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Animalistic Instincts	By : Sboesche Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 34218 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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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DISCALAIMER:
I am Not JK Rowling, because if I were Harry would be
a flaming gay Slytherin!

Okay this
Story has developed because of a story written by Zed Adams Humiliate thy enemy, I have taken the
situation created by this awesome writer and developed my own idea on how it
could proceed from there on.

Now before
you flame me or report me for plagiarism I have e-mailed Zed aka Scourgify in
order to get permission to write this story. The first Chapter of my story is
more or less a summary of the previous story, the whole flashback is basically
his story slightly rewritten with more details and stuff. I have a green light
for it and I will give credit to the original author were credit is due.
I do have to say that this story will have a plot in later chapters and that I would appreciate if you read all of the chapters before judging the content. Thanks a bunch!

WARNING:
THIS STORY IS SQUI Bas Basically everything that could be seen as disgusting
can be found here, Bestality, N/C; SLASH; Humil; Torture Etc, You get the picture?

You are
still here? YOU ARE SURE? Well then on with the show, and flames will be used
to make s�mores so don�t bother, I know I am sick and
perverted.

Pairing: Sirius/Draco;
Harry/Draco

Summary: Draco is a bitch, literally speaking.

Animalistic Instincts

Draco Malfoy had gone missing two weeks ago,
and Narcissa Malfoy
decided that it was time to do something in order to ensure the future of the
Malfoy fortune. After all it was almost certain that Draco had been killed
throughout a clash between Deatheathers and Aurors in Knockturn Alley. His
blond head had been seen on the Alley just Minutes before the fateful
confrontation had taken place. Now she could either mourn her loss, or pull
herself together and think about the next steps to be undertaken. Draco was not
really a loss for her, as he had developed into as much of an evil spirited,
coldhearted Bastard as his father the late Lucius Malfoy had been. She had
conveyed all her disdain for him when he had arrived at the Manor at the
beginning of summer and truth be said had made his life a living hell.

The last time she had seen her son was on the
morning of that fateful day 2 weeks ago. She recalled their conversation as she
picked up the brush in front of her and started to brush her silver blond locks
with even strokes.

�Good Morning Narcissa� he had drawled in that
insolent tone he always used with her.

�Good Morning Draconis�

�Do you have plans for today mother?�

�I will visit Par Parkinson�s, to discuss the
upcoming engagement.�

�If you absolutely must, feel free to do so.
But you will understand that I am not willing to put up with Patricia�s
mindless chatter. It is bad enough that I will have to fuck her daughter.�

�If you do not watch what you eat you will be
lucky to bed Pansy Parkinson!�

�See mother, there is the difference. Father
was always patient with you and respected your body. I have no such respect for
you or anyone! I will bed whomever I please, want it or not!� withwith these
words he stood up from the table and left.

Narcissa was by no means a compassionate woman,
but she felt chilled to the bone by her son�s coldhearted words, and when he
left the dinning room she saw for the first time the man she had raised, a 6
foot tall slightly overweight young man, with no heart and no desire on his
mind but his own.

That had been before she had learned of her
son�s assumed fate, and she could not suppress a shudder of relief. She would
take another chance, with the same genes but with a little bit more love for
the child she would bear. She looked into the mirror and saw a wonderful blonde
woman with the poise of a twenty year old, she had done it 16 years ago she
could do it again, and this time she would do everything right, she would raise
an independent individual that actually deserved to carry on the name of the
Malfoy line. She collected the hairs she had found on Draco�s hairbrush and
made her way to Serverus Snape, who had promised to help her with something
called cloning.

Just recalling the events of the night left
Harry panting and aching for release, so he did what every normal boy would do.
Harry let his hand wander over his body tweaking his nipples until they stood
erect and hard, little knobs of pleasurable pain. His hand strayed further
downwards until it reached its goal, his fist curled around his thick weeping
cock, stroking it with harsh movements.

Just when
he thought he could take it no longer something not so normal occurred. Harry shifted
into his own Animagus form, a white wolf with black streaks. Although he was
much smaller than Snuffles, his raw power made him even more terrifying. His
cock stood weeping between his strong haunches long, thick and an almost angry
shade of purple. He circled the corner in which Draco lay sleeping, the smell
of a bitch in heat was still overpowering and Harry had trouble controlling his
Animalistic Instincts. He prodded the petite bitch and sniffed her entrance. As
Draco woke he felt a wet tongue between his legs and an insistent prodding in
his side. When he got up he found himself pinned by strong forepaws to the
ground, and a large wolf positioned at his backside. Before he could register
what was really happening he felt something large and hard press into his body,
the familiar feeling of a prick invading his body and the faraway notion that
he should hate this, but then on the other hand he could not recall anything
different than his master taking his pleasure from him every night.

Harry pushed
his hips into the pliant body beneath him at an inhuman speed (pun intended)
and shot his load into the small dog with a shuddering groan.

�That is
all you are good for Malfoy� He said after he had pulled out and cleaned
himself up.

�You are just
a willing bitch, good to be fucked into the ground.�

#I just wonder what
would happen if I took the curse of you long enough to give you a good assfucking# Harry felt his dick grow hard again at the
thought of an unwilling body fighting him and flesh tearing as his hard shaft
invaded a tight virgin ass.

Sirius
Black shot up in his bed as the meanif thf the words Harry had said 10 days
ago, finally sunk in, through his alcohol induced stupor he had almost
forgotten about them:

. �Your ancestors seem to have a fondness for
spells to turn their enemies into animals. I bet they killed them and mount
their heads as trophies. Some of the spells are irreversible too,�

�I dreamt I was Snuffles and I met another dog.
A bitch,�

�And I bet Snuffles fucked the bitch,�
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