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The Heir of Voldemort (Naomi David x SithLordOfSnark)

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Naomi David

Supernova
Joined
May 24, 2013
Location
Kentucky
Name Mary Morgenstern
Age 17
White
Virgin
34 DD
Black Hair
Gold Eyes
5'8

Mary Morgenstern was not eager at all about starting her last school year. She was not happy to have switched schools yet again. First year through third year she was happy at Durmstrang. Relatively creepy, super cold, but stable. She learned how to speak, read, and write Russian, Bulgarian, and German there. Then she was shipped off to Beauxbatons in France. Nice change of pace, really pretty, and she learned how to speak, read, and write French and Spanish there. She spent her fourth through sixth years there. And now, for whatever reasons she wasn't told, she had to finish up her education at Hogwarts in Scotland.

All she had to her name was her school books, school clothes, and a top of the line broom. All she knew was that she had a very wealthy and generous benefactor that she had never ever met before. At least, not that she remembered. She was an orphan, a bastard. Or as the popular term was that mundanes used today... Foster child. She never knew her parents, never met them. She didn't know she was the bastard daughter of the most feared Dark Wizard of all time, Lord Voldemort.

She was hiding alone in her own compartment on the train. What was so humiliating about this whole fucking thing was that she had to be Sorted with the first years. Great way to start off the school year. As if she didn't have a hard enough of a time trying to keep her past and her little abilities hidden. Turning into smoke was one of them. Speaking to snakes was another. She later learned that that ability was called Parseltongue. Turning into shadow was another. That one was fun. Walking through walls was another. All of those abilities tended to freak people out, so she never openly talked about them. She hated the reputation of being the school freak. She got made fun of enough for being the school prodigy.
 
Draco had been trying to find a private compartment to hide out in until the train arrived in Scotland, but what he wasn't expecting when he opened the door to the compartment, hoping it was unoccupied, was the busty teenager that was actually seated inside. "Sorry..I thought this was empty.." The blond Slytherin told her as he turned to leave again, but he couldn't get the girls boobs out of his mind, to be honest. When he turned to leave, he decided against it and turned back to look at her. "Are you okay? You seem lost in thought.." He spoke, not knowing who she was or why she was going to Hogwarts when she was definitely old enough to be finishing her schooling off at whatever school she'd been in before, for her first six years.
 
Mary blinked, her almost luminous golden eyes staring at him. In a way, they almost seemed reptilian, because no human eyes could naturally be that shade of gold. Little did she know it was a token of her own infernal blood. It seemed to take a moment for her to register Draco's presence. She spoke,"I'm fine. Just mildly annoyed I've been made to go to all of the various Wizarding schools around Europe. I've been to Durmstrang and Beauxbations for the normal school year and the American institution Ilvermorny for all of my summers. That and I have to be Sorted alongside the first years, which is really humiliating." To be fair, Ilvermorny was a lot of fun, she had learned wandless magic there. She looked like she was shimmering around the edges, like she was a ghost, though she was far from being dead, even though she could walk through walls like one. She pushed some of her black hair behind her ears, and when moving her hair, she noticed her hands were shimmering a little bit, and with proper concentration, normalized her appearance. She looked like she belonged on a mundane runway being a model, such were her good looks. Her wand was under her sleeve, a delicate foot long wand made of yew wood and had a phoenix feather as well. The little old man that sold it to her in Diagon Alley nearly had a heart attack when it was sold to her. Reason was because there were only two other wands in existence that shared the exact same core as hers. He had also just sold one of the wand's brothers a few hours prior to her arrival to his shop. That is to say, the cores all came from the same Phoenix.
 
Turning to look at her, Draco had considered just keeping on his way out of the car, but she had spoken in response to his question, so he figured there was no harm in staying and talking to her. With a smile, he walked into the car and sat on the couch next to her. "I was wondering why you were just starting at Hogwarts, since I've never seen you before and I know everyone there." He extended a hand, his own wand visible just under his robe as he waited for her to shake his hand. "I'm Draco. Malfoy." He introduced himself. "And yeah, I know how you feel.. I mean, I've been going to Hogwarts since my first year, but I know a couple people that have been travelling from school to school." He told her.
 
