored... A girl can do what she wants to do and that\'s
What I\'m gonna do!”* The girl sung at Dumbledore taking the tone of the Donnas. As she approached the high table she cockily swung her hips, making all the guys behind her watch with eager eyes. She locked her big stormy eyes with Dumbeledore’s blue ones and said “What now, mastermind?”
“Now you will be sorted. Oh and Fallon, play nice.”
“yeah well the extreme always seems to make an impression**, so where do ya want me?”
“Fallon, stop and come here. Sit on this stool and put on the hat it will sort you into one of the four houses.”
“And if I don’t want to be sorted.” she said in a condescending voice
“Fallon.” That one word spoke volumes of what would happen if the girl Fallon disobeyed Dumbledore in front of the entire school.
“Fine.” She said through gritted teeth and a glare. “Bring on your hat.”
As Professor Dumbledore set the Sorting Hat down on the stool, the raven haired beauty approached the center making every step count. She flashed a radiant smile that both mocked and seduced the other students. And than she put the hat on her head, not to come out for a very long time.
After 30 minutes of waiting with no answer Dumbledore walked over tiredly and asked “Have you decided?”
“I don’t know.”
“What do you mean you don’t know,” asked Dumbledore concerned now.
“She doesn’t fit, she’s perfect for all of them, well she wouldnt fit that well in Hufflepuff now, but thats mainly because she changed on account of the...\" The Sorting Hat quickly went silent and appeared to be flighting a losing battle with the girl beneath him. \"Anyway, she’s not helping me pick either...” rushed the Sorting Hat now quite confused.
“Sorry pops guess I’ll have to go back won’t I?” Fallon said stepping out from the hat with a victorious smirk.
As soon as he saw her smile Dumbledore’s brain went into overdrive trying to think of possible solutions to his predicament. “I got it, sorry Fallon your not escaping that easily.” Dumbledore laughed as he saw the downcast expression she put on her face.
“Well than what shall we do with me Professor?” Fallon asked as she stepped into Dumbledore’s personal space daring him with the fire in her eyes.
“You’ll live with the Head Boy and the Head Girl, you will attend half your classes with the Head Girl, so I suggest you be nice to her. Hermione please come up here.”
At the headmaster’s request Hermione untangled herself from Ron’s arms after almost falling asleep because it took so long. On her way up she contemplated how horrible it was going to be. This girl Fallon had no regard for the rules and she blatantly disrespected a man that she viewed as a Hero.
“Hermione you will escort Miss umm... Fallon to the spare bedroom in the Head’s wing. Help her adjust she’s had a hard few months.” Dumbledore stated softly but firmly.
“OK Fallon, right?” At the girls nod she began leading her out of the Great Hall, as she walked she thought of how she was stuck with someone she didn\'t even know. “Hey Fallon,” she called as the girl reached the door far ahead of her. “What’s your name anyway?”
“Oh my FULL NAME?” She enunciated the last two words so the entire hall would hear. The Brown eyed girl turned and locked eyes with Hermione. “MY name is Fallon Eleyn Dumbledore.” and as she said her last name she turned and strode out of the hall before a single word was mumbled, leaving a shocked Hermione following in her wake.
* - lyrics from the song Bad Reputation
**- quote from the motion picture the heathers (awesome movie)
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