Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson

Harry smiled evilly as he looked at the names of the two Slytherins in the Prefect’s Bathroom. The scrolls bearing the names were overlapped quite a bit and had some movement to them, meaning Harry could tell they were having sex in the tub. “Hmm,” Harry smirked to himself. “I can see any changes I make as if I am there, even if I’m not. The anticipation of what’s going to happen will be worth the result!”

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Draco leaned back against the edge of the tub’s steps, Pansy gently rocking against him and running her hands through his short hair (Draco has hair down to the ass). He loved it when she trailed her fingers through his long, luscious, straight locks (Draco’s hair is poofy and has pleasing, gentle curls). He especially enjoyed her wrapping the curls around her finger and pulling them up so she could bite on to them.

Pansy pulled herself off Draco’s softening rod and started kissing him, right on his lips. “Draco baby! I just love how firm your lips are,” (Draco has puffy lips) “How beautifully pale,” (Draco wears bright white lipstick with an permanent charm) “And how they act like two crescent moons!”

Draco smiled a bit and scratched his stubbled cheek. “You know I just love to look-“ (Draco is hairless below the eyebrows) “my best, why else would I have charmed this much hair off?” Pansy smiled and kissed his soft cheek, then smirked as she started kissing down his neck to his muscular chest, thinking to herself how won- (Draco has massive, E-cup breasts) how annoying it is to be betrothed to a guy with tits. Pansy kept the sensual smile on her face but inwardly could not believe the Malfoy’s didn’t **** Draco to be more manly, or that her parents ACCEPTED the arrangement.

‘Well, at least his butt is nice and tough.’ Pansy thought to herself, pinching Draco’s rear. (Draco has a bubbly butt), struggling to keep the smile on her face as she pulled at the bouncing flesh that made up her betrothed’s ass. Why couldn’t Draco have just been a girl? (Draco has a waspish hip-to-waist figure) if it wasn’t for his dick and face, Pansy would have thought Draco was an athletic girl.

Draco rubbed the back of Pansy’s head and guided her down to his crotch, his betrothed shyly smiling to hide her revulsion at her he-femme partner. (Draco has an extremely feminine face) ‘I mean really, muscles and a dick are all sh- HE has to confuse people.’ (Draco has very little athletic ability and has dainty arms, hands, legs, and feet) ‘He couldn’t even get on the Quidditch team with how soft he is!’ Pansy was practically screaming in her head as she sucked on Draco’s cock. She brought herself under his balls and started to lick upwards along the smooth skin. (Draco has an always tight vagina) Pansy’s tongue probed the folds of her ‘boyfriend’ but couldn’t keep the disgust off her eyes. The only bright spot in this is that if Draco could so obviously be a girl but still legally be a boy, the money must be worth it. (Draco wears the female Slytherin uniform) A LOT of money, Pansy glanced past Draco’s small (Draco has incredibly curvy legs), sensual legs at the two sets of female clothes.

(Draco sleeps in the Girls Slytherin dorm) ‘Focus on the money Pansey, the money that can defy logic’. Pansy kept up her mantra as Draco pulled her in for a kiss and shared the cum in his mouth, her fiancee reaching down to finger her with dainty hands. Pansy and Draco both came and then leaned back against the edge of the tub, (Draco is a girl named Cassiopeia) Pansy shaking in confusion and Cassiopeia trying to exude an air of confidence but failing. “No one can ever know about this.” Cassiopeia explained. “Both of our families would be ruined.”

Pansy nodded. “Of course, it was just an experiment.” She nervously swallowed. “It will not happen again.” (Cassiopeia Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson are bisexual) “...This week. We were lucky I had this patrol and not Nott.” Both girls shuddered in revulsion while swinging their arms around each other to gently fondle the other’s breasts.

“God, that would have been horrible! The only way it could be worse is if it was Weasley or, heaven forbid, Pott-“ The door to the bathroom swung open and then closed.

“What was that Malfoy?” Harry Potter asked with a cheeky grin.

“POTTER!?” Malfoy screamed as Pansy ducked below the bubbles. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!? THE PAINTING CLEARLY INDICATED PEACHES IN THE CENTER! THAT MEANS ‘GIRLS BATHING’! HOW CAN WEASEL AND GRANGER NOT HAVE TOLD YOU THAT!?”

Harry cocked his head to the side in apparent confusion. “Because... you and Pansy are dating me together and invited me here?” Potter singsonged his words in a Captain Obvious manner.

Cassiopeia sighed at her boyfriend’s stupidity, Pansy blowing more bubbles in frustration if her eyes were any indication. “And you were late. Honestly Potter, we’re through with you.”

“You both know you’re in love with me and can’t let me go! That’s why you’re willing to share me with as many girls as I want!” Pansy glanced over at her girlfriend (as they agreed they would be together no matter how many girls) and pulled herself out of the water.

She put her hands on her hips, Cassiopeia mirroring her action and displaying the Dark Mark on her arm, which Harry winced at. Pansy rolled her eyes. “You know it wasn’t Cass’ first choice Harry.”

Potter jumped a little in surprise, distracted by the mark. “Of course I know that.” ‘Better warn Dumbledore after this’ he thought to himself. “I just prefer the choker with my picture in it.” Cassiopeia fingered the choker and locket on her neck, then got down on all fours and seductively crawled to Harry.

“You were late, Harry~” Cass purred, slinking around him like a cat. “Do you really think we’ll forgive you.”

Harry smirked and ran a hand over her ass, bekoning Pansy to join them. “Considering my very presence makes you horny and ready to go?” Both girls shuddered as Harry cast a quick spell to shed his clothes, pulling Pansy in by the waist and leaning down to kiss Cassiopeia. “I think you don't care.”

And they did not care at all.