The Slytherin Princess

I awoke to no hangover as usual. For some reason, I never got them. I may feel nauseous for an hour or two after waking but that was about it.
I stretched and yawned before even thinking about getting out of bed. I turned over and looked at my clock. It was one in the afternoon. I was surprised that my mother didn’t come and wake me up.
Misty was perched on my bed post, asleep. I decided to grab my robe I had thrown on the floor and wrap it around myself. I didn’t bother to tie it. Walking over to Misty, I pet her and asked her if she was hungry. She hooted at me and I went over to a box that was sitting on my desk. I picked out a handful of some special diet owl food I took from my father’s stash. I don’t know why he cared so much for his owl. I was waiting for it to drop dead any second.
I put the handful of food in a bowl in Misty’s cage. She immediately went after it. Smiling, I walked into the bathroom and washed my hands and then my teeth. I thought about taking a shower but decided to go downstairs and eat first.
Closing my robe with my hands, I peeked outside my door and listened for voices or movement. I heard nothing so let the robe fall open and walked downstairs for some food.
I found some cereal and decided that was fine for breakfast. It was unfortunately some healthy shit my mother bought from the store. It tasted alright, though.
As I finished cleaning up after having my second bowl, I heard a knock at the front door. My house elf, Ayano, came running from the laundry room to answer the door. I opened the refrigerator and bent down to get a drink from the very bottom shelf. As I closed the door I saw Ian standing there.
“Nice,” He announced, approving of my attire. I looked down and closed my robe, tying it tightly.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, groggily.
“You wanted to talk to me, right?”
“I didn’t mean now.” I uttered. He snickered and sat down.
I poured my drink and walked out of the kitchen and started up the stairs. Ian followed close behind.
“Stop looking up my robe.” I groaned, stopping and making him walk in front of me. He smiled and continued up the stairs. He stopped at my bedroom door and I opened it. I opened the curtains to my balcony and found it was pouring rain. I opened the doors and let the cool wind brush against my face. My hair floated behind me. I smiled and felt relaxed as lightning flashed and thunder boomed. Nature was beautiful to me.
“You like the rain?” I heard Ian say from directly behind me. I nodded. His arms snaked around me and he held me. We both stared out at my backyard as the rain began to pound the ground harder. “I like it, too. It’s beautiful.” He then added, “Just like you.”
I smiled and turned around to look up at him. His chocolate eyes gazing down lovingly at me.
“Why do you like me?” I asked, curious. Ian brushed a stray hair from my face.
“I’ve known you all my life. We’ve laughed so many times together. We’ve shared many memories. How could I not?”
The memories flooded my head. I remembered daring him and Draco to kiss me and ran when they attempted. I remembered swimming in the lake with them and splashing them. I remembered pillow fights. I remembered swinging on the swings at the park and seeing who could jump the farthest out of them.
Now we were all about to graduate from school. They had created a little love triangle. I wanted to stay friends. I wasn’t ready to settle down. What would happen if I fell in love with someone else?
“Draco told me he loved me last night, Ian.” I informed him. His eyes showed sadness. “I don’t know what to do. My two best friends are in love with me.”
“You don’t have to pick. You do whatever your heart tells you, Analyn.”
“I don’t want anyone hurt.” I whispered, close to tears.
“Sometimes, its inevitable. You do what you have to do. You do what you want to do.”
“But I don’t know what I want, Ian!”
“Then follow your heart.” He smiled at me. “Now, I’m going to go have lunch with your brother. I’ll come back later tonight to help you in any way you need it.”
We sat there for a second, staring at each other.
“I love you, Analyn. Draco loves you. But you think about who you love. Time will heal all wounds.” He said, and then walked out.
Ayano came in a few minutes after Ian left with a hamper.
“Mistress Analyn?” I turned my attention towards the elf. “If you have any dirty clothes, I can take them at this time.” I tossed a pile of dirty clothes in the hamper and ushered her out so I could take a shower and get dressed.
