Mary Sue Comes to Hogwarts

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Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire


The next morning Mary Sue was taken by surprise when Draco and Blaise cornered her in the hall between classes. “We need to talk to you, love,” Blaise stated. “Can we have a minute?”

Mary Sue nervously glanced towards the group of students walking by, unsure of whether or not she should be alone with these two. She couldn’t stop thinking about what the Gryffindor boys told her and she was fearful that they’d find out about her ‘secret.’

“Mary Sue,” Draco urged, “we’ve been slandered. Let us at least say something in our defense.”

Mary Sue looked up into his face. He really did seem sincere. She nodded and said, “All right,” willing herself to keep calm and collected.

They led her into a nearby empty classroom and sat her down in a desk. Taking seats next to her they looked at her carefully. Mary Sue shook under their examination. Would they be able to tell she was a Muggle?

“I don’t know how much you know about the tensions between Slytherin House and Gryffindor,” Blaise began, “but it is a fact that there is no love lost between us. Those blokes dislike us because of our privileged backgrounds. It’s really a case of the ‘have nots’ being jealous of the ‘haves.’ They are willing to make up all sorts of rubbish about us just to make themselves feel better.”

“That’s right,” Draco added. “I’m sure you’ve experienced that with some of the girls being jealous of your beauty and title. Jealous, bitter people are willing to say anything in order to console themselves of their wretched truth. Am I wrong in presuming that you’re being filled with tales of our fathers? It’s their usual tactic.”

Mary Sue swallowed nervously. “Well…, I’ve been told that your father is… in prison. That he’s done terrible things to Mug… people.”

Draco tried to keep his cool. “I thought as much. My father is in prison, that’s true, but it’s not what you think. You see, Potter and his friends broke into the Ministry building and tried to steal items last spring. My father was part of the team that tried to stop them, but when Potter and his friends were caught in the act of their thievery, they attacked my father. When my father tried to defend himself, he had to hurt a few of them. Unfortunately, Potter is Dumbledore’s special pet and Dumbledore made it seem like my father was trying to kill them, not protect the Ministry. That is why he is in prison.”

“Harry was stealing?” Mary Sue asked, surprised. Harry seemed like such an upright guy. It was hard to believe. Well, he did help her stay at Hogwarts by lying, she pondered. Perhaps he did have a dishonest streak.

“Yes, love,” Blaise nodded. “Harry Potter is a consummate liar. He breaks the law frequently. He has even been in court before, but because Dumbledore protects him, he manages to get off the hook.”

This was really hard for Mary Sue to believe. She looked down at the floor, trying to discern who was telling the truth. It was even more difficult to believe Draco’s next words.

“There’s another thing, Mary Sue. Potter and Weasley are pedophiles,” Draco stated.

“What?” Mary Sue said, startled.

“It’s true,” Draco nodded. “They’ve taken to pulling first year boys into bathrooms and buggering them. Then they hex them with a curse that would kill them if they ever told anyone.”

Mary Sue looked at Draco with a horrified expression. “How do you know about it then?” she asked.

“Well,” Blaise answered, “we have a friend who was using a restroom when Potter and Weasley did their deed. He hid himself and kept quiet the whole time. But he told us afterwards.”

“Why didn’t you tell anyone?” Mary Sue asked, suspiciously. This was sounding a bit far fetched.

“Who should we tell? Dumbledore?” Draco said. “Like we said, Dumbledore gets Potter off the hook for all his crimes. Besides, we suspect that Dumbledore has been buggering Potter for quite awhile now. Why else does the old man cover up for him all the time?”

“And Weasley,” Blaise added, “it’s well known that his big family is strange. Him and his five brothers have been buggering each other all their lives.”

“Now how would you know that?” Mary Sue asked.

“Well, there was this party, you see,” Draco answered. “One of the older Weasleys, Bill I think his name is, got extremely drunk. He began spilling out all the family secrets. Of course he denied it when he was sober, but the damage was done.”

Blaise nodded in agreement.

Mary Sue put her face into her hands, rubbing at her temples. She didn’t know what to believe. Was everyone lying to her or telling the truth? Her head pounded in confusion. Wizards were a strange lot, she decided.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and Blaise’s lips next to her ear. “We just want to protect you, love,” he whispered. “We don’t want to see you swayed by Potter’s lies and perversions.”

“I have a headache thinking about all this,” she stated. She stood up and fled the room to her next class, leaving Blaise and Draco alone.

“You think we went overboard with the pedophile and incest stuff?” Blaise asked.

“That was just sealing the lid on the coffin, Blaise,” Draco smirked. “Now let’s see if she starts pulling away from Potter and Weasley.”

OOOOOOOOO

Harry kept glancing at Mary Sue, who looked very uncomfortable sitting next to him in class that afternoon. He wondered what had got her so upset. Leaning over, he whispered, “Are you all right?”

She didn’t look at him as she nodded. Then she passed him a note that said, “I’m going to spend time with Neville after school – to help him with Susan.”

Harry nodded, still concerned about her attitude. When he glanced forward, he noticed Malfoy looking back over his shoulder at them and smirking. Harry flipped him off which only made Malfoy look smugger.

