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Twisted round my finger (Asianxx91 & Skelace)

Lost Legacy

Lusting for the Dark
Joined
Feb 1, 2010
Location
Teetering on the Edge
Malfoy didn't feel like heading up to McGonigle's class for transfiguration today, so he roamed the black dank halls of the dungeon where his favorite classes were. "Who needs to know how to turn something into a bloody snail anyways. A bloody waist of my time." He just roamed the halls not really paying attention where he went as he laughed at all the smaller children that rushed around the halls trying to get to class.
 
Hermione and Ginny were walking together through the dungeons, going from one class and headed up to go and get some food. Somehow, they had ended up in one of the same potions class, and neither of them were really too great of friends with anyone else in the class. "Well, that wasn't so bad, as far as potions classes go." Ginny said, looking up to Hermione as she talked. "I think so, it could have been a lot worse." Hermione replied. They saw Malfoy up ahead, heading to the far side of the hall to do their best to avoid him.
 
Malfoy saw two familiar red heads down the hall and at first just wanted to give them the cold shoulder then when he realized they were alone he decided to have some fun. He began to follow them but stayed in the shadows just enough so whenever they looked back they would see him for only a moment then he would once again blend into the shadows of the lower halls.
 
Once they had walked by, Hermione glanced back again to make sure they were safely past him, but didn't see him when she looked back. She shrugged her shoulders. Oh well, guess he was gone quicker then she thought. It was one less problem for the two of them to worry about.
 
As Malfoy hid in the corners of the halls he began to play tricks on the girls. He began by levitating books out of there hands, and letting them and the papers they containted fall on the ground waiting in the shadows to see their reaction.
 
Ginny felt a book rise up out of her arm as she was carrying it. "Hey! What's going on?" she said, watching the book float up before falling to the ground. They looked around for anyone else who was in the hall, but it was completely empty now. Hermione had a book do exactly the same thing, she scrambled to pick it up. "The hell is happening?"
 
Malfoy kept in his laughter, as he watched the two from the darkness. He decided to up the ante a bit more. He then began to raise Ginny's robe high enough to expose her undergarments, then went to do the same to Hermione.
 
Ginny gasped as she felt the colder air on her body, her robes being lifted up. She put her hands over it quickly, covering herself. Hermione giggled softly, but was soon doing the same as she felt her robes being lifted as well. "Who's out there?" Hermione called. "We know someone's there."
 
Malfoy could no longer contain his laughter and slipped out of the darkness though with the dim lighting in the dungeons one could still not tell who he was. As soon as he could contain his laughter he spoke with his sly tongue, "Is there a problem here girls?"
 
Hermione looked around for the source of the voice, but because it was bouncing off the stone walls of the dungeon, she couldn't tell who it was. "Who ever you are, stop this!" she said frustrated. The two of them began walking around a little, trying to search for the person. The walls changed the sound of the voice just enough so that they couldn't tell who it belonged from, either.
 
Malfoy, quickly while they were distracted, took their books from their hands then threw them across the hall, readying himself so when they would bend down to pick them up, he would lift up their robes. He was enjoying the show that he was forcing the other two to put on and laughed saying, "What does it matter who I am?"
 
"Hey, don't throw my books!" Hermione said, going over and bending over to pick them up.

"It matters so then we can get back at you the worst way possible for doing something like this to us." Ginny said, going over and picking up her books as well, though she was not nearly as defensive of them as Hermione was, scooping them up under her arm.
 
"Oooo... the threats of a Weasley are soo.... not scary." He laughed again. As they bent over for the books he once again pulled up their robes though now he tried pulling it above their head.
 
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