After my long, warm shower, I walked into my closet and started browsing for something to wear. I wanted to look a little sexy and feminine today. I picked out an all black corset that was tight around me and pushed up my boobs, making them look rather large and showing quite a bit of cleavage. There was a fake zipper down the middle of the front and fake buttons on either side of the zipper. The straps went around my neck in a halter style. I then picked out a very short plaid skirt. It had a thin belt and a small set of chains around said belt. I opted not to wear any stockings or fishnets. I found a pair of black high heels that were open toed. It was pretty plain.
As I finished dressing, I went into the bathroom to do my make up and hair. I put on a thick line of black eyeliner and a matching shade of red on my eye lids. I finished my make up by putting a light coat of clear lip gloss on. I put my hair up in a high pony tail. I added deodorant and some perfume. Everything looked perfect.
I went to my balcony and began to close it but saw an owl flying towards me. I moved out of the way as Draco’s owl landed on my bed post. I removed the letter from its leg and it took off.
Analyn,
I’m apparating into your room in five minutes. I have to talk to you about something of grave importance. Be ready.
Draco
I put the letter in my desk and made my bed as I waited.
There was a loud pop. I turned around to see Draco standing there. He was with his father and my parents. I showed a look of confusion. He looked very serious.
“What’s going on?” I asked, still confused. Lucius Malfoy held out his hand. My father took it and my mother took my father’s hand. Lucius then touched Draco’s shoulder and Draco reached for my hand. I hesitated, but took it.
I landed in the Malfoy’s basement. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I realized I was standing in front of Voldemort. My eyes went wide. I, of course, have met Voldemort before. I was not scared of him. At this very moment though, I was debating whether or not the above statement was still true or false.
“Good evening, Miss Crow.” He hissed.
“What’s going on?” I ordered.
Draco’s father and mother were standing behind him and my parents and Daegan were behind me.
I then realized what was going on. I knew that my parents were Death Eaters. I didn’t really care. I didn’t think I was going to be one though. At least not today.
“Hold out your left arm, Analyn.” Voldemort demanded.
I obeyed, fearing I would die if I did not.
This felt unreal. I felt like I was dreaming.
I looked down and saw that the infamous, dark tattoo had appeared on my arm. I now needed to learn a cover up spell, or start wearing long sleeves.
“That’s a good girl.” Lord Voldemort whispered to me once he finished. He moved over to Draco as my mother put her hand on my shoulder.
Draco had the same tattoo in seconds. His father was smiling with satisfaction.
“Where are the sparrows?” Voldemort asked.
Oh, no. I looked over at Draco. He was watching Ian.
Ian and his parents emerged from the darkness. Voldemort gave Ian the tattoo.
“Now, go!” Lord Voldemort shouted. “You will be called in a couple days for your assignments!”
I apparated to my room. Soon after landing safely on my bed, Ian and Draco apparated into my room.
“What the FUCK, Draco!” He winced as I screamed. “Who decided to induct us?” Draco looked down at his feet.
“My father.” He whispered in response.
“Well, you can tell him that--”
“You can’t get out, Analyn.” Ian interrupted. “None of us can.”
“Do you think I’m stupid, Ian?” There was silence. “Well? Do you?”
“No,” He responded quietly.
“Now can I finish what I was saying?” I continued to scream after he nodded. “Tell your FUCKING father that he’s lucky I don’t shove his GOD DAMN wand up his FUCKING ASS!”
“Don’t talk about my father like that, Analyn.” Draco warned.
“Excuse me?” I walked up to Draco.
“I said,” He repeated. “Don’t talk about my father like that.”
“Ian, can you come back later?” I asked with a false smile. He nodded and apparated somewhere else.
“I can talk about your father whenever I want.” I crossed my arms across my chest.
“No, you can’t.”
“I just did, didn’t I?” I smirked.
“Shut up, Analyn.” He rolled his eyes. “I’m in this, too. You’re not alone.”
“I understand that, Draco, but this is our freewill your father is messing with. I don’t appreciate that. What if I didn’t want to be a fucking Death Eater? Does your fucking father care about that??” I screamed.
The next thing I knew, I was on the bed under Draco.
“I said shut up, Analyn!” He growled in my face. “Maybe I wanted this? Maybe I wanted to follow the Dark Lord with you at my side?”