OOOOOOOOO

Mary Sue walked with Neville towards the library, where Neville suspected Susan would be. On the way, Neville had happily reported that Susan had caught him staring at her three times in the last two days.

“That’s wonderful, Neville,” Mary Sue said. “Since tonight is our last night together, I wanted to make sure you truly have Susan’s attention. Now, when we get to the library we need to sit in a spot where Susan can clearly see us if she looks up from her homework. Remember your relaxed, sexy look that I taught you. I’ll start flirting with you and that will get her attention focused on you. She’ll begin to see how desirable you really are.”

They reached the library and were pleased to find Susan there, already engrossed in her homework. Finding a suitable table for their purpose, Neville and Mary Sue began their quiet flirting. It was awhile before Susan had looked up from her book and noticed them there, and Mary Sue nudged Neville’s foot when she sensed Susan watching them.

Mary Sue leaned over and grasped onto Neville’s arm, whispering in his ear. Neville gave her a sexy, lopsided grin and whispered something back, aware that Susan was observing.

When Susan got up and went into the stacks to search for a book, Mary Sue pushed on Neville’s arm and whispered, “Go on, look for a book too, in the same isle that she’s in. Keep looking at her until she looks at you and then do ‘the look’. You may even want to say ‘Hi’. After a few moments, ask her if she knows what the best book would be for… I don’t know… you think of a magical subject, and then, if she helps you look, stand as close to her as you can and look at her reaction. If she seems nervous, that’s a good sign.”

Neville took a deep breath and stood. He had had two nights with Mary Sue so far and he definitely was feeling a bit bolder where the opposite sex was concerned. With a last glance at Mary Sue, he headed for the stacks.

When Neville had disappeared from view, Mary Sue sighed and leaned back in her seat. What was she to do about Harry and Ron? She couldn’t avoid them forever. She wondered how she could get at the truth. Perhaps a third party, Mary Sue pondered. Just as she was thinking of who to ask, her eyes fell upon Pansy sitting across the room and watching her. Pansy smiled and winked seductively at Mary Sue.

Would Pansy know anything? Surely she would have heard the rumors as well and would have an opinion. She probably would know a bit about Draco and Blaise as well, seeing that she was in Slytherin house. Mary Sue knew it wouldn’t take much for Pansy to loosen her tongue, in more ways than one. It might even be fun.

Mary Sue licked her lips and smiled at Pansy, getting a definite reaction out of the dark haired girl. Pansy’s eyes darkened with desire and she crooked a finger in a ‘come here’ motion, before standing and sauntering out of the library, her hips swaying seductively.

Mary Sue felt the wet throb in her core, excitement filling the pit of her belly. The few times she had been with another girl had been very exciting, in a forbidden sort of way. She discreetly got up and left the library, looking for the direction Pansy might have gone. She heard the door of a nearby classroom shutting and walked over to it.

Walking in, she turned her head both ways, looking for Pansy and was startled when she felt two arms come about her waist from behind and a pair of soft lips nip at her neck. Mary Sue sucked in a breath, her insides contracting in excitement of what was to come.

“You hot little slag,” Pansy whispered in her ear, tonguing it. “Do you need something from me?”

Mary Sue shut her eyes and leaned her head back, giving Pansy better access to her neck. “Yes,” she said, breathily.
“Tell me,” Pansy demanded against her neck, hands traveling up Mary Sue’s body and cupping her breasts, kneading and lifting them.

Mary Sue could barely speak, her senses were on fire. “I… want to… ask you something,” she managed to whisper.

“That’s all?” Pansy asked with a long lick up the side of her neck.

Mary Sue shook her head. “No…” she said, turning around in Pansy’s arms and pressing her breasts against the dark haired vixen’s breasts. “Fuck me, too,” Mary Sue whispered before crashing her lips against Pansy’s mouth.

Pansy returned the kiss immediately, sweeping her tongue against Mary Sue’s and tasting the beautiful blonde’s mouth. Pansy moaned and moved into Mary Sue, pressing her back against the wall and inserting one of her legs between Mary Sue’s thighs. They kissed deeply and humped each other’s legs, the delicious friction making them moan and gasp.

Hands now found their way to breasts, squeezing and pinching, building more and more excitement at their cores. Pansy broke the kiss and threw her head back as she came on Mary Sue’s thigh, “Yes!” She looked at Mary Sue, breathing hard in her post orgasmic languor. Mary Sue hadn’t climaxed yet and Pansy could feel that the other girl was not wearing knickers as her hot cunt slid on her leg. Mary Sue looked so tempting in her flushed desire, writhing against the wall. Pansy growled and dropped to her knees, pulling up Mary Sue’s skirt and burying her mouth onto the wet mound. “You fucking whore,” Pansy rasped between licks, “you know how to get what you want. You should have been in Slytherin.”

