Mary Sue Comes to Hogwarts

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This chapter was beta’d by Narcissa Black! Thank you!


Sexy Slytherins

The five Gryffindor boys were infatuated with Mary Sue and were having a hard time hiding it the next day as they went about their classes. They had taken her words so seriously that none of them spoke anything about her visit, not even to each other, as they did not want Mary Sue to stop coming to them.

They couldn’t help staring at her with longing as they remembered the embraces they had shared with her the previous night, hoping that more of the same would be coming soon. And each of them wondered just how far Mary Sue would allow them to go. Would she go all the way? That was the big question in their minds as they went about their day, only half aware of anything their professors lectured on.

Mary Sue, on the other hand, seemed very unaffected by the events that had occurred. She treated no one special or differently than she had before. She was too worried about keeping up the appearance that she was a witch to think about the boys who mooned over her. Today proved particularly difficult as Professor Snape finally turned the force of his unforgiving personality upon Mary Sue Perfect.

Harry, of course, had partnered himself up with her so that he could help her as promised. Though his heart pounded and his palms sweated at just being in close proximity to her, he did his best not to stare or touch her in any suggestive manner. He was grateful for his loose wizard robes which allowed him to keep his straining erection hidden. Just the smell of her fragrance made his cock twitch in his trousers.

He took a deep breath, trying to steady his thoughts and focus on what had to be done. After all, he couldn’t rely on Mary Sue to ‘help’ with the potion so he knew he had to think about what they were doing instead of lingering on thoughts of how she felt in his arms. Mary Sue tried to look busy beside him, taking up any simple task that Harry set before her.

She felt her hands begin to shake as Professor Snape neared. He was observing the students as they worked and had finally made his way back to Harry and Mary Sue. ‘Oh why doesn’t he just move on?’ Mary Sue fretted in her mind as he hovered over her. Her hand shook over the herb she was chopping.

“What are you doing, Miss Perfect?” Snape intoned.

Mary Sue glanced up at him. “Chopping, sir,” she answered.

“If you continue in that manner, you’ll be here all night,” Snape said, crisply. “One would think that you never held a knife before. What exactly did they teach you at Beauxbatons besides fixing your hair?”

Hermione smiled a secret smile towards Ron who crinkled his face in irritation at her.

“I… well…” Mary Sue stammered.

“You what, Miss Perfect?” Snape continued.

Mary Sue looked at him in confusion.

“It seems that Miss Perfect is not so perfect after all,” Snape smirked.

Mary Sue gasped. Never had a professor insulted her in front a class of students before. Snape had completely caught her off guard and she did not know how to respond to him. So, Mary Sue did what came naturally to her in that moment. She cried.

The smirk left Snape’s face as the fat tears rolled down the pretty girl’s cheeks. He had never had this reaction before! Everyone knew what he was like, expected his snarky comments, and no one had ever cried as a result of them. No one, until now that is.

Mary Sue flopped back in her seat and covered her face with her hands, sobbing loudly now. Everyone had stopped their work to look. The boys in the class all shot Snape angry glares for making Mary Sue cry. Even Snape’s pets, the Slytherins, looked at him accusingly.

The shocked professor glanced around the room before turning his attention back to the weeping girl. All his witty comments seemed to be lost at the sight of her despair. For the first time, Snape was at a loss for words. He turned on his heel and strode back to his desk, hoping that Mary Sue would stop crying if he left her side.

Harry put a consoling hand on her arm. “Mary Sue,” he said softly. “Don’t pay any attention to what he says. He’s like that with everyone.”

Then Harry stiffened when he heard the voice of Malfoy talking to Snape. “Sir, perhaps Blaise and I can take Miss Perfect out for some air. It may help her feel better.”

Harry’s head snapped around to look at Snape and he said, “I can do that, sir! I’m her partner, after all.” Harry shot a disgruntled look towards Malfoy.

Snape was only too happy to have Mary Sue depart from the room. He quickly said, “Yes, Malfoy and Zabini, take Miss Perfect out of here until she’s back to herself.” He waved a hand towards the door as if to emphasize their haste.

Draco and Blaise smirked at Harry and Ron who were turning red with anger. Blaise went to Mary Sue’s side and held out a hand towards her. “Miss Perfect, will you please come with me?” he asked elegantly.

Mary Sue was relieved to be leaving the stuffy and oppressing room. She took Blaise’s hand and stood without gathering up any of her books or quills. Draco opened the door for them and with a last smile at Harry he walked out.

