The Life of a Mudblood: After the War | By : Emery_Lance Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 18353 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Even with the snow behind him, his hair was so bright, it almost hurt Jessie’s eyes. He looked down at her, with a hint of amusement in his eyes. “You do realize, the Dark Lord has been on a rampage, looking for you, don't you?” he asked her, almost kindly. He was the only follower of her master, that had ever been kind to her, yet seeing him now, away from everyone else, terrified her.
Jessie looked down in shame, as his words seemed to cut through her. “Im sorry” she all but whispered. Draco chuckled and shook his head. “It isn't me you need to apologize to” he said, as he leaned down, and picked her up, more gently than she was expecting. “Let's get you to the manor. I will have a mediwizard check you, then I will get you home” he informed her. “Though I dont see why the fuck you put up with the way he treats you”
Jessie said nothing, but held on tight, as he began to walk. It wasn't long before he was carrying her into his almost too large, brightly lit manor. As soon as the warmth of the place hit her, Jessie began to shiver. She had been out in the cold so long, she hadn’t even realized how cold she had gotten. “I think a bath, to get those bones warmed up, is in order, before I call the mediwizard” he said.
Without even giving her a chance to protest, Draco took her into the bathroom, gently lowered her into the large tub, and turned on the water. Jessie figured he would leave, and let her get cleaned up, but instead, he surprised her. He grabbed a rag, out of the closet, walked back over and began to undress. In her eyes, his hard chiseled body made him look like a god. He slipped into the water, behind her, and pulled her gently too him.
Jessie began to protest, thinking she knew exactly what he wanted, but was again surprised, when he began to softly wash her back. She tensed up, scared at the gentleness. No one was gentle to a mudblood like this, unless they wanted something. Draco felt her tense, and chuckled. He dropped the rag in the water, and moved his hands up to her shoulders. He began massaging her deeply, and Jessie was shocked to feel nothing sexual about the massage. She quickly began to relax and closed her eyes. “Feels good” she whispered.
Draco continued massaging her, until she was completely relaxed, then grabbed the reg and continued washing her. With the relaxing nature of the bath, Jessie fell fast asleep. When she next woke, she felt as if she was laying on a cloud. She opened her eyes, and saw she was on a large bed. Even larger than her masters. Looking around the room, her eyes landed on Draco. His back was to her, and he was looking out the window, watching the sun sink out of sight.
Jessie just stared at the muscles of his bare back for about a minute, before clearing her throat. Hearing her, Draco turned to look at her, a smile on his face. “Did you rest well?” he asked, walking over to the bed. She nodded, then unable to stop herself, asked “So when do you want to take me? Like all the others?” Draco laughed as he sat down. “Only when you actually want it,” he said, looking into her eyes.
Jessie blushed, as she saw honesty shining brightly in his silver eyes. “The mediwizard will be here shortly,” he informed her, as he stood up and walked back over to the window. “Would you like something to eat, while you wait?” “No thank you” she answered, as she began to feel what she could only describe as butterflies in her stomach. Draco gave a curt nod, then walked out of the room.
Not even five minutes later, Draco came back in, a large, round man following him. The man smiled, and walked quickly to the bed, extending his hand. “I am Draven Shadow. I will be examining you tonight” he said, his smile kind, but his eyes dark and almost evil. Jessie shivered, but nodded.
For about a half hour, Draven waved his wand in complicated patterns, and took notes on different things. When he finally stopped, his brows were furled. “You said she belongs to the Dark Lord?” he asked, looking at Draco. Draco nodded “Yes, she does. Why would that matter?” he asked. Draven shook his head. “I need to discuss these results, only with her pureblood” he said. Without warning, Draven grabbed her arm, and with a pop, they were gone.
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