She saw his wand, and she shook his hand none the less. On her other side where he wasn't sitting, a folded Daily Prophet was there, describing some of Voldemort's crimes and the like. She spoke,"Mary Morgenstern, bastard orphan. I wished my benefactor, whomever he or she is, whomever they may be, would have let me finish at Beauxbatons or Ilvermorny or even Durmstrang, but no, one last school." She spoke, in a manner of way, sending feelers out,"Do you have parents, a family? I have none of that. I envy those who do." She was glad to have somebody to talk to. Most made fun of her for having no parents or for being so intelligent. Or were in awe of her athletic abilities at Quidditch. She was still in her mundane clothes, she needed to change into her Hogwarts clothes soon enough. She'd do that when Draco left. Or she'd change in front of him, she didn't care.
 
"My parents died when I was young." Draco lied to her. He wasn't proud of who his father was, having been a permanent fixture at Azkaban for as long as the blond cold remember, so he figured a lie was the best way to go. "You don't even know who your parents are?" He asked her as he decided to take a seat, not wanting to make her uncomfortable by simply standing at the door as if he couldn't wait to leave.
 
She had a sad face for a moment, and she spoke,"Have family members or family friends raised you since? Or heavens forbid, did you get put into an orphanage like me?" She was glad he decided to take a seat next to her. She properly shut the door, and drew the shades down. She spoke,"Nope. No idea who my parents are. For all I know my Mother died at birth and Father couldn't bear with the pain and gave my up for I might have been a reminder of Mother. I'd like to think that they couldn't keep me, so they gave me up hoping that I'd have a better life than if I stayed. But really, all I have is a wealthy and generous benefactor. As soon as I was old enough to join the Quidditch team at Durmstrang in my second year, I got my first broom, a Nimbus 2001. Then the next year, my benefactor asked for the broom back and I got a Firebolt. Then as soon as the next generation Firebolt came out, um right around my sixth year at Beauxbatons ending, the Firebolt Supreme, I handed in my Firebolt." She continued to speak, highly animated now that somebody was being kind and talking to her,"I can play all positions. Beater, Chaser, Seeker, Keeper... All of them. I'm great at all of them. But enough about me, do you play Quidditch too?"

She calmed down some, and began to strip. Not intentional to arouse him, but she needed to get dressed in her Hogwarts clothes. Her almost exotically tanned skin seemed like such an odd match up to her raven hair and golden eyes. Soon all she was left in was her white silk bra and white silk underwear. She found her uniform in her suitcase above her, and she pulled it out, and she was slowly getting dressed in it. She spoke,"You seem nice enough. I bet you are so popular!"
 
As Mary stripped in front of him, Draco's jaw dropped and he couldn't take his eyes off of her. "Quidditch? No, I don't play.." Not that he hadn't before, but he never usually got picked for things like that, especially when certain people were chosen as Captain. He tried to avert his gaze so as not to look at her half naked body. "Popular? Me?" He couldn't help but chuckle at that. "Truthfully.. nobody likes me much.." He shrugged his shoulders. "Well, there are Goyle and Crabbe, but I'm not really sure they count." He shrugged his shoulders.
 
She spoke,"Shame. You look like you'd be a good Seeker. I'd love to play Quidditch with you, be it on your team or against you." She was smirking, she knew he was staring at her while she changed. She spoke,"Well, I like you. You are behaving very mature in my near naked presence. So aside from this Crabbe and Goyle, you have me now." She finished changing into her Hogwarts uniform, and she stretched, gently stroking her wand. To her, it was perfect.
 
"Thank you. I was a little surprised you didn't tell me to leave so you could get changed.." While Draco was acting mature, he definitely had a hardon, and he couldn't hide it from her. "A gorgeous girl like you shouldn't be getting naked in front of near strangers.." He told her, trying to hide the grin on his face.
 
"If we as a society cannot react civilly when either gender shows a little bit of skin, though obviously in my case, I showed a lot of skin, then we are all doomed." she replied firmly. She saw how aroused she was, and she smirked, and spoke,"Well new friend, if you're really lucky this year, or after we graduate, you might see the rest of me, absolutely no clothes at all." He was taking this very well, and she liked it. One day perhaps, she would simply do more than just get naked for her new friend. He was good looking, seemed smart enough, seemed like a good genetic match if they procreated later on. But an important question had to be asked, and she dove right on, getting serious,"What are your opinions on pure bloods, half bloods, and Mundane borns?" British called mundanes Muggles, the Americans called them No-Majs, and she called them mundanes.
 