Blaise had already gathered Mary Sue in an embrace as they stood just outside the potion’s classroom. “There, there, love,” he crooned. He stroked her back as she put her wet eyes down onto his shoulder. “Professor Snape has a mean sense of humor. We are all used to it, but you are not. You can’t take his comments seriously.”

“It’s more than that,” Mary Sue said, muffled by his shoulder. “I’m just not doing well in his class!”

Draco stepped up next to them and placed his hand on her arm, stroking it softly as he said, “Well, look who you’re partnered with? Potter barely passed his potion’s exams last year. Perhaps you should switch partners; Blaise or I would be happy to assist you.”

Mary Sue lifted her face and looked at Draco. “That’s so sweet of you, but Harry is not the problem. He’s been helping me a lot. I’m just no good at potions.”

“Well we all have our talents,” Blaise said. “What are you good at?”

‘Lying, flirting and deceiving,’ Mary Sue answered in her mind. “I’m not sure,” she said aloud, trying to think of what to say. “I suppose I’m a good dancer. But that won’t help me in school, will it?”

“I’m sure there are many things you’re good at Mary Sue,” Draco purred, lifting his hand to tuck her hair behind her ear.

Mary Sue suddenly became aware of the suggestive tone of his voice and she studied the heated look that was quickly growing in his eyes. Her pulse quickened as she turned her gaze on Blaise, finding the same predatory look on his face as his eyes traveled down to her chest which was still pressed up against his own. She felt his deep intake of air as his hands on her back moved around her waist, pulling her even more snuggly to his hot and hard body. His lips were now inches away from hers as he said, “Do you want to go back to class?”

Mary Sue swallowed and released a breath as she looked down at his enticing mouth. “No,” she whispered. She watched his mouth pull into a grin before he lowered it, kissing her with soft heated nips on her surprised lips. She opened her mouth to speak and he latched on, preventing her words from coming out and plundering her senses with his hot tongue.

It crossed her mind that Draco was watching them kiss and she wondered if he would be jealous of Blaise until she felt another body pressing up against her back and a pair of hands moving her long hair away from the back of her neck. Hot, hungry lips attacked the soft skin under her hairline, sending shivers of delight down her spine.

She forgot all about Snape and his mean comment. She forgot everything she knew in that moment as the two handsome wizards sandwiched her between their heat, kissing and caressing her into mindless abandon.

Draco had kissed his way up to her ear and whispered, “Come with us, Mary Sue. Let us take care of you.”

It crossed her mind that his words were strangely put but she didn’t think too hard on it. Her nerves were pulsing with excitement and the heady sensation they were creating within her. All she could do was nod and whisper a quick, “Yes.”

Blaise looked at Draco over her head, noticing the grin of triumph split over his friend’s face. Both boys grew hopeful that they had finally found the girl they had fantasized about. Blaise and Draco had discussed it many times. They both wanted a girl who would allow them to call the shots. None of the girls in Slytherin house were docile enough to let them take control. They were hoping that this beautiful girl in their arms would allow them to possess her, conquer her, spoil her, but most of all have sex with them in the ways that they had always wanted to.

Draco backed away and took her hand pulling her along with Blaise who held her other hand. “Come on,” Draco said, “let’s go.”

“Where?” she asked, some of her senses returning to her at the release of Blaise’s lips.

Snape’s classroom was not very far from the entrance of the Slytherin House common room, and Draco quickly pulled her into the lair of the serpents and down a hallway leading to his private room.

“You get your own room?” Mary Sue asked. None of the Gryffindors had their own rooms.

“Slytherin respects superior bloodlines… and wealth,” Draco drawled, pulling her in the rest of the way and shutting the door behind them. They stood there for a moment, looking at one another. Mary Sue turned and looked about his immaculate room, decorated in rich dark woods and the Slytherin colors of green and silver.

Behind her back the silent power play went on between the boys. Draco and Blaise both wanted Mary Sue, but had never discussed having her at the same time. Did one of them leave, or would she allow them both to have her? Merlin knew that they both wanted her badly. Draco quirked an eyebrow at Blaise and decided that sharing Mary Sue might turn out to be interesting. Blaise seemed to know exactly what he was thinking and gave a little nod before Mary Sue turned about to face them.

“So,” she started nervously, “what… do you want to do?”

Both boys grinned at her, answering with lust filled eyes. She laughed nervously and said, “O.K., so that was a stupid question.” She was standing across the room wondering who would make the first move.

