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"Oh I don't have a complaint Harry." she said with a smirk, standing in front of him.

"It's Mr. Potter right now, and what do you mean you don't have a complaint, you do realize you can get fined for wasting an Auror's time right?" Pansy wasn't that stupid that she'd antagonize him here and now right?

"Oh I'm not wasting your time, I'm here to steal you."

"Steal me?" he asked slightly tense, there shouldn't be a way for her to be a threat here, but better safe then sorry.

"Yes you see after the whole You-Know-Who stuff ended I had to think. I was still certain Purebloods were better, but I had never questioned how they were better and how they had shown they were better. So I went and looked at some old journals and planned out what to do next."

Before he could respond she simply tapped her hip and the dress fell away revealing her naked body underneath.

Perfect proportions and flawless skin it hit Harry like a Veela just how hot Pansy was.

"You see Purebloods are better, and our best way of proving that is our bodies, the trappings may be different, but at our core we are all better then the rest of you, better endowed and better skilled.

By the end of the first month you'll be worshiping me in your marital bed without anyone knowing, by the second you'll be fucking me in front of your soon to be former wife, by the third you'll be divorced, my loyal slave, and soon to be obedient husband."

As she spoke she slowly walked forward, a hypnotic sway to her step. Harry couldn't remember what he was meant to do just looking at her, watching her approach.

She was getting closer to him, hips swaying, about to sit on his lap.