“Yeah? Maybe I wanted to graduate Hogwarts without any stress! That didn’t get into your THICK head, did it?” I screamed.
He grabbed my wrists and placed them above my head.
“Now you listen to me,” He began.
“No!” I spat in his face.
“You fucking bitch!” He yelled. I got a smack in the face. After the shock left, I slammed my head into his as hard as I could. He called out in pain and I winced. There looked to be no blood so that was good. But my head now hurt like hell.
He got up and looked in the mirror. I ran over and attacked him. We both fell to the floor with a loud boom! Good thing there was a sound proof charm on my entire room.
I mounted him and smacked him hard in the face. He started trying to pick me up but I tightened my legs around him and pressed my hands hard on his shoulders.
“No.” I simply said. “You will never hit me.” He could probably see the evil and anger in my eyes.
“Then don’t talk about my father!” He screamed.
“Then he shouldn’t mess with my free will!” I returned the scream.
We continued to wrestle on the floor. Pulling hair and smacking each other.
Suddenly, there was a loud pop! Draco was still on the bottom. He had a fistful of my hair. I had a fist full of his and my other fist was getting ready to collide with his face. We froze in that position as we looked up to see Lucius and Voldemort smirking down at us.
“Something wrong?” Lucius smiled.
“Get off of each other children. Save your anger for the assignment you’re soon to receive.” Voldemort ordered, still smirking.
Draco pulled my hair one last time and I threw in the hard punch. He cried out in pain.
I got off him and walked into my bathroom and slammed the door. Before I walked over to the sink, I locked the door.
Looking in the mirror, I saw that the only damage done was that my make up and hair was a mess. Easy fix.
“But you should’ve heard the things she said about you!” Draco cried out. I rolled my eyes and continued to fix myself up.
I heard my bathroom door unlock and in waltzed Voldemort.
“So, child,” He started.
“Don’t call me that.” I growled.
“I wouldn’t talk to your Lord like that.” He countered.
“You’re like an Uncle to me. I’m surprised I haven’t begun calling you, ‘Tom.’”
“I would prefer you didn’t.” He responded, leaning against the counter.
“I would prefer I wasn’t in the position I am in now. All I want is to be the greatest witch in the world.” He smiled at that remark. “My father is also making sure that dream comes true. I know many spells, charms, hexes. You name it!”
“I know, Analyn. I watched you grow up.” He answered.
“Then how come I have to be under such stress while attending my last year at Hogwarts?” I pouted.
“I’ll think about that,” Voldemort said, looking at the ground.
“But, Father!” Draco whined.
I sighed and rolled my eyes.
“Why is he such a fucking baby?” I muttered under my breath. Voldemort laughed and walked out of the bathroom.
I brushed my hair out and redid my ponytail. I then decided to walk out. Lucius and Voldemort where gone and Draco was pouting on my bed.
I smirked at him.
“I win.” I simply said.
He had crossed the room and pushed me up against the wall in seconds. All my breath left me.
“Let’s see who wins now,” He smiled and nuzzled into my neck.
My eyes went wide as he bit into me. I moaned involuntarily. I felt him smirk.
I moved my hand to his groin and groped him. He inhaled and pushed himself into my hand. That’s when I smirked. We were at war.
I pushed him onto the bed and crawled seductively up to his mouth. I saw his penis head poking out of the top of his pants. So maybe he wasn’t lying when he bragged about being large in the pants.
I kissed him lightly and made my back go into cat-back position. His hand traced my back and ran over my ass. He rested it there and squeezed every so often.
I kissed him a little harder. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and began exploring every inch of my mouth. I relaxed and laid my body on his. Draco lifted his groin as if trying to enter me.
His hands found the bottom of my corset. He attempted to pull it up like a shirt but failed.
Smiling, I looked into his now red eyes.
“I win, again.” I whispered, running my hand through his hair. He only nodded and tried to kiss me. I pulled away and tried to get up. His hands went to my ass and forced me to stay on top of him. “Oh, you want more?” I teased, grinding against his pelvis. He nodded and I could have sworn I heard a moan escape his lips. I sat up and took his hands, guiding them slowly up my torso to come to rest on my breasts. He lifted his pelvis again.
