In the land of Gods and Monsters

It was the last summer of his career as a ‘student’.  Naturally, he was doing what any self-respecting man would do, and that was to get so shit-faced, so incredibly fucked up, that the night couldn’t possible be declared a success until he broke at least half a dozen laws. 

Why?

Why indeed.

Because it was fun.  It was invigorating.

And most importantly, why the fuck not?

The party was at a stranger’s house, the kind where you were invited by a friend-of a friend or, in Draco Malfoy’s case, you simply crashed.  Because being a Malfoy didn’t just open doors, in his case there were  no limits.  It was a heady and intoxicating thing.

After joining with several Slytherins, he took a number of drugs guaranteed to give him an adrenaline rush powerful enough to stop an old man’s heart in addition to providing a powerful high.  He felt invincible, he felt ecstatic, and the world had never looked so beautiful. 

The music was so loud that it could be heard from outside.  The house was enormous, but new, lacking the traditional austerity of his own ancestral home.  But that didn’t matter.  Girls were running around topless, people were hanging out the windows, and it was only one in the morning.

‘Come with me!’ A pretty blond cried, grinning from ear to ear.

She had a heart painted over one eye and glitter covered her cheeks.  She had green eyes he saw.  Pretty green eyes.  They looked like they were glowing.  And the glitter—it looked like little stars twinkling on her face.  For a moment he was entranced and touched her face—but not before she jerked him inside the house.

The music was some kind of loud electro/house mix, and there were lights flickering everywhere.  She leaned forward and kissed him, and he responded immediately.

‘You wanna dance?!’ She screamed, jumping up and down.  Malfoy would gladly dance, if only to see her tits bounce up and down.

He began to jump up and down, and they grinned at each other like two people in their own world.  She was a stranger, and yet they had connected here, in this crazy place of colorful lights and glitter—how could he not like her?

Everything was moving so fast.  His mind was spinning, his heart racing.  He had never been this happy.  This was what he wanted, this was all he wanted.  He never wanted it to stop. 

It didn’t matter that he was returning to Hogwarts with a group of kids who hated with him—you didn’t try to kill the headmaster and find yourself coming out on top—but then they were the ‘lost year’.

‘Where are we?!’ the girl screamed, laughing, ‘Oh my god, this is awesome!’

Draco caught her by the waist and forced his mouth onto hers.  She didn’t object.  And he wouldn’t have stopped even if she had.

Stumbling through the crowd, their clothes disappearing, he found he was just like the dozens of other denizens—not only almost naked—but about to fuck someone.

He kept fumbling for his cock but it kept slipping out of his hand.  Giving up, he could only lean against the wall and laugh.

His new friend surprise him by dropping to her knees.  And then she took his dick into her mouth.  He sighed. This was wonderful.  So fucking wonderful.

He never wanted to wake up.  He never wanted it to end.