Pretty Prey

warning this chapter sontains het...*sigh*...again. this story is slash so once again all those that dont like that....you've had more then enough warnings



ok first off i wanna thank my reviewers

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ok well thanks for the reviews ... this next chapter is yes you guessed it A CLIFFY... so don't say i didnt warn you.



Chapter 5

Draco sneered as he watched the Weasel and mud-blood whore strip faster then humanly possible.

She looked like she was fucking him before he even had a chance to get hard.


“Harder!” She grunted as he started to thrust into her. Draco shivered in disgust and decided to keep his eyes firmly on the map and watched the golden boy serve detention with his god father.

“Oh god they’re at it again” muttered a boy in another bed.

“I wish they’d just use the fucking room of requirement,” Longbottom grumbled, Draco was slightly shocked at the language spewing from the shy boys’ mouth.

“Wow Neville, never knew you had it in you.” Seamus commented, looking more then slightly impressed.

“Yeah well I haven’t had sleep since we came back from the holidays,” the other boys muttered in agreement.


“How about we go use the room of requirement instead” the other boys perked up at this idea after an extra large moan filled the room. Even Draco was silently agreeing, it would make his plan so much easier.


“What about Harry though?” Dean perked up, Draco wanted to throttle the boy for even thinking about ruining his plan.


“Na don’t worry about him, he’s in detention and won’t be back for ages. You know how the greasy git hates him” the other boys muttered in agreement “Plus when he comes back they might be already finished” this was followed by simultaneous snorts of disbelief “We’ll then he’ll be too tired to even stand up”


“Ok we’ll that’s agreed” the three boys stood from their beds and made their way from the room.


Draco pulled out his wand and attempted to throw a silencing charm at the Weasels bed, put it didn’t work. Draco noted that the mud-blood must have put an anti-silencing charm around the bed. “Fucking ugly exhibitionists,” Draco murmured into his invisibility cloak, the silky material threatening to slip of him at every second.

Draco considered abandoning his plan just to maintain his sanity.


“OH fuck me Ron!” Draco shuddered, forcing himself to swallow the acidic material threatening to climb out his throat. For once Draco hated his godfather for picking on the Golden Boy.

Draco sighed at the distasteful décor of tacky red and gold, colours that when put together were all too bright and irritating. There just wasn’t anything sexy about those two colours, nothing dark and mysterious.


Draco spread himself out on Thomas’s bed and waited patiently for his prey to arrive, all the while listening to the weasel and the whore attempt to brake bed springs.

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A while later when the bed spring seemed to be taking a breather Draco was STILL waiting for the-fucking-boy-who-wouldn’t-fucking-die. Draco tapped his wand against Potters’ map. “I solemnly swear that I am up to no good” He whispered as Deans’ bed squeaked slightly. Potter was now moving very slowly from the dungeons.


“Hey Mione look what I stole from Snape” The fucking and now very annoying weasel whispered.


“Oh Merlin Ron, is that a stamina potion?” Draco banged his head against a pillow, preying to whatever deity was out there that they wouldn’t go at it again.



“You shouldn’t steal Ron! And especially from one of our teachers, what if we got caught!” The mud-blood sounded like a frigging banshee, but a minute of whispering went by before he heard moaning ago... Draco was now considering smothering himself with a pillow, before he heard the door open.


“Ah fuck they’re at it again,” Potter murmured and Draco stood up and watched him practically collapse on his bed


“Oh yes Ron harder!” Harry buried his head under his pillow. Draco observed the way Potter looked completely helpless and licked his lips, he could feel his erection springing to life and stalked over to his bed.



Carefully, as if not to disturb Potter He lifted him leg over his so that if he squatted he would be straddling him. Draco muttered a gentle spell that bound Potters arms and legs without him realizing and placed a strong silencing and privacy charm around the bed.

With all that done he worked quickly to clamp his hand down on his rivals face, pulled off his invisibility cloak and pushed all his weight (and erection) into Potter.

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Harry tried to scream as he was held down. His mouth was being smothered by someone’s hand; he could feel a hard length digging into his stomach. Harry tried to move, or to throw the person off him but they held to tight and he had been bound to the bed.

Deatheater deatheater deatheater the words screamed through his head and begged him to take action.

“Hello my pretty prey” words were whispered like silk into his ear. Harry bucked harder and mercury eyes watched him in fascination and amusement.


“You didn’t think it would be easy to get away from me did you?” Harry’s eyes widened as he realized who was holding him captive. Draco watched him try to escape, almost feeling sorry for his pitiful attempts for freedom.

“Poor Potty-Potter, where are your friends now?” Draco murmured, his hand still painfully tight on his captives’ mouth but his other hand was trailing his captives’ stomach.

‘His eyes look exquisite when they’re full of fear’ Draco thought and started to ground his erection into Harry’s abdomen.

“You know what Potter, I’ve wanted to do this for the longest of times. But when you thought you had the right to send my father to jail, well let’s just say I wasn’t so happy about it.” Draco took his hand from Harry’s mouth and watched his face tort in anger.



“Your fucking father deserved it.” He hissed and was replied with a stinging slap on the side of his cheek.


“I don’t think you’re in the right position to talk to me like that Potter.” He whispered and bit the golden boy’s ear.

“Holy fuck, you twisted bastard!” Harry attempted to move again but this time Draco grabbed his throat in a claw-like grip.


“Now, now Potter, you must not speak like that to your betters” Draco’s smirked and watched as Harry’s face turned pink.


“You look so vulnerable like this Potter, so utterly fucking divine” Draco couldn’t help himself and latched onto the side of his neck and pierced the skin with his teeth.

“You fucking asshole! Get the fuck off me!” Harry tried to move but Draco was much bigger then him. Harry was halfway through cursing malnourishment and the Dusleys' when Malfoy stopped trying to rip off the side of the neck. Harry could feel hot liquid dribbling down the side of his neck.



“Now” Draco murmured his eyes blazing with lust “It’s got to be now”



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