“I think you’re getting a little carried away!” I laughed.
“Shut up,” He said, his voice cracking.
I raised an eyebrow and smirked. Then, I quickly jumped off of him and ran to the bathroom door. I looked back and smiled.
“I win,” I taunted.
“Come back,” Draco pleaded.
“Nah, I think I’m going to take a shower instead.” I answered, running into the bathroom. I shut the door and turned on the water. It didn’t matter what temperature because I wasn’t actually getting in. I wanted to see if he’d come in the bathroom.
Seconds later, Draco came bursting into the door. He locked it as he closed it.
“What are you doing?” I asked, putting my hands on my hips and shifting my weight to one leg.
He didn’t say anything, just stood there.
I shrugged and walked over to the towel shelf. I decided to be a tease and bent down to get the towels on the very bottom shelf. Keep in mind I’m wearing a mini skirt.
When I stood up and turned around, Draco’s lips crashed onto mine and his hand went right up my skirt. He hit my clit and I immediately got wet. He had apparently seen the real zipper on the back of my corset because he unzipped it. My boobs were out and were now being caressed.
His tongue entered my mouth. He moved one hand away from my breasts and began to take off my thong. He got it off pretty quickly.
I tried to close my legs but he was fast. He had already begun fingering me. I guess this is what I get for being a tease.
I moaned. There was no holding it in. I began to pump back, urging him to finger me harder. He did. I opened my eyes and realized he had stopped kissing me and was watching my breasts bounce up and down. I couldn’t look away from his eyes. They were so dazed.
He then stopped and picked me up. Draco placed me on the counter and spread my legs wide again. He then got down on his knees and placed his head in between my legs. He began to lick and suck.
I couldn’t stop moaning. I grabbed the end of my skirt and pulled it up so he could get to me easier. I wanted him to. I didn’t want it to stop. Ever. It felt way too damn good.
I continued to moan and began to hold the back of his head, wanting him deeper. His tongue began to move faster. Then he stuck one finger in and began to lick and pump. I came almost immediately and he drank it all up.
I sat there, breathing heavily on the edge of the counter. He looked up at me, eyes still red and dazed. He began kissing my neck.
“I want to.” He whispered. I didn’t know what to say. I honestly wanted to have sex. I really did. Would that make me a whore though? How would Ian feel if he found out? What if no one knew. Could Draco Malfoy keep something like that a secret?
“Can we?” He pleaded.
“On one condition.” He stared at me, begging for me to hurry up and talk. “We keep it a secret. If anyone finds out, I’ll never speak to you again. I’m not telling anyone.” He nodded and began fingering me again. I guess to make me shut up. I did, but only because it felt good.
He unzipped the zipper on the side of my skirt to reveal me, fully naked. I tugged at his shirt and he immediately pulled it off. He was very built. It didn’t look like he had much fat, only muscle. I could believe that, too. He’s very strong.
Draco ripped off his pants and boxers and I thought it’d be fun to tease him a bit more. I grabbed a hold of his penis and began to move my hand up and down. Slowly at first, then a bit faster. He tensed up for a second, inhaling deeply. Then he began to pump back into my hand.
I spread my legs for him and he immediately placed himself inside of me. The pleasure that followed was insane. He was very big and I was very tight. It hurt a little at first but that was only because I hadn’t had sex in a long time.
He pumped fast and hard and I pumped back. We created a rhythm of heat and pleasure.
He lasted a long time. I didn’t know I could come that much. There were places he touched I didn’t even know existed. He was really good and I didn’t want it to end. After awhile though, it did.
Draco collapsed onto the bathroom floor. I sat there, and watched him catch his breath. He was very nice to look at, I’ll admit that.
I got up and got into the shower, which was still running. It was actually still warm.
I washed my face, then hair. As I lathered up the soap for my body, Draco joined me. He didn’t wash himself though, just rinsed off. He claimed he didn’t want to smell like a girl.
I exited the shower and got Draco and myself our own towels.
“You don’t know how long I’ve waited for that.” He admitted. I smiled and got dressed. He did the same.
We walked out into my bedroom and I cleaned up a little bit more. Draco sat on my bed and watched.
