A Night to Remember
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This was it. It was the evening before the party. He had made it without going insane. The last two days had passed slowly. At least
nothing went wrong. And now Draco Malfoy was standing in front of the full-length mirror with his school uniform on. He checked his
watch.
4.01
Draco frowned at himself. He still had about four more hours. What was the point of getting ready now? He checked his watch again.
Hm…now only 3 hours and 59 no 58 minutes to go. Taking off his robes and tie, he set them on a chair. Feeling that he could catch
up on some sleep since he was planning on staying up all night.
A lusty smirk found its way onto his face. Just to think in less than ten hours he could be fucking Potter’s brains out. Hot and
sweaty bodies rubbing against each other. Throbbing erections creating delicious friction.
Untamed hair with searching fingers running through them. Heaving chests banging against one another. Hot cum flowing from
penises waiting to be swallowed. Draco fell onto the bed. He was itching to conquer every inch of Harry’s body. He was itching to feel
his own penis completely inside him as his balls and Harry buttocks slapped against each other. He was itching to here that
beautiful voice scream out his name as ecstasy takes over their bodies.
Most of all he was itching to wake up next to Harry the next morning in a warm comforting bed with Harry on his chest sleeping. He
would protect his Harry forever after that and would never allow anything harm him. Draco smiled softly as sleep took over his
conscious mind.
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When the blond woke up it was in a state of complete panic. Looking around his dark room he felt as if he had missed the party.
Finally he looked at his own watch and saw that the party had started ten minutes ago.
“Shit shit shit.” He yelled falling out of bed and running to the bathroom and stripping his clothes off at the same time. He took a
shower at top speed washing the gel out of his hair. As he stumbled out of the bathroom drippinth uth unwashed soap and water he
quickly cast a drying spell on himself. Hoping on one leg he put on his boxers while trying to get to the cupboard.
Halfway there he lost his balance and fell backward. Muttering obscenities under his breath he got up and located his wand. He was
now standing in front of the mirror again in only his green boxers. Holding his wand up he muttered well chosen words and soon his
hair was dry, combed and now lay silkily flat against his head falling onto his forehead and eyes.
Nice.
After a little bit of thinking and checking his watch Draco was clad in a button down green shirt with full sleeves that were fold up a
bit. He wore charcoal black pants, which were slightly baggy and compliment his beautiful backside. He quickly put on some socks
and boots checking his reflection over. Then he walked over to his armoire and from one of the drawers took out a silver chain and
halfoalfoy ring. Once those were e loe looked once again in the mirror. Truly now he was in his glory, well second only to Draco
naked. But that didn’t really count since you couldn’t really walk around starkers at a party. Well…unless you\'re really really drunk.
Another look at his watch told him he was acting like an idiot by just standing here and talking to himself. It was no 8.38. Pulling a
more formal cloak on Draco shoved his wand in his back pocket. You never know when you might need it. Draco smirked again. On
his was out of the room the blond picked up thvitavitation card just in case and ran out. Within minutes he was in the entrance hall
panting. He looked around at the different hallways that could lead him to Potter…’s party.
‘Follow the Lightening’
The words echoed in his mind.
Draco rolled his eyes. He really was going insane. He was about to comment more on his new found insanity when something caught
his eye. A flash of lightening coming from the top of the marble stair. He ran up them searching the source. When he reached the
top he looked left and right and found another corridor. After going through several more corridors and climbing a lot more stairs
Draco reached a corridor which he new was on the east side of school and at a very high floor. Looking straight ahead he saw that it
was a dead end with a wall, which held a lone painting. Walking slowly so he could regain his composure before he walked in, Malfoy
finally reached his destination his boots making clinking sounds in the quiet corridor. The torches on the walls cast flickering
shadows on his pale face and giving a glowing effect on his silver blond hair.
The painting held the picture a werewolf out on the grounds by a lake which reflected the beautiful full moon. The beast howled in
the direction of the white globe in the sky and then looked down at Draco.
“Password.” The wolf asked dangerously, its animal mouth moving awkwardly.
“Dementor’s Kiss.” Malfoy hissed.
The wolfed nodded slightly and then the portrait swung open.
The blast of noise that hit the absolutely noiseless corridor was immense. A smirk was immediately plastered on Malfoy’s face as he
walked in. the beat of the music pumping in his ears, in sync with his heartbeat. Giving up his cloak to an armor on the side. Taking
his first look at the scene he was more than impressed.
“This is going to be a night to remember.”
Ladies and Gentleman, Draco Malfoy has now arrived.
~The END~
Lol just kidding!!!!
There’s going to be more. Sorry had to do that. Please review andl mel me what u thought.
