Erectus Homus!
Erectus Homus!
The masturbation scene was a challenge from my lovely boyfriend, who is astonishingly supportive of my love of Draco Malfoy.
This is just a quick edit to fix a few grammatical bugs and a cannon error (thanks Jenn!). I’m cutting it up into smaller chapters so you smut hounds can jump through the plot faster if you want to, and those who like the plot can take your time with it.
Reviews are love!
I'm working on a sequal and could use a beta if anyone is interested. Thanks!
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ERECTUS HOMUS!
He only ever saw her in detention.
It was the best part of his day; yet her eyes refused to ever meet his gaze. That was to be expected though, after all, her yearlong imprisonment after classes in the dungeon was partly his fault. She didn't care that he was suffering too.
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It started at the beginning of his 7th year. Newly appointed head boy Draco Malfoy was very happy with himself indeed. For the first time at Howarts, he had his very own chambers, an extra free period, and an extended lunch period every day. He felt free. He felt adult. He felt good.
Head girl was one snotty miss Granger. When he arrived at Hogwarts the very idea of sharing a space with a filthy little mudblood horrified him. Sharing a bathroom alone seemed like a rather large indignity. He was forced to smile a little bit however come the first day of the term when he realized that she was dreading sharing a space with him just as much.
She avoided him with a passion and a fury, and he often saw her bushy head stalking the halls with the Weasley girl glaring pointedly at him. As much as he hated to admit it, the female attention was rather flattering. Things had cooled between him and Pansy over the summer. Her unwavering attention became rather… smothering. And she was a bit of a nymphomaniac. He would rather eat an entire hippogriff than admit it, but he just didn't have the energy to keep up. (Although who would want to get naked with someone who has the face of a small pug dog. He never managed to find a position that masked her annoying upturned face and squat body. Sure, it was shallow. But the damnable girl didn't even have the slightest semblance of a personality so it was hard to find any redeeming traits in her.)
The year was progressing pretty atypically until November. Draco went to class. Draco sneered at Potter. Draco played Quiddich. Not exactly the wild senior year he had imagined, but still nothing wrong with that. The Order had caught up to him and Snape over the summer and cleared his name for the Death of Albus Dumbledore. Their protection had been unwavering and for once Draco's life was free of Adventure. Free from the Death Eaters. Free from his father.
His life was for once amazingly free of conflict for the first time. Then he saw her.
He was on his rounds checking the dungeons for signs of late-night mischief and snogging. Most nights he caught a handful of couples in dark corneres and classrooms (not to mention a few emboldened 3rd and 4th years who seemed desperate to engage in antics that could rival anything and everything harry potter had every done). He loved sneaking up on couples and watching them for a good 5 or 10 minutes. Slowly stepping closer until he was practically standing next to them, and then laughing. Loudly. Oh my how they jumped. When Draco wasn't getting any, he might as well traumatize everyone who was.
It was a cold night and he didn't feel quite like retiring to his empty chambers, so he decided to take the long way through a secret passage winding through the astronomy tower and then back down through the dungeons - finally back to the Head Boy and Head Girls quarters. As he wound his way up the cave-like passageway he overheard the unmistakable sounds of a couple getting hot and heavy. Oh, they were doing a fine job of keeping quiet, but there were a few gentle yelps and grunts that gave them away. Draco felt a sneer creeping over his features, and he pressed his body to the wall and snaked forward around a corner. There, in the shadows he could see the offending couple. Their bodies were melted against each other and wrapped with a single cape. He could see snatches of red hair and a tall figure that was fumbling with the girls bra clasp.
-Push in then pull it apart you moron-
thought Draco, remembering his days of blundering under cloaks as he struggled to unravel the mysteries of women's clothing.
Draco froze. For once, he didn't want to laugh. The red hair tilted back, and a pale face emerged from the shadows. Ginny Weasleys eyes were rolled back and fluttering. Her mouth was tipped towards Seamus Finnigin and her hands were firmly entwined in his hair. Despite the darkness of the passageway, her skin was practically glowing. She looked like a Veela. No, and angel- no, a goddess. Seamus's rough accent filled the hallway, despite his whispering.
"we should go, we're way past curfew"
"just a little bit longer, please… You know I won't be able to sleep tonight".
A flush of heat crept into Draco's collar.
-Merlin Weasley, aren't you a dirty talker.. I wouldn't mind losing sleep over you. Or with you over me..-
Draco was taken aback at his own internal dialogue. Did a poor little firecrotch really turn him on? Honestly go a few months without sex and you can't be held responsible for your standards lowering.
