Fairy Tales

Draco Malfoy stood in a dark cr ofr of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. There were no torches near and it was most impossible to see around. This was what he liked about this particular part of the dungeon. The air was thick with sex. Pansy Parkinson was on her knees with Draco cock deep inside her throat. If anyone was to come around, they would get a good view of Draco being sucked off and Pansy fingering herself while her breast jiggled with her movements.

“Damn, Pansy, just like that” Draco whispered. “Use your hand on my balls as you suck, watch it baby, no teeth, just tongue. That’s it…that’s it, right there.”

Pansy was frustrated. Draco and she had been fooling around since third year. He never entered her, he never even touched her. All he wanted was for her mouth to be on his rod. She was beginning to feel used. Especially since she had allowed this for 2 years.

Pansy stilled her mouth, thinking that she had the upper hand at the moment. “Baby, I want to feel you inside me. I am so hot and so wet for you, please fill my pussy and make me scream your name.”

“You stupid little cunt, screaming my name will get us caught. Do you know what Snape would do to you if he found your mouth wrapped around my dick? Keep sucking.”

“No, I want some satisfaction. Two years I have been delivering blow-jobs on a daily basis and you have never even touched me. Who are you fucking? She can’t be as perfect as I” Pansy took one of her breasts and pulled it up to her mouth. She ran her tongue over the nipple and moan, “I can make you feel so good, just enter me, take me, Draco.”

“I am warning you Pansy, on your knees, suck, or I am gone.”

“You can’t leave your dependant on me.”

“You think that no other girl in this school will do this for me? Hell, Granger even knows the benefits of my dick in her mouth.”

“Have you been with Granger? Who else have you had?”

Draco grabbed hold of Pansy’s shoulders and slammed her nst nst the stone walls. “Look here, who I fuck and when is my own business. If you would like to be taken off the list then so be it. It won’t hurt my feeling. You are nothing but a piece of ass, Pansy. Right above mudblood is what you are. Your mother was a whore for the Dark Lord. Can you imagine, your mother bedded a man that wanted to look like a snake? Your father wound up with her because he was a lowly follower and when the Dark Lord tired of your mothers services, she was given to him. You come from whore stock, Pansy. I will not clutter my body up by entering your pussy. Find another who doesn’t care so much about cleanliness.”

Silent tears were slipping down Pansy’s face. “You lie, Draco. My mother and father love one another. She is a decent woman, he worshiped the Dark Lord. They are elated about his rising.”

“I bet your mother is, from what Father tells me she hasn’t had a decent fuck in ages. Return your mouth to my c or or you will pay.”

Pansy looked into the grey eyes of Draco Malfoy. They were dancing with heat. Shivers ran along her spine and for a moment she felt fear. Draco could not hurt her, not here at the school. Snape would have his head.

“I will not finish you off. Go see the Mudblood.”

Draco grabbed Pansy by the hair and slammed her head against the stone. He then slapped her hard across the face. “You will do as I say. I am NOT to be ignored.” Draco forced her to her knees and slammed his aching rod into her mouth. “I am warning you, don’t try and think for yourself, you little cunt, I am your superior, you will satisfy me at my every whim.”

Draco pumped his hips in and out of Pansy’s mouth. He could feel the tears running down her face; her mouth was thick with saliva due to her tears. Draco had never felt something so intense. His hands were tight in her hair, forcing her to go deeper than she felt she could. She was gagging, “Don’t puke on my dick, bitch” growled Draco. He reached down with his free hand and grabbed Pansy’s nipple. With all the force he could muster, he pulled at it. Pansy screamed. Draco looked down at her and smiled, “Father always said it was most exciting to take rather than be given.” As his seed spewed into Pansy’s mouth, he yelled, the scream making the dungeon vibrate.

“You stupid little whore, you bled on me. I have filth on my hands.” Draco tucked himself back into his pants, “I need a shower.”

As Draco was walking away, Pansy slipped down the floor crying. Her head hurt. She reached up into her hair and felt blood trickling out of her head. She lay there for what seemed like hours, trying to cover herself, crying, until she fell into a restless sleep.




Severus Snape sat in his office trying to ignore the pack of Slytherins that were screaming at one another. Apparently, some couple had found Pansy Parkinson on the floor in the east most side of the dungeon quarters, half dressed. They had wisely taken her to Madame Pomprey, but now about 20 of them stood before him yelling about it. It was a classic case of the boys against the girls.

“SILENCE!!” Screamed the professor. “I will not tolerate such displays of emotion... Millicent, what is the problem.”

“She was tortured sir, raped.”

