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My Little Wicked Witch	By : fuzzydraco Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 22567 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Harry Potter world. But I don't. I dont make mullah off of this story. This is just my imagination running wild using her characters. Oh - the songs aren't mine either! :) PLEASE REVIEW.

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CHAPTER 1

He entered the establishment with an amused look across his face. I haven’t been here is a while he thought to himself. He took a seat to the back left of the stage. One thing he was sure about, muggles had very different scruples from wizards.

He didn’t want to be back in England, but his bloody father had decided to die and leave him the executor of the estate. Ah, but duties can wait for later. I need to take some time for me.

He watched smoke slowly billow up from patrons cigars creating curly cues and dissipating into the air. I have never understood what muggles get from that horrid smelling, awful tasting stick they caress between their lips. He watched a man take out a cigar and drag it across his nose as he took a big whiff. Draco looked away disgusted.

He turned his attention to the prettier things in this room. The women. He watched them walking around carrying trays, taking orders, and flirting with the patrons. He watched as a tall dark haired woman saunter his way. He took her in. He let his gaze wander from her head to her toes and upon reaching her feet felt a smirk come across his face. Ah, there are some days that I just love muggles. He had caught site of the most wonderful (in his opinion) muggle invention ever – heels. But these weren’t just any heels. They were black stiletto heels that made her legs look twice as long and perked up her already bouncy derriere. He looked back at the woman’s face as she slid up to him and dropped a napkin on the table beside him.

“What’ll it be, sexy?” she asked in a silky smooth voice.

He took his time looking at her features. This was one of the few places that Draco could actually enjoy the view and not feel bad about it. Oh he looked at other women when out in public but he hated getting caught. Here the women were getting paid to be looked at and fawned over. He looked at her dark brown hair that was cut into a short bob. She had dark brown eyes that twinkled with mirth at his expression. This woman was almost perfect. Only thing he found that he didn’t approve of on that body was her lips. She had thin lips that almost blended in with her face. He liked full lips, lips that were inviting. He started imaging what he would do with a set of those lips when he realized he hadn’t given her his order yet.

“Scotch. Make it neat,” he replied coolly.

She paid no attention to the tone of his voice and turned away to get his drink. He decided he would take a better look around while he waited for his drink. There were mirrors sporadically situated along the walls making the space feel bigger than it really was. He saw himself in the mirror across the room and had to grin. No one could mistake that he was a Malfoy. He had filled out nicely since those Hogwarts days. His chest was wider and his stomach was tighter and although it couldn’t be seen at the moment, he knew it was there. He had let his hair grow out some. Light blonde hair that looked silver in the sunlight. The Malfoy trait. His skin had gotten a little darker than when he was in school though because he played quidditch with Blaise and some other guys. Not to mention the frequent flyer miles he had put on his broom to relieve his stress.

But this place had also been a stress reliever. He remembered coming here the first time just to spite his father. He had been sick of all the yelling, screaming, curses and hexes that had been thrown at him. He understood why the wizarding line had to remain pure and he believed some of what his father said, but even he dabbled with muggle women. He remembered his father telling him that they were very willing and eager to do whatever he wanted them to do for or to him. They were easily Imperiused, and after he was done he would erase their memories and go about his way.

Draco had decided he was not going to do the same things as his father, but what better way to go against him except to find a muggle woman, fuck her, and not do all those things that his father had done to them. He had been wandering the streets after the intense argument when he happened on Fire and Brimstone. The name appealed to him and for an odd reason he felt he had to go in. He sat at the bar, drank, and after a few too many he would actually hold a conversation with the bartender. He became a frequent and his conversations with the bartender were usually a one way, mostly rants of his father. He felt comfortable here. This is where he had discovered those heels and that not all muggle women are ugly. He couldn’t see himself getting serious with one, but having fun never hurt anyone. Hell, he had needed fun.

He returned from his reverie and watched the reflections in the mirror. The gentlemen had begun rearranging themselves at the front of the stage. He shook his head and chuckled. They look like a bunch of groveling dogs at their master’s feet. No woman is worth that kind of look. Especially a muggle one at that! He shook his head again at the nonsense he was witnessing. The waitress’ hand broke his line of vision as she placed his drink on the table next to him. Instead of keeping herself unseen, she had purposely leaned down to give him a good view of what she had to offer.

Draco grabbed her wrist as she began pulling away from table, surprising her. He was going to tell her that he would prefer that she not step in front of him again but what she said affirmed his thoughts on muggle scruples.

“Is this not what you ordered, sir?” she asked through her excuse for pouty lips. “Maybe you would like something more?” She leaned down again raising an eyebrow at him.

In turn, he raised his back. He was tempted by her suggestion but thought better than to take her up on the offer. He had just arrived. The night was young.

“Why is everyone moving to the front?”

“Ah, sir; you have not been here before? M…”

He interrupted her, “Just answer the question. ”

She acted like she hadn’t been interrupted and continued. “Monsieur, we have an act that will take your breath away. She will make you lose yourself and you will hate her for it but still want more! I can make arrangements as you have not seen her before to place you on the front row. She is our ‘Little Wicked Witch’” He turned to her and as if she knew his next question simply stated “I don’t like sharing my men, but if it is her you are interested in, then I make no objections. ”

Hmmm, that’s interesting. Most waitresses will not handover a customer to another. He looked at Angela and his mind kept going But this was not another waitress. This was a dancer. That did make a little sense. “No I’ll watch from here. That is all. ” And with a wave of his hand he dismissed her.

Ignoring his rudeness she walked over to her other tables and began flirting and teasing her customers while taking their orders.

Hmm… a little wicked witch? He scoffed. These muggles know nothing of witches. They wouldn’t know a witch if it bit them in the arse. He laughs at his own thoughts as he carefully pulled out his wand and pointed it to his scotch glass. “Frigus.” Suddenly his room temperature scotch was ice cold. “You don’t ruin good scotch with ice,” he mumbled to himself as watched the liquid swirl around the glass. He became aware that the already dim lights had gotten even dimmer and saw a spotlight land on the center stage curtains.

A disembodied male voice Draco remembered but couldn’t place called out “Good evening and welcome to Fire and Brimstone Gentlemen’s Club. Of course, for our regulars out there you know what tonight is. And for those of you who are new in town, I know you will be returning next week. Do we have a treat for you! Tonight is our Saturday night headliner. She will tantalize and tease you into submission. Without further ado, here’s our Little Wicked Witch.
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