HP: In The Magical World As Draco Malfoy

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I placed a soft, lingering kiss on her lips. Marvelous, I thought even as I stunned her with a low-powered stunner, then put her head carefully on the table in a sleep pose.

I didn't bother about fixing the state of her clothes. After all, they were already messy when I arrived.

Then, I put her hand under her panties, canceled the spells on the environment that I used to make it look like Hogwarts before starting to browse the shelves for the useful books.

The book hunt was much more fun, considering I had eye candy to observe whenever I got bored.

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Tired after my adventure, I went directly to the bed, and spent the morning focused on my magical studies.

My magical abilities were increasing at an impressive speed, maybe due to the effect of the two disconnected perspectives, maybe due to the elder wand, but nevertheless, I managed to learn a lot of arcane magics from Malfoy and Black library, getting them right after a couple of tries, despite most of them requiring months of training for a normal wizard.

Curses and hexes of untold destructive potential flowed from my wand unrestricted, all while barely draining my power.

Still, I wasn't sure I could fight against Voldemort. At least in a fair fight, which I had no intention of experiencing.

With most of my plans in a standby, the day after passed the same, only with a brief break where I sent tonight's attire to Fleur.

When the clock struck seven, I was already in the living room of the vacation home, waiting for Fleur's arrival.

This time, there was no potion waiting for her, I wanted to test the limits of her training.

When she arrived, she was wearing the bulkiest robe I have ever seen, her arms wrapped around to provide extra protection.

That view excited me instead of disappointing. After all, there a reason for her apparent vulnerability, likely the fact that what lied underneath was much different than her usual mode of dress.

She walked inside, her steps indecisive. "Why don't you remove your coat and relax," I offered, confident that she was smart enough to recognize the order.

She didn't disappoint, walking towards the coat hanger shakily, her hands visibly trembling as she unbuttoned her robe. Then, she removed it, revealing her body clad in my gift.

"Marvelous," I exclaimed even as I slowly dragged my gaze from bottom to top.

She was wearing high-heeled black leather boots that climbed to the middle of her thighs, a fishnet taking the mission to cover her legs after that, if a bit unsuccessfully.

My gaze climbed upwards, reaching to her bottom, covered only for a certain interpretation of the word due to the thong I picked, again in black like rest of her clothes.

Her belly was covered with the leather corset, which ended just before her breasts, leaving the task of hiding her body to her lacy bra, which, like her thong, wasn't really successful in its given task.

To top it all, her face, looking erotic despite the undecided expression, her lipstick midnight black to match the rest of her clothing.

I called her closer with a twitch of my finger, until she was standing in front of me, then I did a circle.

Her blush intensified, but she nevertheless completed the twirl, putting her whole body to my attention.

"Beautiful, simply exquisite," I said. She said nothing, but the smile that bloomed on her face despite her best effort to contain hidden showed her satisfaction.

"Why don't you take a seat," I said, and she moved towards the seat next to me, but stopped when I patted my lap.

Her blush intensified, but she still sat down on my knee, away from my crotch. It was a situation I had no intention of suffering.

So I wrapped my arm around her corset covered belly and pulled, enjoying her squirm, as her ass slid over my shaft, already erect thanks to the exquisite view generated by her.

"So," I murmured into her ear, her back pressing against my chest. "Did you like my gift."

She moved in her place a bit more, uncomfortable by being questioned, but I didn't let her skip the question, squeezing her thigh hard.

"I did," she managed to whisper.

"Good girl," I said, patting her leg as an approval, which interestingly caused her to sit straighter. "So, tell me, how do you feel while dressed in those clothes."

Again, the answer came delayed, and only after a bit of coaxing from me in terms of squeezing her leg, this time closer to her core. "It feels … good," she whispered.

"Tell me in detail," I said even as my hand, which was busy squeezing her legs earlier, slid to her inner thigh, and started rubbing softly.

She moaned softly, surprising me just how much could be achieved by correct selection of an attire.

"I felt ashamed at first, like naked. But I continued watching myself in the mirror, and at some point, I started to feel pride, exploring a side of me I hadn't know it existed." She stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath. "And it felt good, like I was finally complete…"

It wasn't an opportunity to be missed, so my fingers climbed upwards until they were caressing the edge of her thong.

She gasped, loud enough to surprise herself, and her hand reached towards mine in an attempt to stop me.

"No," I whispered, no inflection in my tone, mostly because I wanted to test my control over her.

A clear order, she would have followed, but a comment barely above a whisper was a different story.

Nevertheless, she followed my command, her hand fell back to the side.

"Good girl," I whispered as I leaned forward, putting a small kiss on her neck. Her shivers were tastier than any nectar.

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