“Are you ready for us, Mary Sue?” Blaise asked, the look of a hungry wolf on his face.

Mary Sue nervously crossed her arms. “What… do you mean?” These two were not her usual fare. She was the one who had always called the shots, her lovers only too happy to do as she requested of them. These two were different, she could sense that. They were not nervous schoolboys, wrapped about her little pinky, ready to do her will. They were skilled in the art of seduction and they knew exactly what they would do with her.

Draco reached up and began pulling at his tie, loosening it up to remove it. “He means,” Draco said, “are you ready to take us both?” He threw his tie over a chair and began unbuttoning his shirt quickly, kicking off his shoes at the same time.

Blaise took his cue from Draco began removing his clothing as well.

“Take you both?” Mary Sue said nervously. “I…”

“Decide now, love,” Blaise said, removing his socks. “Because once we have you, then you are ours.”

“That’s right,” Draco confirmed. He was now standing bare-chested with only his trousers on. “No more moon-eyed Gryffindors; we’ll be the ones to take care of all your needs, all your desires.” He began to slowly walk towards her as he spoke, as if carefully approaching a bird that might take flight at any sudden moves.

Mary Sue looked at the handsome blonde approaching her, sweeping her eyes over his chest appreciatively. Then she noticed Blaise was doing the same, stalking her with careful steps, his perfect body exposed to her view. She instinctively took a step back, feeling as if they would both pounce on her like panthers on the hunt. “I…” she breathed. She backed away behind the other side of Draco’s large bed, feeling a bit frightened at the intensity of the desire on their faces.

They both smirked, knowing that they had her trapped in that part of the room with no where to left to go. Blaise kneeled on the bed and began moving across it on his hands and knees, sexy brown eyes slowly perusing her body hungrily.

Draco made his way around the bedpost, leaning slightly against it as he said, “We want to make you feel good, Mary Sue. We want you to be ours.” He slowly closed the distance, pressing her up against his wall as Blaise made it across the bed and sat down on the edge of it, watching them.

Draco’s hand lifted and caressed her cheek, his face leaning in towards hers. “Let us take care of you like we want to.”

“Take… care of me?” Mary Sue whispered, her brains already becoming befuddled by his nearness and the hard planes of his body pressing against her.

He leaned in, his cheek on hers as he whispered, “Master you…. Give us control, Mary Sue. Give yourself completely to us.”

His words were like black magic weaving into her mind, she no longer could think for herself. Oh yes, she wanted to give herself to them. She had no rational thought left to understand exactly what he meant by those words. All she knew was this moment and in this moment she NEEDED them. Her panties were drenched with her arousal and her legs felt like jelly as she stood pinned against the wall.

Draco went in for the kiss and she opened her lips willingly to his demanding mouth. His expert tongue caressed her inside the cavern of her mouth, dominating her tongue and showing her the skills he would soon apply to other parts of her body. She moaned into his mouth and wrapped her arms about his neck, pulling him even more firmly against her. Draco broke the kiss and rasped, “Yes or no?”

Her body knew the answer; she had just to verbalize it. Oh God, she knew this was the most exciting experience of her life! “Yes,” she moaned with a breathy whisper.

Draco grinned and lowered his mouth to hers in a heated kiss, bringing her body around without disconnecting his lips from hers. He backed her towards the bed where Blaise sat waiting. Draco stood facing her, Blaise sitting directly behind her back. He kept his eyes locked on her hers as he reached up and unsnapped the clasp of her robe at her neck, deftly easing it off her shoulders and letting it pool at her feet. He then lifted both hands and stroked her hair, bring it forward to lay over her bosom. “So beautiful,” he whispered.


Mary Sue quivered in anticipation as Draco ran the back of his knuckles down over the strands of hair flowing over her chest. His fingers grazed her sensitive nipples through the fabric of her shirt and bra, causing a small gasp to escape her lips. She almost jumped when she felt Blaise’s fingers on the side of her legs, caressing her in long stokes along the exposed areas of skin under her hemline.

Then she heard Blaise’s lust filled voice behind her. “Rule number one,” he rasped, “no more knickers, ever.” His hands quickly moved up to her hips under the skirt and tore the small scrap of fabric away.

Mary Sue did gasp loudly this time. She turned her head backwards to look at him over her shoulder. “Ever?” she asked.

“Ever,” he stated with a grin.

Mary Sue was sure that if she looked up the word ‘lust’ in the dictionary, it would have a picture of Blaise’s face there. She felt herself growing ever wetter and with nothing to absorb her fluids they began to trickle over her inner thigh.

