(1) Ursa, Bimbo of House Malfoy

"Owie!" Ursa moaned childishly as she came to. Quickly she started panicking as it felt like she was being choked all over. Hands scrabbling madly, she managed to eventually freed herself of her confines and then lay back in relief, the cold stone floor a pleasant feeling on her bare skin.

When she heard chuckling, she moved to sit up, only to a pushed back down by a foot on her face.

A half hour ago, Draco was cursing and mumbling, ignorant of the fact he was being followed by a fellow Slytherin who had plans for Draco. He suddenly remembered that there had been a Marriage Contract drafted between House Half of and a highly respected British Lifeblood Family when a powerful stunning charm but him in the back.

"What are you doing here, Draco?" Ursa fussed under the foot in confusion. " Oh, sorry. What is your name again?" The foot moved to uncover Ursa's face but the tip remained in her forehead to keep her from moving.

Dressed in green microskirt with tied-ront shirt and exposed EE-Cup breasts, Daphne Greengrass stated down at her prize with a look of fascinated amusement.

"Ursa Malfoy. Ur-sah. I know I'm not a smarty like you Daphne, but you could at least rem... memmer... rember... y'know, get my name right." Ursa struggled to get up, but her head just wouldn't move. Daphne was being so mean!

Tell me Ursa... What happened to your Collar?" A hand shot to her neck and Ursa felt herself panic. Where had her Collar gone?! All Witches were Collared last night and she was a girl, right?

"Um... It was... Stolen?" Ursa offered. Oh, her head hurt, it was really hard answering questions, thinking was too exhausting! Daphne chuckled.

"Could you tell me about a Marriage Agreement between our Houses?" The blonde Slytherin asked. Ursa frowned in confusion and her poor empty little head hurt more.

"I uh... there can't be one? I mean... we're girls. I don't have a brother and you only have your little sister and your half-sister. So... Owie! All this is making my head hurt!"

Daphne finally let her foot off of Ursa and let her get up, taking a.good look at the Bimbo of House Malfoy.

Ursa was easily the shortest Slytherin, coming up to just under Daphne's boobs in height. But what she lacked in vertical, she made up for elsewhere, with tits and ass that seemed to make up her entire mass. Her platinum blonde hair framed an adorably vacant face. In short, she looked like a seriously unthreatening, dull-witted, gullible fuckdoll. Perfect.

"Let's look for a teacher, they can help you get Collared and dressed."

What Next?
Option 1- Daphne takes Ursa Malfoy to be Collared
Option 2- Filch walks his fuckpets
Option 3- Other Houses
Option X- Open to Suggestions