Trevor
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
10,833
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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\"Trevor? TREVOR!\" Neville screamed helplessly as he scoured the large, empty corridors. He\'d thought he\'d heard croaking and he followed the sound down dangerously close to the dungeons. He knew it was late. Longbottom knew it was entirely past curfew, but he hated to think of his familiar loose and scared in the castle.
Hearing another loud croak not too far from him, Neville ran around the corner only to stop short at the glimmer of a golden prefect\'s badge. The small round boy gasped as his eyes fixed lower on a pale hand holding his pet and the other hand holding a wand.
\"Lose something, Longbottom?\" Draco drawled.
Draco was about as pleased to be holding the tepid amphibian, as Neville was to see him holding it. In fact, the Slytherin was clutching the animal so hard that its eyes were bulging as it peered at its owner.
\"G-g-g-give him to me, M-m-m-Malfoy,\" Neville demanded as he started to reach for his wand. He\'d been practicing all he\'d learned in the Dumbledore\'s Army lessons all summer when he could and he was more than prepared to take care of Malfoy as he and his mates had done on the train... except....
\"Petrificus Totalus!\" Malfoy snarled. Immediately Longbottom\'s body straightened and stiffened. The Slytherin leaned in to knock Neville against the wall as his grey eyes glittered with malice. \"Well, well, well... what shall I do? I mean, ten points from Gryffindor for even thinking that you\'re intelligent or fast enough to take me on. Ten more points for being out after curfew. And finally, ten points for my having to hold your disgusting... whs ths this thing?\" he asked as he held it up to his face.
In its own defense as Malfoy held the toad up to his face, it threw open his mouth and lashed its tongue out at the blonde, causing him to flinch. \"Hah! Your beastie wants me, Neville. What do you think of that?\" he questioned as he watched the Gryffindor blink and his eyes dilate a bit.
\"Bothers you I\'d hurt him, doesn\'t it?\" he quizzed as he looked again into the boy\'s eyes. Draco\'s eyes glared at the toad, then back to Neville and then to Trevor again. The Seeker shoved his wand into his pocket and then after casting his eyes up and down the hall, he perked a brow and started to unfasten his pants.
Neville tried desperately to lurch forward to save his pet, but he was frozen. Nothing would move. His eyes cast downwards in shock and revulsion as he watched Malfoy peel back the fabric of his trousers and unceremoniously pluck out his perfect pink prick. Leaving it to dangle rigidly out of his pants, Malfoy gripped the edge of the amphibian\'s jaws and pressed till Trevor\'s large mouth was forced open.
The Prefect moved the pet down in front of his cock and pressed into its throat. Of course, a toad\'s mouth and throat isn\'t particularly deep and the head of his prick was barely inside when he felt impossible resistance. Still, Draco carried on, shoving into the toad\'s mouth, snickering as its long pink tongue at first lashed at him and then lolled helplessly to the side as its throat was assaulted. His other hand massaged his shaft twisting and pulling as he started to moan lasciviously simply for the pleasure of looking up into Neville\'s tortured brown eyes.
Just the look in the ineffectual wizard\'s eyes was enough to finally push Malfoy over. That coupled with the utter wrongness of what he was doing and the limpness of the resigned amphibian\'s tongue caused the burning in Malfoy\'s loins to finally expel into the gaping toad\'s mouth. Pulling back the pet, he made sure to ooze the leavings over the squirming toad, much to Neville\'s frozen consternation.
Cackling, Draco reached over to Neville, opened his robe and shoved the angry beast into his pocket. He reached down to tuck himself back away. \"Now then, it goes without saying that if you mention this to anyone, your toad won\'t be the only thing I violate,\" he said as he muttered the counterhex to release the Gryffindor from his binding.
Neville stood there for a moment as if the hex hadn\'t been removed. Draco leered at him for a moment and then leaned in and said, \"Boo!\" forking his fingers out in mock spookiness. At that, Neville shrieked and ran all the way back to Gryffindor. Rolling his eyes, Malfoy leaned up to the ball of his foot and turned to prowl the hall, whistling coolly as he strutted away.