She swallowed and sighed, her heart pounding in her chest, when she felt Draco’s hand grasp her chin and turn it back to face him. “Rule number two: if anyone else touches you sexually, we’ll hurt them,” Draco said in all seriousness. “It doesn’t matter who initiated it. Who ever you fool around with will end up being very sorry.”

Mary Sue looked at him dumbly, trying to comprehend his words. Did that mean no more flirting? She wasn’t sure about that rule. Blaise had now managed to pull the back of her blouse out of her skirt and his hands were traveling under it, up towards her bra. He unfastened it and then ran his ten digits up in a feather light dance across her skin as he leaned forward to kiss the small of her back. She shut her eyes and moaned in pleasure, doubly so when Draco leaned forward to kiss the sensitive skin of her neck while he unbuttoned her blouse.

They seemed so possessive, so all consuming. A small, nagging voice came to Mary Sue in her mind saying, “What are you getting yourself into? These two sound dangerous!” But the exquisite way they touched her killed that little voice and she knew she was lost to them.

Draco peeled the blouse back over her shoulders and her loosened bra fell away as well, joining her robe on the floor. He looked at her beautiful breasts peeking through the cascade of her long hair and his nostrils flared in lust as he inhaled a sharp breath. Fuck! If he wasn’t hard before, he now was bursting for release. She was perfect! And now she would be his… well… theirs. Did he really want to share her? For a moment he contemplated tossing Blaise out of the room, but he knew that Blaise wouldn’t leave without a fight and fighting was the furthest thing from his mind at the moment.

Then Blaise tugged the skirt down off her hips and Draco couldn’t help but step back so he could see her in all her glory. He licked his lips at the glistening wet thighs and the shaved mound of her sex. Oh yes, she was perfect!

Mary Sue blushed at being so completely nude while Draco looked at her most private areas.

“Blaise,” Draco rasped, without removing his eyes from her body. “Come here.”

Blaise had been placing kisses on her buttocks, running his hands along her legs, when Draco beckoned him to look at the perfection from the front.

Now Mary Sue really blushed deeply as Blaise got up and stood beside Draco, looking her over as if he was observing a rare piece of art in a museum. No part of her went unnoticed.

“She’s perfect,” Blaise whispered in awe. “And she’s mine.” He felt Draco’s face turn towards him, glaring. Blaise looked at him and corrected, “I mean she’s ours.”

Draco still glared at Blaise and made a decision. He turned to Mary Sue and said, “Mary Sue, this is your chance to make a choice if you want. If you only want one of us, then choose and the other will walk away like a gentleman.”

Blaise felt his anger bubble. Like hell he would walk away like a gentleman! He looked at her, wondering if he would be making love or killing Draco shortly. It was all up to the beautiful girl before him.

Draco knew that if she chose Blaise, he would fucking go berserk. But he was pretty confident that if one was to be chosen, it would be him. After all, he WAS Draco Malfoy.

Choose! They wanted her to choose! ‘Oh God,’ thought Mary Sue. Why did they have to get so territorial all of the sudden? Things were going so nicely. Guys always seemed to want to brand her once they got close enough, but she was determined not to give up what she wanted.

“I want both of you,” she stated. “It’s both or nothing.”

Both boys let out a sigh of relief. They glanced at each other and shrugged in acceptance. “We share?” Draco asked.

“We share,” Blaise confirmed.

Mary Sue was dying with need. Boys may be satisfied by eye candy, but she needed more from them than admiring looks. She stepped towards them, hooking a finger into the top of their trousers. “I want to see you too,” she told them.

“Did we say you could undress us?” Draco asked.

She looked at him in confusion, removing her fingers. “Well…”

“Get on the bed, on your back,” Blaise said. “Put your hands on the headboard above your head and don’t remove them until we say you can.”

Mary Sue’s lips parted in understanding. This is what they meant by their earlier words. They wanted her to totally submit to them. This was something new for her and she felt a ball of excitement churning in her lower belly at the thought of it. Her lips quirked in a smile and she backed away from them. When her legs hit the edge of the bed she scooted herself back over it to the middle and lay as Blaise had told her, waiting for whatever they had in store for her.

“That’s a good little pet,” Draco said. “Good little pets get rewards.”


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A/N *covers head with hands against the barrage of eggs flying at me for the evil cliffy* Just think of it this way, you’ll have something to look forward to.

Mary Sue has no idea what she getting herself into! LOL Her Gryffindors will not want to give her up.

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