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Deflora

By: CelticCross83
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 6
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Disclaimer: 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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Deflora

Disclaimer: I own hardback copies of the Harry Potter books, a number of dogs, and a twisted imagination. If J.K. Rowling sues me for this, she will get worn out American editions of her own books, and nothing else, because I’d die before I let the courts take my dogs.
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A/N: This is an AU. Specifically, this is an AU wherein Quirrell succeeded in acquiring the Sorcerer’s Stone for his master. It is also an AU wherein ephebephilia is both commonplace and legally sanctioned. Ephebephilia is the Ancient Greek practice of men taking preteen boys as lovers, educating them and giving them social status in exchange for sex. So be warned: This is chanslash.


Deflora: The deflora ritual is an old wizarding custom in which a boy, from his 12th birthday to his 14th birthday, is bound to an older man in a specific form of servitude, in exchange for instruction in how to conduct himself in society, introductions to influential people and certain material goods.
- International Dictionary of Wizarding Culture, XXIV Ed.

Deflora

***Part One: Peter’s Regret***
Pettigrew apparated back to Riddle Manor with a *crack*. For the first time in his life, he was regretting betraying the Potters to his Lord. He had known that he was supposed to have been the boy\'s deflorator, but hadn\'t made much of it; there were other young boys available to fuck. But now, having seen the boy, he was ready to cry. He had given up the chance to be that glorious creature\'s first lover, to teach him how wonderful sex could be. That perfect ivory skin, flushed with fury. He wondered what it would look like, blushing with passion. Those beautiful jade eyes, sparkling with rage. He wondered what they\'d look like, glazed with passion. He wondered what those pretty pink lips would look like, begging for deeper, harder, faster; or even better, wrapped around his cock, with semen dripping down his pointy little chin, or-
\"Peter, what are you mooning over now? You are meant to report to the Dark Lord as soon as you get in. Furthermore, you are two days late. Go, NOW!\"
\"Yes, Lucius. Did your son ever mention in his letters to you how godsdamned SEXY Harry Potter has gotten? I was supposed to have been his deflorator, you know. I wonder who it will be now.\"
\"No, Peter, I didn\'t know, I don\'t know who it will be now and no, Draco hasn\'t mentioned it. Do you know who Draco\'s deflorator is going to be? Draco\'s birthday is next week, the day after he leaves school and he\'s coming here directly. Our lord agreed to deflower Draco.\" Lucius was uncharacteristically gloating, in a truly unflattering manner.
\"Congratulations, you must be thrilled to have such a prestigious arrangement in place. Now, I really must go. It has been pleasant speaking with you,\" Peter fibbed, \"but I must report before I receive the Cruciatus for lateness.\"

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