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Playing With Fire
By Crimson
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An angel in disguise is the devil's own seductress
She who has a halo is actually a temptress
A devil that plays the game of seduction tends to cheat
To bring the temptress and him into heat
- Le Gin Séduisant Diabolique
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Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters, places, and objects belong to Warner Brothers and her majesty J.K. Rowling, Queen of All Literature. (King, of course, being J.R.R. Tolkien! Oh yeah, long live Middle-Earth!)
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Chapter One - The Picture of Innocence
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What is innocence? By definition, innocence is the state of being free from evil and sin. I don't know if I have ever been truly innocent. Can a Malfoy be innocent?
There are two kinds of innocence. Innocence from death and innocence from touch. I have neither. I lost the first when I was four. I witnessed my father murdering a muggle. I shed a single tear, and my father broke my arm. It was the last time I cried, that day thirteen years ago.
At the age of thirteen, my virginity was taken by Demonica Sinclair. She was fifteen, her parents were death eaters, and staying at the manor for a few days. I rarely saw her afterwards, as she went to Durmstrang, and was killed a few years ago for refusing to serve the dark lord.
Innocence was all around me. In house-elves during the summer, and students during the school year. Despite all he had seen, even Potter was seemingly innocent. It wasn't fair that they were allowed to be innocent, to be free from pain and torture. They hadn't had a black serpent and skull emblazed into their flesh on their fifteenth birthday, they hadn't experienced the cruciatus curse at the age of twelve. But one of them was different.
She was innocence. The very personification of purity. Her skin was ivory, her eyes amber, and her hair molten lava. She was angelic, wholesome, untouched. She was a goddess, destined to be placed upon a majestic pedestal. This year, she would be mine. I would claim her body for my own.
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I apparated into Knockturn Alley, and quickly hurried to the Leaky Cauldron. My father had taught me to apparate when I was a third year, as he thought floo travel was much to messy for a Malfoy. I had convinced my father to let me stay at the Leaky Cauldron that night, as the new school year started the following day.
" What can I do for you Master Malfoy? " Tom asked.
" I'd like a room for the night. " I replied.
" Certainly sir. One moment. " he disappeared into the back, returning a few minutes later with a key, " Room 6. " Tom handed me the key.
I climbed the stairs and deposited my trunk into my room, grabbed my supply list, and hurried back to main street.
After visiting the Apothecary, I entered Flourish and Blott's, only to run straight into Potter, Mudblood, and Weasel.
" Well if it isn't Potter and his groupies. " I scowled.
" Shut up Malfoy. " Weasley shot back.
" Why don't you make me? " I challenged.
" Come on Ron, he's not worth it. " she said softly. I knew that voice. It was her.
" Ah, the littlest weasel. " I stared straight into the chocolate depths of her eyes. A single auburn lock fell on her face. She was truly intoxicating.
" Ferret boy. " she greeted. I rose an eyebrow.
" Grow some claws, kitten? " I questioned.
" Razor sharp. " she responded. I smirked. This was fun.
" Best keep them filed. " I advised, starting towards the potions shelves at the back of the store.
I finished buying my supplies, packed them all away in my trunk, and headed back into the pub. I spotted her sitting all alone in a dark corner, sipping an unknown beverage from a mug. I ordered a Dragon's Talon (vodka with a shot of dragon blood), and headed towards her booth.
" Where's your trio of bodyguards? " I inquried.
" I care. "
" What're you drinking? "
" Bloody Banshee (dragon's blood and red wine). "
" Sure that's not too strong for you little girl? "
" Shut your mouth little boy. "
" I see you didn't take my advice about those claws, kitten. "
" Quit calling me kitten, ferret. "
" Why don't you make me? "
" Prat. "
" Sexy prat. "
" Yeah right! "
" Stop denying your growing attraction for me, kitten. It will get you nowhere. "
" Keep dreaming ferret. " She tossed a sickle and a few knuts on the table, and headed up the stairs.
Oh yeah, she was mine.
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