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Bring Me Draco
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Ginny
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
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2,270
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2
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Memory Lane and Missions
Ginny and Amy walked for hours, saying nothing. Ginny thoughts were of Draco, she didn’t realize that Harry knew she still loved Draco. It must have broken Harry’s heart; Draco had broken hers by staying with Voldemort, and not being with her to fight beside Harry.
Amy thought about how much she loved Harry. She wanted so much to make love to her master. Then she would think about how sad Harry had looked while telling Ron about giving Ginny back to Draco, just to have Draco by his side. A question came to mind, and she said, “Ginny, I really want Harry, how do you really feel about him?”
After long hours of silence, Ginny looked at Amy; she was confused for a moment. “I love him, but not like I love Draco. If we can get Draco to join Harry, I will relinquish my engagement to Harry, and he will be yours.”
“Then we will go back to Draco in a couple of days, because I cannot wait too much longer. You may not see the man Harry is, but I do. I may have been bought for him, as a tiger, but I have grown to love him, and I think I would make him very happy.”
“I see the man he is, but he is not the man for me. Sure I felt for him, when I was a girl, but I fell in love with Draco when I became a woman.”
~O~
Harry walked along the forest that surrounded his home; he couldn’t wait to hear what had happened, if Amy was able to find Ginny. He was worried about the both of them; he knew they could take care of themselves. It was a cruel world for anyone caught out without protection. Voldemort had Death Eaters everywhere, and Mistress Padfoot had her slaves out there as well.
Harry stopped in front of a plot of tiger lilies he had planted in memory of Albus, and to remind himself of the father figure that had given him his beloved Amy.
He couldn’t deny he was in love with his Tigress. He didn’t know how she felt, but he did know that she would die for him, and he for her.
Harry started to walk away, but when he heard twigs snapping, he knew someone was coming out of the forest.
~O~
Mistress Padfoot sat beside Blaise while he slept. She wanted to be there when he woke up. He looked so young and innocent. She couldn’t believe anyone would attack someone so beautiful. She was going to get even with Ginny. Ginny may be Draco’s true love, and he may be Lucius’ son, but no matter how much she wanted Draco by her side, he was going to suffer too.
Before coming down to see Blaise, Mistress Padfoot had gone to see Lucius, but he was nowhere to be found. After searching most of the castle, she finally found him in the garden. He loved to tend to the exotic plants while he thought things through. He clipped at dying limbs, or at dead leaves. Most of the time he thought of his Narcissa. Voldemort had killed her in cold blood, although Lucius had been his most trusted servant. This treacherous act was the reason Lucius had left Voldemort and joined Mistress Padfoot.
Lucius moved onto watering some flowers. He knew Draco thought it was Lucius who had killed his mother, but Voldemort had his son brainwashed. Lucius would do anything to get his son out of there. As it was, he didn‘t even care if Harry Potter got a hold of him.
Lucius stepped over to the grape vines; he picked some for his Mistress. He looked up and saw his beautiful Mistress looking at him, she was smiling at him. He was in love, again, but she didn‘t know it.
“Lucius you look so lonely, can I do anything to cheer you up?”
His mistress, so young and beautiful. She had to be 25 years younger then he, but she would do anything for him, she would do anything for her men, but he was the only one she would go to great lengths to do ‘anything’ for.
She walked over to him wearing a royal blue silk gown. It draped down to her slippered feet. The sleeves flared out at the wrists, and the neckline dipped to a square cut, showing just enough cleavage to remind Lucius that she just might be too young for him. Gods, he felt like a pervert.
As Mistress Padfoot traced her fingers over Blaise’s beautiful sleeping face, she remembered the kiss Lucius had given her. The kiss was hungry, and as orgasmic as it could be without actually making love. He left her wanting more, but she had to go tend to Blaise. Lucius stepped back, and lifted his Mistress’ hand to his lips, “Later tonight, will you meet me in this garden? I want to make love to you under the stars.”
Mistress touched Blaise’s lips; she remembered kissing those full, hot, Italian lips for the first time. He was a shy boy, just out of Hogwarts. He was no virgin, but he didn’t know how to be around a woman. He was used to teenage girls.
His tongue could set her on fire, but now thanks to Potter’s little whore, Blaise no longer had his tongue.
She didn’t want to sit beside Blaise and get angry, so Mistress Padfoot left to send a message to a friend. She was going to get rid of Ginny Weasley.
~O~
Voldemort had Draco and Nyx seated at a conference-like table. Draco liked to call it the ‘table of death’.
“I have a mission for you two. It will require you to be gone for long months at a time.”
The two young men looked at each other, and remained silent.
“Draco, I want you to go ahead and go to Potter. I hear he’s offered you a fine prize.”
“He has, but I’m engaged to Aure.”
“She will understand. Now Nyx, I want you to infiltrate Mistress Padfoot’s camp. I want to take them down soon.”
“Yes father. I’m sure it won’t be a problem.”
Walking out of the room, Draco looked at Nyx. “I know you are already part of her special group of men, so how are you keeping it a secret?”
“How do you know?”
“Blaise told me, before that red fox ripped his tongue out.”
“Ah yes. I also know your secret.”
Draco lifted a brow, and motioned for Nyx to continue. “See, I know that the woman Potter is offering is your true love, and I also know that she is the red fox. I won’t tell my sister, but you have to promise to keep my secret.”
“Deal. Your sister can be a bitch.”