This was it. It was the evening before the party. He had made it without going insane. The last two days had passed slowly. At least
nothing went wrong. And now Draco Malfoy was standing in front of the full-length mirror with his school uniform on. He checked his
watch.
4.01
Draco frowned at himself. He still had about four more hours. What was the point of getting ready now? He checked his watch again.
Hm…now only 3 hours and 59 no 58 minutes to go. Taking off his robes and tie, he set them on a chair. Feeling that he could catch
up on some sleep since he was planning on staying up all night.
A lusty smirk found its way onto his face. Just to think in less than ten hours he could be fucking Potter’s brains out. Hot and
sweaty bodies rubbing against each other. Throbbing erections creating delicious friction.
Untamed hair with searching fingers running through them. Heaving chests banging against one another. Hot cum flowing from
penises waiting to be swallowed. Draco fell onto the bed. He was itching to conquer every inch of Harry’s body. He was itching to feel
his own penis completely inside him as his balls and Harry buttocks slapped against each other. He was itching to here that
beautiful voice scream out his name as ecstasy takes over their bodies.
Most of all he was itching to wake up next to Harry the next morning in a warm comforting bed with Harry on his chest sleeping. He
would protect his Harry forever after that and would never allow anything harm him. Draco smiled softly as sleep took over his
conscious mind.
~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~
When the blond woke up it was in a state of complete panic. Looking around his dark room he felt as if he had missed the party.
Finally he looked at his own watch and saw that the party had started ten minutes ago.
“Shit shit shit.” He yelled falling out of bed and running to the bathroom and stripping his clothes off at the same time. He took a
shower at top speed washing the gel out of his hair. As he stumbled out of the bathroom drippinth uth unwashed soap and water he
quickly cast a drying spell on himself. Hoping on one leg he put on his boxers while trying to get to the cupboard.
Halfway there he lost his balance and fell backward. Muttering obscenities under his breath he got up and located his wand. He was
now standing in front of the mirror again in only his green boxers. Holding his wand up he muttered well chosen words and soon his
hair was dry, combed and now lay silkily flat against his head falling onto his forehead and eyes.
Nice.
After a little bit of thinking and checking his watch Draco was clad in a button down green shirt with full sleeves that were fold up a
bit. He wore charcoal black pants, which were slightly baggy and compliment his beautiful backside. He quickly put on some socks
and boots checking his reflection over. Then he walked over to his armoire and from one of the drawers took out a silver chain and
halfoalfoy ring. Once those were e loe looked once again in the mirror. Truly now he was in his glory, well second only to Draco
naked. But that didn’t really count since you couldn’t really walk around starkers at a party. Well…unless you\'re really really drunk.
Another look at his watch told him he was acting like an idiot by just standing here and talking to himself. It was no 8.38. Pulling a
more formal cloak on Draco shoved his wand in his back pocket. You never know when you might need it. Draco smirked again. On
his was out of the room the blond picked up thvitavitation card just in case and ran out. Within minutes he was in the entrance hall
panting. He looked around at the different hallways that could lead him to Potter…’s party.
‘Follow the Lightening’
The words echoed in his mind.
Draco rolled his eyes. He really was going insane. He was about to comment more on his new found insanity when something caught
his eye. A flash of lightening coming from the top of the marble stair. He ran up them searching the source. When he reached the
top he looked left and right and found another corridor. After going through several more corridors and climbing a lot more stairs
Draco reached a corridor which he new was on the east side of school and at a very high floor. Looking straight ahead he saw that it
was a dead end with a wall, which held a lone painting. Walking slowly so he could regain his composure before he walked in, Malfoy
finally reached his destination his boots making clinking sounds in the quiet corridor. The torches on the walls cast flickering
shadows on his pale face and giving a glowing effect on his silver blond hair.
The painting held the picture a werewolf out on the grounds by a lake which reflected the beautiful full moon. The beast howled in
the direction of the white globe in the sky and then looked down at Draco.
“Password.” The wolf asked dangerously, its animal mouth moving awkwardly.
“Dementor’s Kiss.” Malfoy hissed.
The wolfed nodded slightly and then the portrait swung open.
The blast of noise that hit the absolutely noiseless corridor was immense. A smirk was immediately plastered on Malfoy’s face as he
walked in. the beat of the music pumping in his ears, in sync with his heartbeat. Giving up his cloak to an armor on the side. Taking
his first look at the scene he was more than impressed.
“This is going to be a night to remember.”
Ladies and Gentleman, Draco Malfoy has now arrived.
~The END~
Lol just kidding!!!!
There’s going to be more. Sorry had to do that. Please review andl mel me what u thought.