Mary Sue’s hands were splayed against the wall behind her as she enjoyed Pansy’s attentions. She rocked her hips towards the girl’s face, helping Pansy nuzzle her hot cunt and making sure the dark haired girl paid proper attention to her most sensitive spot. The fingers of one of Pansy’s hands caressed up the inside of her thigh and Mary Sue gasped when Pansy inserted two skilled fingers up her passage, plunging them madly as she continued licking and sucking her into oblivion. It wasn’t long before Mary Sue burst, flooding Pansy’s mouth with her sweet juices and turning her legs into jelly.

Pansy backed away, sitting on the floor and wiping her mouth. She smiled at Mary Sue in satisfaction as Mary Sue languidly slid down the wall to sit on the floor facing Pansy. “Enjoy yourself?” Pansy asked.

Mary Sue could only nod, her eyes still shut.

“What did you want to ask me?” Pansy smiled.

Mary Sue had almost forgotten what she wanted to ask after all that. She opened her eyes and looked at Pansy, trying to gather her thoughts. “Well…” she said, trying to calm her breath, “I was wondering… if you’ve heard any… let’s say scandalous rumors regarding Harry or Ron?” Surely Pansy would have heard about any rumor that juicy.

“Scandalous?” Pansy smirked. “In what way do you mean? They are quite the show offs. They fancy themselves heroes, after all.”

“No,” Mary Sue shook her head. “I mean of a more… sexual nature.”

Pansy opened her eyes wide in surprise and laughed. “Sexual? I would be deeply surprised if those two even snogged anyone before.”

Mary Sue looked at Pansy carefully. “So you’ve never heard of any… sexually deviant behavior… from those two.”

Pansy laughed again. “No, and I know practically everything that goes on around here. Are you trying to tell me something? What did you see?”

Mary Sue shook her head, “Nothing. I just thought I heard someone talking about them. But I guess I was mistaken.”

“Surely you were,” Pansy said.

“There’s one more thing I wanted to know,” Mary Sue ventured.

“Yes?” Pansy replied, fixing her clothing to look presentable again.

“It’s concerning Draco and Blaise’s fathers,” Mary Sue said, noticing that Pansy’s expression became more guarded.

“What about them?” Pansy asked.

“Is it true that they are… dangerous men?” Mary Sue said, carefully.

Pansy threw her head back and laughed. “All men can be dangerous, my dear,” she replied. “But, yes, they do have a certain… reputation. Nothing people like you and I have to worry about, however.”

Mary Sue swallowed, realizing that Pansy thought she was a pure-blooded witch. She wondered what the girl would think if she found out otherwise. Mary Sue smiled nervously and said, “Of course.” She rose shakily to her feet, smoothing her skirt and blouse with her palms.

Pansy stood as well and leaned in for a small kiss. “Thanks for the treat,” Pansy whispered, caressing her cheek. Then she smiled and walked out of the room. Mary Sue let out her breath. Well, it seems that Draco and Blaise had lied to her. It didn’t really surprise her, however. She had always felt that those two were a bit dangerous. But now she had to figure out a way to keep them at a distance. She was worried about them finding out the truth of who she really was.

OOOOOOOO

That night as she lay on Neville’s chest, stroking his arm, she thought about her predicament. Were her parents searching for her? A part of her felt guilty, but another part of her felt satisfied that they’d finally have to pay attention to her.

“Mary Sue?” Neville’s voice interrupted her thoughts.

“Yes?” she whispered.

“Is this really our last night together?” he asked.

“Yes,” she answered. “I’ve taught you all I could. You’re going to be quite a catch now, Neville, and a sexy one at that.”

His fingers played along the smooth skin of her back. “I’m going to miss you,” he said.

“Yes, but you’ll have Susan to fill your thoughts,” Mary Sue replied.

She could feel Neville smiling as he said, “I can’t believe she asked me to study with her tomorrow. It really worked, Mary Sue. I told her I was having trouble in transfiguration and she said she’d tutor me.”

Neville had already told her this earlier, but she understood his need to keep marveling over it. She smiled against his chest and said, “It’s a good start, Neville. She obviously wants to get to know you better. Remember all I’ve taught you about the art of flirting.”

“I will,” Neville replied, hugging her snugly. “Thank you, Mary Sue. I’ll never forget what you’ve done for me.” After a few more moments he added, “If you ever need anything magical, let me know, and I’ll help you in any way that I can.”

“Thank you,” she whispered.

OOOOOOOO

As Mary Sue tiptoed towards the door, intending to return to her own dorm room, the other boys sat up in their beds.

“Just you wait a minute,” Seamus said. “You’re not leaving until we draw straws for tomorrow night.”

Mary Sue laughed and said, “All right, but hurry, I need my beauty sleep.”

The four remaining Gryffindor boys met in the middle of the room as Mary Sue watched. Harry again had the straws in his fist and they all plucked one out.

Harry held his straw in the air and whooped. “It’s me!” Then he looked at Mary Sue with a blush.

Mary Sue smiled at his excitement and walked over to him, giving him a sweet kiss on the lips. “See you tomorrow night, lover,” she said before turning and walking out. Harry sat back on his bed, his legs suddenly weak. Gods! Tomorrow was the day! The goofy grin remained on his face until a pillow smacked into the side of his head.

“Lucky bastard,” he heard Ron grumble.

OOOOOO

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