“I know. I like you too much to see you dead.”
The two men walked their separate ways to prep for their mission. Draco couldn’t wait to see Ginny again, and Nyx couldn’t wait to sink into his Mistress.
Amy thought about how much she loved Harry. She wanted so much to make love to her master. Then she would think about how sad Harry had looked while telling Ron about giving Ginny back to Draco, just to have Draco by his side. A question came to mind, and she said, “Ginny, I really want Harry, how do you really feel about him?”
After long hours of silence, Ginny looked at Amy; she was confused for a moment. “I love him, but not like I love Draco. If we can get Draco to join Harry, I will relinquish my engagement to Harry, and he will be yours.”
“Then we will go back to Draco in a couple of days, because I cannot wait too much longer. You may not see the man Harry is, but I do. I may have been bought for him, as a tiger, but I have grown to love him, and I think I would make him very happy.”
“I see the man he is, but he is not the man for me. Sure I felt for him, when I was a girl, but I fell in love with Draco when I became a woman.”
~O~
Harry walked along the forest that surrounded his home; he couldn’t wait to hear what had happened, if Amy was able to find Ginny. He was worried about the both of them; he knew they could take care of themselves. It was a cruel world for anyone caught out without protection. Voldemort had Death Eaters everywhere, and Mistress Padfoot had her slaves out there as well.
Harry stopped in front of a plot of tiger lilies he had planted in memory of Albus, and to remind himself of the father figure that had given him his beloved Amy.
He couldn’t deny he was in love with his Tigress. He didn’t know how she felt, but he did know that she would die for him, and he for her.
Harry started to walk away, but when he heard twigs snapping, he knew someone was coming out of the forest.
~O~
Mistress Padfoot sat beside Blaise while he slept. She wanted to be there when he woke up. He looked so young and innocent. She couldn’t believe anyone would attack someone so beautiful. She was going to get even with Ginny. Ginny may be Draco’s true love, and he may be Lucius’ son, but no matter how much she wanted Draco by her side, he was going to suffer too.
Before coming down to see Blaise, Mistress Padfoot had gone to see Lucius, but he was nowhere to be found. After searching most of the castle, she finally found him in the garden. He loved to tend to the exotic plants while he thought things through. He clipped at dying limbs, or at dead leaves. Most of the time he thought of his Narcissa. Voldemort had killed her in cold blood, although Lucius had been his most trusted servant. This treacherous act was the reason Lucius had left Voldemort and joined Mistress Padfoot.
Lucius moved onto watering some flowers. He knew Draco thought it was Lucius who had killed his mother, but Voldemort had his son brainwashed. Lucius would do anything to get his son out of there. As it was, he didn‘t even care if Harry Potter got a hold of him.
Lucius stepped over to the grape vines; he picked some for his Mistress. He looked up and saw his beautiful Mistress looking at him, she was smiling at him. He was in love, again, but she didn‘t know it.
“Lucius you look so lonely, can I do anything to cheer you up?”
His mistress, so young and beautiful. She had to be 25 years younger then he, but she would do anything for him, she would do anything for her men, but he was the only one she would go to great lengths to do ‘anything’ for.
She walked over to him wearing a royal blue silk gown. It draped down to her slippered feet. The sleeves flared out at the wrists, and the neckline dipped to a square cut, showing just enough cleavage to remind Lucius that she just might be too young for him. Gods, he felt like a pervert.
As Mistress Padfoot traced her fingers over Blaise’s beautiful sleeping face, she remembered the kiss Lucius had given her. The kiss was hungry, and as orgasmic as it could be without actually making love. He left her wanting more, but she had to go tend to Blaise. Lucius stepped back, and lifted his Mistress’ hand to his lips, “Later tonight, will you meet me in this garden? I want to make love to you under the stars.”
Mistress touched Blaise’s lips; she remembered kissing those full, hot, Italian lips for the first time. He was a shy boy, just out of Hogwarts. He was no virgin, but he didn’t know how to be around a woman. He was used to teenage girls.
His tongue could set her on fire, but now thanks to Potter’s little whore, Blaise no longer had his tongue.
She didn’t want to sit beside Blaise and get angry, so Mistress Padfoot left to send a message to a friend. She was going to get rid of Ginny Weasley.
~O~
Voldemort had Draco and Nyx seated at a conference-like table. Draco liked to call it the ‘table of death’.
“I have a mission for you two. It will require you to be gone for long months at a time.”
The two young men looked at each other, and remained silent.
“Draco, I want you to go ahead and go to Potter. I hear he’s offered you a fine prize.”
“He has, but I’m engaged to Aure.”
“She will understand. Now Nyx, I want you to infiltrate Mistress Padfoot’s camp. I want to take them down soon.”
“Yes father. I’m sure it won’t be a problem.”
Walking out of the room, Draco looked at Nyx. “I know you are already part of her special group of men, so how are you keeping it a secret?”
“How do you know?”
“Blaise told me, before that red fox ripped his tongue out.”
“Ah yes. I also know your secret.”
Draco lifted a brow, and motioned for Nyx to continue. “See, I know that the woman Potter is offering is your true love, and I also know that she is the red fox. I won’t tell my sister, but you have to promise to keep my secret.”
“Deal. Your sister can be a bitch.”
“I know. I like you too much to see you dead.”
The two men walked their separate ways to prep for their mission. Draco couldn’t wait to see Ginny again, and Nyx couldn’t wait to sink into his Mistress.