“She chit wasn’t raped,” replied Marcus Flint, “just pushed around a little.”

“She has a concussion, you prick, and you call that ‘pushed around a little’?”

“Millie is right” stated Reagan McDonnell, “She was hurt, forced to do unspeakable acts for some boy’s sick pleasure!”

Draco sat in the back of the room and grinned. Sick pleasure, huh, Reagan. Maybe next time I’ll choose you.

“OUT!” bellowed Snape. “To your common room and no one and I do mean no one is to speak of this again. I will handle it!”

The students started to file out of Snapes’ office. “Not you Mr. Malfoy.”, came a voice in Draco’s head.

Shit, thought Draco. When the last of the Slytherins had exited, the office door seemed to close by itself. Draco could feel wards being put up, along with a silencing charm.

“Shit is right, Draco. What in the hell were you thinking? Leaving her down there without so much as an oblivate? Where did your father and I go wrong with you? Your brain cells, the they still intact to your head? Would you like me to root around in there and make sure that your thought process is still alright? Dammit, Draco. You put that girl into the hospital wing!” Snape roared.

“She’s filth” replied Draco. “Besides that she talked back to me. I won’t allow that.”

“You need to realize son, Dumbledore will find out about this. The old coot knows everything. Your father will be contacted, as will Miss Parkinson’s family. They are associates of mine and your father’s. This will be sticky. Your future bride is at this school at his very moment. Do you want her to think that you freely take what is not given?”

“I don’t give a shit what she thinks…”

“When her father returns from Azkaban, you’ll care. Do you know what he was imprisoned for? He took the lives of two of the greatest duelers of our time. Funny thing is he killed both of them while fighting them together! Antonin Dolohov will hang you by your jewels on the front lawn for everyone to see if you disrespect his daughter.”

Draco had the decency to look down at the floor. He shuffled his feet and said “Sorry, Uncle, I lost my temper. I-will my father be upset?”

Snape sighed and had a seat in his leather chair that was behind his desk. “He will be disappointed; you showed lack of judgment toward a fellow follower. Get out. I will contact you later.”

“Yes, Sir.”



“What have you told the Headmaster?” Lucius drawled.

hinghing, the boy lost control. We have all done that. I am hoping to be able to sweep it under a carpet somewhere.” Severus stood and walked over to where Lucius was standing. “What about the Parkinson’s. Do you need to address them?”

“I will take care of them, thank you. It will be difficult but I feel that it should come from me … Any suggestion on what to offer them?”

Severus scoffed, “No gold, I have a daughter, if it were her I would want revenge. You need to convince Jason that all boys loose their collectiveness at so point in time. He will remember all of his –transgressions—in the past. Maybe you should persuade him to think of his place in our world. What power you could bring to him now that the Dark Lord has returned.”

“Yes, that is something he would want, is it not? I want to see my son.”

“That can be arranged.”




Draco walked quickly to Snape’s office. He knew that he was about to face his fathers wrath. He hoped that Uncle Severus could stay for the conversation, that way, Lucius could not hex him. Well, Snape was his oldest friend; maybe Lucius still could hex him.

“Enter” Snape yelled as Draco rapped on the door.

Slowly, Draco opened the office door. His father and Snape were laughing over a glass of what appeared to be red wine, knowing Snape, it wasn’t.

“Hello, Father, you wanted to see me?”

“Yes, Professor Snape has just delivered the news of your offense. What do you have to say for yourself?”

Draco mustered up all the confidence he could and stated firmly “She disrespected me, I will not tolerate that.”

Lucius eyes dimmed. Snape’s eyebrow cocked.

“Wrong thing to say?”

“Draco, if you wish to take by force, you must be more careful in getting caught. Besides, you are supposed to be learning to please a woman not the other way around, men are easily satisfied. Miss Dolohov will be a challenge” drawled Lucius.

“I am un-interested in Miss Dolohov. She is lanky and her name is Echo. How stupid. Maybe her cunt is pure but who would want in it!” Draco shouted.

“You will want in it”, replied Severus, “Give the girl time to come into her own body, she is only 12. Do you know why the child was named Echo?”

“No. All I know is its dumb.”

“Go to the Library, son. Look her up. Echo is a very appropriate name for her. Seeing that she is destined to love from afar” Severus added.

Lucius rose, downed his drink and replaced the glass on Snape’s desk. “Don’t see how you drink that all the time.” He turned to his son and said “I’ll see you later. Remember what we have said.”

“Yes, Father.” Trouble was, Draco was not sure that Uncle Severus and his father had said anything.