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In the Halls of Malfoy Manor	By : MistressLupin Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 9767 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer:Do not own these characters, though I wish I did;)
A/N: Here is my new fic. It's going to mostly be about Pansy and Lucius and Draco. There will probably be under 10 chapters:) Hope everyone lies it.
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Draco was peacefully sleeping; his arm around me and snoring loudly into my ear. I looked upward at the ceiling, not really seeing much of
anything in the dark. The curtains were pulled open from the window next to bed casting in the blue light that bounced off the stone walls.
Staring up at the mural painted on Draco's ceiling I counted each and every snake for what felt like the hundredth time.
"56," I muttered out in a long sigh.
You would think I'd be used to this, sleeping through Draco's insecent snoring, but this night I just couldn't. His mouth was open and his
hot breath was beating against my neck in a completely unpleasant way. Draco had only been asleep for an hour or two and already he had horrible
morning breath. I was really close to just shoving him off me--I could of, he wouldn't wake up. Draco can sleep through the world falling apart
around him--but knew that I still wouldn't be able to sleep.
I hardly ever slept when I was at Malfoy Manor. I felt so out of place there. Draco insisted that I stay with him most nights so I did. I
thought it would be weird, with his parents and all, they had to know what we were doing, but they never said a thing. The Malfoy's were never
really around anyway. Draco's father always had business and Mrs. Malfoy was often off with her other friends, shopping and such. Mr. Malfoy had always kind of scared me but when Mrs. Malfoy was home she was always very nice to me, treating me like family. It was nice seeing as how my own family didn't really care. They didn't
care that I stayed at my boyfriends house for days at a time before coming home. I'm sure they wouldn't really care if I didn't come home ever.
Draco was sweet enough that I knew he didn't just want me to stay for his own satisfaction, but knew that it was better then me being at home
for most the summer. The one thing my parents and I agreed on was Draco. They both loved him, or his families money and reputation, and so that
was why they let me stay with him.
Draco and I got together in forth year. We had sort of been friends all along, but Draco had his pick of any girl from Slytherin. I never
thought that Draco, the prince of our house, would actually ask me out. We went to the Yule Ball together, and somehow after that we were just
always together. I saw a side of Draco no one ever did. The side that would surprise me with flowers on my desk in class, leave me notes in my
books, and take me on long walks around the lake where we would talk for hours. It was great, at first. But then Draco wanted more, and I admit
I wanted more too, but I also knew that things would change after we did it. Things did change. I'll Draco seemed to want to do when we were
together was have sex. At first I didn't mind because it was new and exciting, but then it became this sort of routine and was expected. Now
when we sleep together it's the same as it always is. It's like the same boring trip parents make you go on every year, except this is almost
every night. I love Draco, I do, I know he wants to marry me and of course I want to marry him, but I don't feel the same way as I used to when
we are together. I honestly can't remember the last time Draco has ever given me an orgasm; I've gotten pretty good at faking them. When we
first started to have sex it was fresh and new and every time was great; now that Draco's used to it and it's not so new anymore, he only has
sex to get himself off. You know how some people have warm milk before they go to sleep? Well Draco likes to cum before he can go to sleep, and
basically it's all about going in, getting off, and getting out as soon as he can. He doesn't think of me anymore. But I deal with it because
besides all that, I do love him, and if I feel I can't be with him anymore just because he doesn't please me in bed, well then wouldn't that
make me selfish?
Draco snorts loudly and turns onto his back, waking me from my own thoughts. He looks so sweet when he sleeps, even with his snoring and
sometimes drooling. But I was feeling weary and thought that maybe a drink would help. Ever so carefully I lifted his arm from off of me. Once
I was free from his grasp I slipped out of the bed and Draco quickly replaced me with my pillow. I guess I could just sleep on the couch when I
came back.
Malfoy Manor was huge and is filled with lots of halls, luckily there are also many windows to let light in during the night. Unfortunately
unless you've lived here all your life it's easy to get lost. I knew that the kitchen was on the main floor so all I really needed to do was find
the stairs. You'd think that was easy but after taking 4 right turns and 3 left turns I was just at another long corridor. I thought that maybe
I could just go back to his room but I realized I had no idea how to get back. There had to be some room I would recognize around so I just
kept walking down the hall. Then, in the distance, there was a faint light coming from a crack in one of the doors. If one of the servants were
awake I could just ask them how to get back.
But as I got closer I could hear a sound I knew to well, and hoped it wasn't what I thought. My curiosity got the best of me and I crept up to the door.
The sound was diffenent now: the moans and screams of someone in the throws of passion--as I've so often read it called in books I like to read
after Draco's fallen asleep. I know I shouldn't have, but I couldn't help myself, I pushed the door open just a little more and looked in. I had
expected it to be two of the servants of the manor having a bit of after work fun, but that was not what I found. There, on the couch of
Mr. Malfoy's office, was none other then Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy themselves.
My hand went up to cover my mouth before I could gasp at the sight. I couldn't believe I was really seeing this, my boyfriends parents
having sex. I should have left, I should have closed the door and left. But with the sounds of Mrs. Malfoy's cries and the smell of sex in the
air I felt that familiar tingling between my legs. I began to get turned on and couldn't will myself to look away. Mrs. Malfoy was on her back with
her legs thrown over Mr. Malfoy's shoulders. His hands were hooked around her legs, holding onto her hips as best he could as he thrust into her
deeply. As he pulled in and out I caught a glimpse of his huge shaft. I had thought Draco was big but it was nothing compared to his father.
Must run in the family, this kind of girth. My eyes went wide as I watched Draco's tiny mother take all of Mr. Malfoy's impaling cock. One of her
hands was down between hers legs, teasing herself while he took her, and her other hand held onto his arm that gripped her hip. Mr. Malfoy's
long silvery hair fell down over his board shoulders and bare back. Underneath all those refined clothes I never imaged Mr. Malfoy's body to be so
well-defined. It was absolutely beautiful in the soft glow of the torch in the corner of the room. Mr. Malfoy's pace was quickening and Mrs.
Malfoy bucked her hips up to meet his demanding thrusts. He was almost silent against Mrs. Malfoy's tremendous cries and moans, her husbands name
every once in a while also dripping from her lips. Her hand left his arm and joined her other that was rubbing against her clit as she neared
completion. Mr. Malfoy dug his hands into her waist and threw his head back as he slammed into her a few more times before she arched her
back and let out one last scream of pleasure. Mrs. Malfoy slowly slide her legs from his shoulders and removed her hands from her folds. Mr.
Malfoy stayed inside her as he then lye down on top of his wife, his long hair falling across her and down the side of the couch. Her hands
snaked around an clutched tightly to his back. They moved together as one while regaining their breath.
I took a step back from the door, out of the way of sight, still shocked about what I had seen. It was more erotic then anything I had read
in my books and anything I could have imagined. But I was feeling ashamed for watching Draco's parents making love, and for enjoying it. Heat
was pouring from my body and I longed to relieve myself of the urge that grew from the show I just witnessed. But I couldn't wake Draco up and
more then likely it wouldn't satisfy me anyway. I heard more movement coming from the office and quickly took off down the hall before anyone
came out. I wasn't sure where I was going but I got back to Draco's room a lot quicker then I expected. He was still sleeping soundly and had
released my pillow. I slide the sheets back and crawled in next to him. As if he knew I was there Draco turned over and wrapped his arm around
me. I turned myself to face him and wrapped my own arm over his waist, pressing his body to mine.
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Please review and tell me what you think and if I should continue it. Thanks for reading:)

~Lara
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