“Why don’t you let Ayano do that?” He asked, curiously.
“My mom says it gives me something to do.” I shrugged. “I’ve done it my whole life.”
There was a loud pop. Ian appeared in my room.
“Are you two alright now?” He sheepishly asked. I nodded.
“We’re cool.” Draco said. Then added, “But I’m going to go home. I’m hungry and my mother is probably making lunch.” Draco said goodbye to us and then apparated home. Ian and I sat in awkward silence for awhile after Draco had left.
“So…” He started. “What happened?”
“We fought.” I simply responded, braiding my hair.
“Like, fist fighting?” His eyes were wide.
I nodded.
“I totally won.” I smiled.
Ian smiled, too.
I continued to braid my hair and then pull it out and start over.
“Are you still mad?” Ian asked.
“No,” I informed him, shaking my head. “I talked to Voldemort. He’ll probably help me out.”
“How are you on such great terms with him?” He asked.
“I’ve known him my whole life. I mean, hell, he probably babysat me!” I joked.
“Wow,” Ian said. “I think I’m slightly jealous.”
I laughed.
“So I haven’t hung out with you alone in a long time. What do you want to do?” I asked, finally leaving my hair alone.
He shrugged. It was so awkward sitting here across from him, holding in a huge secret. I wondered what would happen if he found out. What if Draco got big headed and tried to appear bigger than Ian and told him what he and I did?
Maybe I could play with both their heads by having sex with both of them and making them keep it a secret. That’s whorish though. However, it would be entertaining. Abigail is a whore. Everyone still loves her. Ava Lee is on her way to becoming one. They’re both beautiful. My cousin, Willow, isn’t a whore. I think she’s still a virgin. I could be wrong. I haven’t seen her all summer.
Speaking of family, I wondered who was coming to see me on my birthday. It was tomorrow. I was turning 18. I was the youngest out of our little clique. That sucked, but whatever.
“Do you want to talk?” Ian said, interrupting my thoughts.
“Uh, sure. What do you want to talk about?” I asked. He shrugged.
“There’s not much to talk about.” He sighed.
“What do muggle teenagers do when they get bored?” I asked, trying start something to see his reactions.
“They have sex according to my father.” He answered.
“How does your father know?” I laughed.
“Someone at work told him. So he won’t shut up about it now. He tells me not to do it and if I’m bored, find something productive to do.” He smiled at me.
“He thinks you’re going to have sex with me or something?” I asked, rearranging myself. I was now laying on my side.
Ian nodded and laughed again. We both smiled at each other.
“We need to find something productive to do, Analyn.” He mocked.
“Why do people think sex is so bad? I mean, we have spells we can do so we don’t get pregnant or get a disease.” I wondered aloud.
“We can’t even perform those spells right now.”
“Technically, you and Draco can. You’re both of age, right?” I countered.
“That’s true.” He said, thinking.
I realized I was probably trying to convince him to have sex. Abigail would be proud of me right now, leading two guys on. I thought it was a little cruel. Unless, of course, I intended on going through with it. They both were in love with me, though. It was rude to have sex with just one of them, right? Would having sex with Ian make it okay? I doubted it. I was so confused.
I knew if I told Ian what Draco and I did, he’d become enraged. If I had sex with him and then told Draco, he’d be enraged. I didn’t know what to do.
Ian got off the couch and sat down on the bed next to me.
“What are you thinking about, Ian?” I asked.
“What do you think?” He said just above a whisper. He leaned in and kissed me on the forehead.
“Did I lead you on?” I whispered. He shook his head.
“Just looking into your eyes can make me want to hold you, kiss you, and never let you go.”
“How are you so nice? You’re a Death Eater, you’re in Slytherin, and you’re a rich pureblooded wizard.”
“I’m actually a lot like Draco. Except when I’m around you.” He said.
“Why are you different around me?”
“I don’t know, I just am.”
“I have a question.” I asked, moving to lay on my back.
“What’s that?” He placed an arm around me.
“Do you like being a Death Eater?” I searched his eyes. “Be honest.”
He was silent for a minute.
“Yes.” He answered.
I nodded.
“Do you?” He asked.