Weasley continued to pant and moan and Draco felt a stirring in his pants. His flush progressed to a fire and spread to his face. Oh the indignity, he was no longer in a position to embarrass them, he was a lowly peeping tom. Well this won't do at all. Time to put an end to this.
Draco drew his wand and crept forward. His mind was racing. Would casting a lumos spell be enough to startle them and send them running? Or should he try something with a little more…. flare.
ERECTUS HOMUS!!!
He didn't know where it came from. It was a spell he had overhead his first year from giggling group of Ravenclaw girls. He hoped it was something good.
Ginny gasped. Neither she nor Seamus seemed to notice Draco. Instead they were both staring at… something protruding rather stiffly from under Weasleys skirt.
Draco stared. It couldn't be… could it? Had he just cursed her with… a penis?
Seamus bolted.
Ginny whipped around and stumbled backwards from a looming Draco.
In the past Ginny had wondered what it would feel like to have a penis.
Obtaining one while in the throes of passion with Seamus did not seem like the best time to have this question answered.
Having spent her whole life in a crowded house with her many siblings, and sharing a tower room with her fellow 6th year Gryfindor's, she'd rarely had the occasion to explore her femininity. She could sneak a quick masturbation session, but rarely had the time to enjoy the naked curves of her body and feel. It was in this moment that she regretted ignoring herself. The spell surely could not be permanent, but it certainly was awkward. If nothing else she felt like a freak, when she already suffered the indecency of being called poor and inferior on a daily basis by the Slytherins. She wanted to cry.
The hardening sensation and the rush of blood left her dizzy. But seeing Seamus running left her infuriated.
"What the hell do you think you're playing at Draco!"
Draco snickered.
"honestly I had no idea it would do that. Although I can't say I'm sorry. I must say your brother would probably be jealous of your girth"
"I'm sure you know all about my brother's package Malfoy".
"Merlin Weasley, keep talking like that and I won't bother with the counter-hex".
Ginny blinked. Great, Draco Malfoy was in complete control of the situation. Fine, if he wanted to play like that, she could pretend to play along. She was sure Harry and Ron could help her plan a fantastic revenge, and she would rather prefer for the whole school not to hear about this...
"so… do you know it?"
"no, but I have a plan. If you agree to owe me a favor, I suppose I can be bothered to help".
Ginny glared at him, too furious to speak.
"what kind of favor?"
"so, that's a no? fine then"
Draco began to walk away, his footsteps clicking sharply on the stone pathway.
"WAIT! Fine… I owe you…."
"swear it weasley"
Ginny held out her wand and crossed her chest with it. A thin beam of light flared out of the tip of her wand and entered her chest.
"I swear"
She was bound to it.
"Fine. I'll sneak you back to my quarters, I'm sure Granger has a book of counter hex's lying around. I'll hide you there until we find it. Shouldn't take more than a day or 2. You can write your brothers a nice owl asking them to cover for you, I'm sure they won't ask too many questions"
Was he serious? His solution was have follow him like a house-elf and patiently wait for him to lazily poke through magic books until he stumbles upon the counter-curse? She felt so stupid for giving her word without asking for details. But the damage was done. The longer she stood out here in the hallways of the castle, the more likely it was that word would spread. Plus, her erection was starting to make her feel woozy.
"fine"
Draco nodded and continued to walk through the passage.
"how's about we avoid the main hallways?"
Ginny nodded and sulkily followed behind him, doing her best not to look at his arse. She felt a familiar tingle in her stomach and her woozy feeling intensified. Ugh, no wonder boys were so stupd, this blated thing made it impossible for her to think straight.
-Damnit, get it together! think about Quiddich… quaffles… what a total git malfoy is… and not his rippling stomach muscles… NO! GRANDMA!! DEAD NIFFLERS!!! yes… that's better…..-
Knowing Weasly's eyes were on him the entire walk back sent a shiver down Draco's spine. Imagine… the unexpected power. The silly witch very easily could have had him put in detention for a term at least for such a foul misuse of magic, yet she was too embarrassed to report him. Oh yes- as long as she didn't hex his back, this was turning out to be a very good night indeed….
Draco abruptly stopped directly under a glass chandelier. The head boy and girls quarters were notoriously well hidden- they appeared to be in a tower, but to get to them one had to go in through a path just outside the kitchens. It was brilliant really. Draco coughed twice and nudged the base of the chandelier with his wand, muttering "united we stand". The chandelier slowly lowered and he stepped onto the top of it, gesturing for Ginny to join him.