\"Trevor? TREVOR!\" Neville screamed helplessly as he scoured the large, empty corridors. He\'d thought he\'d heard croaking and he followed the sound down dangerously close to the dungeons. He knew it was late. Longbottom knew it was entirely past curfew, but he hated to think of his familiar loose and scared in the castle.
Hearing another loud croak not too far from him, Neville ran around the corner only to stop short at the glimmer of a golden prefect\'s badge. The small round boy gasped as his eyes fixed lower on a pale hand holding his pet and the other hand holding a wand.
\"Lose something, Longbottom?\" Draco drawled.
Draco was about as pleased to be holding the tepid amphibian, as Neville was to see him holding it. In fact, the Slytherin was clutching the animal so hard that its eyes were bulging as it peered at its owner.
\"G-g-g-give him to me, M-m-m-Malfoy,\" Neville demanded as he started to reach for his wand. He\'d been practicing all he\'d learned in the Dumbledore\'s Army lessons all summer when he could and he was more than prepared to take care of Malfoy as he and his mates had done on the train... except....
\"Petrificus Totalus!\" Malfoy snarled. Immediately Longbottom\'s body straightened and stiffened. The Slytherin leaned in to knock Neville against the wall as his grey eyes glittered with malice. \"Well, well, well... what shall I do? I mean, ten points from Gryffindor for even thinking that you\'re intelligent or fast enough to take me on. Ten more points for being out after curfew. And finally, ten points for my having to hold your disgusting... whs ths this thing?\" he asked as he held it up to his face.
In its own defense as Malfoy held the toad up to his face, it threw open his mouth and lashed its tongue out at the blonde, causing him to flinch. \"Hah! Your beastie wants me, Neville. What do you think of that?\" he questioned as he watched the Gryffindor blink and his eyes dilate a bit.
\"Bothers you I\'d hurt him, doesn\'t it?\" he quizzed as he looked again into the boy\'s eyes. Draco\'s eyes glared at the toad, then back to Neville and then to Trevor again. The Seeker shoved his wand into his pocket and then after casting his eyes up and down the hall, he perked a brow and started to unfasten his pants.
Neville tried desperately to lurch forward to save his pet, but he was frozen. Nothing would move. His eyes cast downwards in shock and revulsion as he watched Malfoy peel back the fabric of his trousers and unceremoniously pluck out his perfect pink prick. Leaving it to dangle rigidly out of his pants, Malfoy gripped the edge of the amphibian\'s jaws and pressed till Trevor\'s large mouth was forced open.
The Prefect moved the pet down in front of his cock and pressed into its throat. Of course, a toad\'s mouth and throat isn\'t particularly deep and the head of his prick was barely inside when he felt impossible resistance. Still, Draco carried on, shoving into the toad\'s mouth, snickering as its long pink tongue at first lashed at him and then lolled helplessly to the side as its throat was assaulted. His other hand massaged his shaft twisting and pulling as he started to moan lasciviously simply for the pleasure of looking up into Neville\'s tortured brown eyes.
Just the look in the ineffectual wizard\'s eyes was enough to finally push Malfoy over. That coupled with the utter wrongness of what he was doing and the limpness of the resigned amphibian\'s tongue caused the burning in Malfoy\'s loins to finally expel into the gaping toad\'s mouth. Pulling back the pet, he made sure to ooze the leavings over the squirming toad, much to Neville\'s frozen consternation.
Cackling, Draco reached over to Neville, opened his robe and shoved the angry beast into his pocket. He reached down to tuck himself back away. \"Now then, it goes without saying that if you mention this to anyone, your toad won\'t be the only thing I violate,\" he said as he muttered the counterhex to release the Gryffindor from his binding.
Neville stood there for a moment as if the hex hadn\'t been removed. Draco leered at him for a moment and then leaned in and said, \"Boo!\" forking his fingers out in mock spookiness. At that, Neville shrieked and ran all the way back to Gryffindor. Rolling his eyes, Malfoy leaned up to the ball of his foot and turned to prowl the hall, whistling coolly as he strutted away.