“I mean, I don’t mind it. Really, I don’t. I knew I’d become one sooner or later. Its just I’m trying to do schoolwork.” I admitted.
He nodded.
There was silence. We stared at each other for awhile. I turned my head away, feeling awkward. He turned my head back and kissed me on the lips. It was soft and gentle. I gave him a soft peck back. He gave another one. I returned it. He kissed me a bit longer and I kissed back. Then, our tongues met. My arms went around him to deepen the kiss.
My whole body went numb and I felt hot.
A few minutes went by and he pulled away.
“Do you want to stop?” He asked me.
“Only if you do.” I responded.
“You know I don’t,” He smiled and we continued kissing.
After awhile of making out, he picked me up(we were still kissing, so that earned him some major cool points for multitasking) and we moved to the top of the bed.
He was obsessed with kissing me. It seemed like he didn’t want to stop. I was getting bored with it so I put my hand under his shirt and started feeling around. He didn’t have many muscles, but he had a flat stomach. That was pretty hot, too. I removed my hand and made my way to his biceps. That seemed to be where his muscles went.
Ian pulled away from the kiss.
“Like what you’re feeling?” He asked, smiling.
I nodded and smiled as well.
He started kissing my neck. It felt good, but not enough to moan. Until he bit my hot spot that I didn’t even know existed. I moaned quite loudly.
I moved my hand to his groin. I started running my hand where his penis was. I discovered that he was already hard. Skillfully unbuttoning his pants, I slipped my hand in. I started rubbing him slowly. He continued to kiss my neck and bite my spot.
“Do you want to fuck me?” I whispered into his ear. He started making me rub him faster and nodded. “How bad?”
“R-real bad.” He said into my neck. He then unzipped my corset and took it off. He stopped kissing my neck and began kissing my breasts. He focused his mouth on my left nipple and used his fingers to play with my right one.
“Ian,” I moaned. “Get in me. Please.” I begged. He put his hand up my skirt and moved my thong aside. He slipped a finger in and began pounding it in and out. I came almost immediately. “More,” I pleaded. He continued.
After a few minutes, he asked, “Do you want me in you?” I nodded.
He pushed his pants and boxers down to his knees. He was surprisingly about the same size as Draco was.
I raised my legs and he pulled my thong to my knees. Just as he was about to enter, there was a knock at the door.
“God damn it!” I growled. I pulled my clothes back where they belonged and Ian ran into the bathroom. I answered the door to find my mom standing there.
“Dinner will be ready in two minutes. Be there.” She ordered and walked off.
I slammed my door, locked it and ran into the bathroom. Ian was jacking off.
“Let me help,” I said, shutting the door and getting down on my knees. I began sucking him. He moaned very loud and held the back of my head. I took him all in. It seemed like he didn’t want me to stop. He kept forcing my head up and down. I began to suck faster and a bit harder. He reached to grab my breast and succeeded. I held his hand there as he squeezed. I decided to unzip my corset. I threw it near the door. He started playing with my nipples again. I moaned.
“I want to fuck you, Analyn.” He moaned. I unzipped my skirt and pulled off my thong. I stopped sucking him and laid back on the floor, spreading my legs for him. He immediately climbed on top of me and entered me really hard and fast.
He was better. He was actually better. He was faster, he pumped harder, and he French kissed me while we had sex. He even lasted longer.
He collapsed on top of me after we both came. I ran my fingers through his hair and he caught his breath.
“God damn, Analyn,” He breathed.
“What?” I asked, a little worried. Ian looked up at me.
“I never thought you’d be that good.” He said.
I laughed.
“Come on,” I smiled. “I’ve got to go to dinner.”
“Aw, that means I have to go.”
He got up and pulled up his pants. I got dressed.
Before we left the bathroom, I turned to him.
“We have to keep this a secret, ok?” I pressed. He pouted. “I don’t want anyone hurt.” He sighed and nodded.
“I’ll see you tomorrow then.” He said, giving me a kiss on the lips. I smiled.
“Alright,” I hugged him. “Bye, Ian.” I added seductively. He smirked then apparated.
I went down to dinner. Afterwards, I’d take a shower and go to bed. Awaiting tomorrow anxiously.