Pretty Prey

ok first..OMG 80 reviews so far *ok shadow breathe*


so first my big thanks and lots of jellybeans to



Cristy,Anon, Moyima, kzapjaz,Lu, SugoiNoVenom, LoveGD, mphoenix


Elric Maxwell (sorry to leave you hanging)

Kireania (yeah i like how the stories turning out so far (and dont worry about the double accidental review..just makes me feel more special))

Hazy (i thought whos screaming would have been rather obvious...but then again im the one writing the story....)

christina (well then i am glad to recieve your praise *does elaborate bow*)

vibora (yay someone who understood the last part!!)

dar (more smut eventually *sighs at impatience)

Demerious (thanks eiri i hope you enjoy china)

wow u lot are imaptient!!!!!!

anyway im sorry if ppl thought the last chapter was a cliffy, it wasnt meant to be (honest)

this chapter is cute but not very long (just warning you)

but i think you may get more smut in chapter 9...or 10 (not sure)

umm this chapter contains cuteness (oh and a bit of het)

i think its rather fitting that this chapter is called


Eight (you'll see)


“Nooo don’t let it get me!! Cried a voice” Harry was sitting outside with a small petrified gecko when he heard pleas’.

“Back away demon!!!” The voice screamed.

“It’ll get me! HELP!!”



Harry jumped up just as a small green snake came slithering very fast from a crack left in the transfiguration door.


“It’s coming to get me! The red demon!” The snake screamed.


Following behind the snake was Ron who seemed to be tripping over himself.


Harry scooped up the snake and used his body to make sure Ron didn’t hurt it.

“Are you okay?” He hissed to the snake.


“Thanksss” Breath “Youss” The snake said as it tried to breathe.


“Give me back my snake!” Ron yelled.

“No Ron!”

“Professor!!!” Ron yelled.

“I’m right here Mister Weasley there is no point in informing the whole building!”

‘Wow’ Harry though ‘She looks ruffled’

“Now what seems to be the problem?” Her voice laced with exhaustion.

“Harry’s stolen my snake and won’t give it back.” Ron stamped his feet ‘Good ol’ Weasley temper’ Harry mused.

“The snake screamed in fear, there is no way I’m giving it back,” Harry could hear his own anger vibrating in his words.

“Very well Mister Potter. Mister Weasley I advise you to get another snake from the box. And this time make sure it’s petrified.” Ron stormed back into the classroom.

“Thank you... missssster...ummm...human?” The snake hissed

“Wasn’t a problem, you just needed some help. I was glad to assist” Harry told him and the snake reared up.

“Me! help! Never! I am too brilliant to be trampled or ever to need helpsss from sssssomeone asssss sssssmall as you human” the snake rose its head in defiance and Harry couldn’t help but laugh.


“What is your name?” Harry asked.

“The Great Eight! You lowly human may have the honor ofss calling me Eight” He pronounced, seeming very proud of his name. Harry couldn’t help but laugh


“Your name’s Eight?!” He choked out between laughs.

“That’s just hilarious!”


The snake went quiet and curled into himself “My namessss not that bad” he mumbled and tried to slither down Harry.


Realizing he had hurt Eight’s feelings he picked the snake up and apologized “It’sss not a bad name. I’m sssorry at leassst it’ssss not as boring as mine. I’m Harry” The snake perked up at that.

“No it’s not as boring as yoursssss” He agreed. “I am THE GREAT EIGHT!!!” Eight started too sing his name really loud and do a sort of slither dance on his palm.


“Now small human finissshhh turning that pathetic lizard into whatever sssso we can go get lunch” He declared and wrapped himself around Harry’s neck.


“Unlessss you don’t want to do your magiksss thingy on it and let me eat it.”

“I’m taking you to lunch?” Harry asked, “Are you staying with me?” Harry thought it would be nice to have some companion, even if it was a cocky sensitive snake.


“Yessss, ssssomeone has to make sssssure you don’t get trampled now don’t they sssshorty.” The snake curled around his neck and decided that, that was where he was going to stay.



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Draco was happy and everyone could tell, a smirk was planted firmly on his face and he seemed to strut more then usual.


His 6’1 frame held high and towered over others and muscular build put others to shame. He had started his training with Aunt Bella over the holiday and as a result he was taller, stronger, faster and much more powerful with knowledge of magic that would make the mud-blood whore jealous.


Yes he really was in his element and now with Potter soon to be under his complete control the dark would win and he would be awarded by the Dark Lord, life was good.

Draco had enjoyed his sweet revenge, taking the boy-hero’s virginity had been the most thrilling moment of his life. He had loved every strained movement, the feeling of being inside him, taking him, ripping him apart and the knowledge that he would never be able to be another again. But that wouldn’t stop him from being with others.

Draco went to his dormitory to catch up on homework he had missed during his planning.

A knock disturbed him part-way through a Potion’s essay. Draco sighed knowing what was coming next.

Pansy let herself in, she was wearing a silky green bra and small matching underwear. Without words said she came in and started to rub his manhood. Draco waited for the inevitable to happen where he would get hard but it just didn’t happen.

“What's wrong Draco?” Pansy asked her pug-face screwed up in concentration... or was that concern? Draco could never tell with this ugly girl.

Draco did what he usually did and closed his eyes to try to think of someone that would make his blood boil and make certain body parts wake up.


He thought of that sexy Hufflepuff in a grade lower then him, she was a great fuck’ he thought of her great curves, strong legs and her mouth that reminded him of a black-hole. Nothing...nothing at all...fuck.


Pansy was getting impatient rubbing him in different spots and trying to be as sexy as a dog could. Draco closed his eyes again trying to imagine someone... anyone.


‘Harry’ a voice seemed to echo in his head. He thought of his smooth unblemished skin, the way he cried so prettily and he started to get hard.

Pansy took that as a green light for go and started stripping off both of their clothes she rubbed her wetness on his cock, normally this would make him go crazy with lust and take her right then and there. But all it seemed to do was make him go limp and feel an odd feeling of guilt. Why did he feel guilt?


‘Harry’ the voice repeated, in his confusion he kicked Pansy out and told him to go fuck someone else.




Holy crap what had he done.


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ok thats it
i hope you liked it

(i love Eight)


anyway the next chapters longer


love from
shadow