the french visitor

This is a story about a girl from Beauxbatons who transfers to Hogwarts. This is the first chapter, do not let it deceive you, I do not like to rush my stories.

I have all ready written a lot, and it gets really good .

I don’t want to publish it yet though because I don’t know what people think. Someone has all ready told me to go die when I accidentally published it before, which I thought was slightly unfair. :(

Please review. This is my first ever fan fic and it would mean so much if you encouraged me. Do not be nasty. It is a waste of your time and mine, if you do not like the story then just don’t review. I am sorry in advance for those that don’t.

But I would greatly appreciate just a few words of confidence. Thank you ever so much.

Prologue


She slipped out of the hot tub and onto my lap.
“I’m going to miss you Vex,” she whispered huskily into my ear. She ran a hand through my long chestnut hair and coiled her fingers gently round my neck. I felt a tear drop onto my breast and I lifted her chin so that her glistening turquoise eyes shone into mine.
“Oh Daria!” I cried, laughing gently, “You never know, I could be back sooner than you think.”
She smiled at me, teasingly and pulled off my clothes.
My jacket was thrown in the lawn, and my t-shirt I never rediscovered. I stood for a while in my bra and undies and she watched me, hungry in her eyes. I knew I could wait no longer; I pulled them off and fell into her arms. Entwined we fell into the hot tub where our slippery bodies grinded slowly; she was kissing me gently, her tongue flitting over mine. I reached up and ran my hand over her breast, my thumb massaging her nipple. I felt it harden. I probed it gently with my tongue, hearing her murmur her approval. Finally my mouth met hers again, our fingers danced over each other’s bodies. Hers was supple and slight, as was mine. My fingers found her clit and her excitement grew, she returned the gesture and we worked each into ecstasy. I had to pull apart.
She was breathing heavily as she snaked her hand around my waist.
“I have to leave,” I told her gently.
I saw the disappointment cloud her eyes.
“I will be back, Daria,” I tell her, “ we will finish this. But we will have a lot more time on our hands.”
“Do you promise?”
“I promise.”

Chapter one
As soon as I saw him, I knew I wanted him. I gaped open mouth at him as he strutted past me; he glanced at me briefly with a sneer. I felt my blood quicken and my back stiffen.
\"Who was that?\" I asked unsteadily, my legs shaking as I walked to my next class.
My new friend’s heads snapped round,
\"That-\"
\"That was Malfoy,\"
\"The one we told you about-\"
\"He’s gross. Seriously got an arrogance problem\"
\"Thinks he can have whatever-\"
“Whoever-\"
\"The hell he wants.\"
I raised my eyebrow at them; all three of them had equally disgusted looks on their faces. They were clearly very passionate about the subject, so I decided to drop it. what remained unspoken of course, that all three of the girls knew, was that he could have whoever he wanted.

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The next time I saw him I was sitting in the library, researching a subject that I found particularly difficult.
\"Winguardium Leviosa!\" I thought as powerfully as I could. All of the other kids had mastered Non-Verbal Spell Casting, but I couldn\'t seem to get the hang of it. It was most likely because my mind was totally preoccupied elsewhere.
He walked in, hand in hand with a stunningly attractive girl slightly older than me. She had long, chestnut hair and olive skin. Her eyes were dark and her robes were a size eight on a size ten body. She kept glancing up at him and smiling secretively at him. Her robes were stretched tightly across her breasts, delicately outlining their pertness, she kept brushing them across Malfoy, and he would leer down at her, smug grin fixed on his face. I barely noticed that the book I was holding was dangling aimlessly from my hand. I couldn\'t tear my eyes away from them. He possessively put his hand around her waist and took her into the reading section were the floor was littered with bean bags. Madam Pince could not see them from there. I could.

He looked directly at me with such suddenness my breath caught in my throat. He put his hand onto the girl’s breast and squeezed it fiercely, eyes locked with mine, she moaned quietly in pain and pleasure, her eyes shut. I was unable to breathe. He sneered mockingly at me as he moved his hands under her robes.

My heart pounded in my chest.

The girl\'s eyes opened in confusion. He then threw her onto the floor roughly and shoved himself into her, she cried out, but Malfoy\'s hand flew clumsily to her mouth, blocking her scream. She struggled, kicking and biting.

I opened my mouth, but my scream did not travel past my throat.

Draco\'s other hand moved to her throat and he gently suffocated her while thrusting himself inside her.

I saw her quietly choke and I remembered to breathe.

After a while she went limp and consenting and he released his hand from her throat, but not from her mouth.

I was entirely paralyzed by shock but a new sensation was slowly starting to replace it.

She wrapped her legs round him and gave herself entirely to him. He worked fiercely and hungrily, consuming her entirely. He drove into her again and again, more powerfully each time.

Horror and what I think was curiosity, intrigue, had pushed away my initial paralysis.

His hand was still covering her mouth and I could see her writhing in extreme pleasure and pain.
My eyes widened and the book fell heavily to the floor with a dusty thud as his face contorted and he came, driving himself inside her one last time. He picked himself up, leaving her gently sobbing on the floor. He walked over to me, an arrogant sneer on his mouth. He leaned over me and I could feel her residual body heat on him. He put his mouth to my ear. My body tingled with his closeness.
\"You loved it,\" he whispered, and was gone.
I was left reeling, it had happened so quickly, I felt so powerless. I knew that I certainly did not love what had just happened. The girl was lying where he left her, she was breathing heavily. I kicked the book aside, as I stood up.
“Pick it up!” the librarian called reproachfully.
Hastily I picked it up and walked hesitantly over to the girl.
\"Are you okay?\" I cried.
She opened her eyes, her cheeks were flushed pink, and her mouth parted.
\"Oh...yeah, I’m wonderful.\" she breathed at me, smiling.
\"I-\" I began then stopped. She didn\'t seem to be being insincere either.
\"Did you see where Draco went?\" She asked me, sitting up.
I shook my head.
\"Listen,\" I say cautiously, \"I saw what happened...\"
She giggled and stood up, \"Oh that’s so embarrassing. I didn\'t want any body to know that I was, you know, with Malfoy.\"
I gaped at her, aghast and disbelieving. I didn’t understand. This was her idea of a “secret relationship”?
\"No, no. Please, don\'t worry, I am perfectly unharmed.\" She reassured me with a smile.
“Hey, you’re new here right?” she asked suddenly.
“Yes, I transferred from Beaubuxtons.”
She flicked her tangled hair away from her face and daintily picked herself up, fixing me with an ugly look. The abrupt change in attitude shocked and confused me.
“You better keep your mouth shut about this, new girl. You’ll gradually grow to learn where the power in this school lays, and if you mention this to anyone, you won’t live to regret it.”
I regarded her carefully as she stalked off. My mind was reeling with what I just saw, I decided to forget the extra homework, and forget all about Draco Malfoy for once and go back to my dorm and have an early night.

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It would mean an awful lot if you reviewed. I don’t know whether I should bother continuing. Thank you. :)