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"If we as a society cannot react civilly when either gender shows a little bit of skin, though obviously in my case, I showed a lot of skin, then we are all doomed." she replied firmly. She saw how aroused she was, and she smirked, and spoke,"Well new friend, if you're really lucky this year, or after we graduate, you might see the rest of me, absolutely no clothes at all." He was taking this very well, and she liked it. One day perhaps, she would simply do more than just get naked for her new friend. He was good looking, seemed smart enough, seemed like a good genetic match if they procreated later on. But an important question had to be asked, and she dove right on, getting serious,"What are your opinions on pure bloods, half bloods, and Mundane borns?" British called mundanes Muggles, the Americans called them No-Majs, and she called them mundanes.
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"I hate Mudbloods." That wasn't totally true, since he had, for awhile, had a bit of a crush on Hermione Granger, but Mary didn't need to know. Pure bloods are good though." He tried taking his mind off the idea of seeing her fully naked, because he needed to get rid of the hardon he'd been sporting.
 
She gave him a disgusted look, and she spoke,"And why do you hate Mundane-borns?" Mundanes had a word for people that hated others solely because of their race. Well, ethnicity was a better word. Racist was that word. She wasn't sure if an equivalent word existed in the Wizarding World. She wanted to understand his motives. People weren't born to hate people. they were taught to hate. So who taught him his hatred of Mundane-borns? The conductor announced that the train would be arriving at Hogwarts soon, and the riders should get ready to get off.
 
Draco went silent for a moment when he heard the voice of the announcer and he turned to look silently at her. "I honestly never really thought about it, to be honest. I guess they just get on my nerves.." He told her as he brushed his tongue over his lips and he smiled at her. "I hope you're not offended by that.." He said softly, looking down at his feet.
 
"If you ever go to America, don't come with views like that. Specially in New York. You'll get your ass kicked." she spoke gently. Oh, they had their rich pureblood families, and half bloods, and mundane borns, but everybody was accepting in the American wizarding society. Views like that were not tolerated. The train came to a stop, and the adults started rounding up the first years. She made a face, knowing she had to go with the runts. She spoke,"See you later, Draco. Might be Sorted into your House, never know." She walked by him as she got up, putting an extra sway to her hips, hoping he'd enjoy the extra chance to look at her shapely rear.

She made her way to the boats with the first years. It was so humiliating, and she got a few funny looks, but off sailing on the lake she went with the first years. She was impressed when she saw Hogwarts castle. God, the place was magnificent and it reminded her of Ilvermorny in all of its greatness. She loved staying in America. The Americans were really nice people. She could feel the excitement, it ran through their group like an electrical current. She got out of her boat with the others when they made it to shore, and they were escorted into the Great Hall, where everybody was. Students and staff alike. There was a stool in the middle, and a really raggedy old hat on it. She fought the urge to wrinkle her nose. it looked filthy. Then the Hat began to talk, well, it sounded more like screaming.

The Heir of Slytherin has returned to Hogwarts!

The Dragon and the Snake shall become one to face our greatest threat!

The Snake shall realize who and what she is, and face it with bravery worthy of Gryffindor House!

The Snake will do away with her greatest secret to save the Dragon from a long fall!

The Dragon and the Snake shall be victorious in their trials, but not without cost!

The silence over the Hall was palpable. The teachers looked worried. Students looked terrified. Especially the older students. She'd need to ask about that later. She wanted to start dissecting this immediately, but her name was called. Mary Morgenstern. She walked up to the stool and the Hat as bravely as she could, with as much dignity on her face as possible. She sat down on the stool, the hat was placed on her head. Immediately, the Hat began to whisper in her ears... "Hmmm, difficult. Very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see, worthy of the house of Gryffindor. A good deal of cunning too, worthy of the house of Slytherin... Honest to a fault, worthy of the House of Hufflepuff... Wise beyond the years of somebody who just reached the age of wizarding majority, very worthy of the house of Ravenclaw... You belong in all of the Houses.... You're harder to place than Harry Potter, and he's in your year too... So where to put you..." The Hat picked up her whispers of,"I don't care where I go, I just want to make friends and make my House proud..." The Hat spoke,"Better be... RAVENCLAW!" Immediately, the table on her farthest left erupted into cheers. She took the Hat off, and made her way to that table. She sat down, glad it was over. Soon, other first years began to get placed. Harry Potter was a name everybody knew, wizards and witches all over the world knew who he was. The Boy Who Lived. The one who survived a Killing Curse. The one who sent Voldemort packing, and he was only a baby at the time.
 
Draco couldn't take his eyes off Mary's ass as she walked away and he then entered the Great Hall behind her and sat at the Slytherin table. When he heard the Sorting Hat, he wondered what it all meant and she got placed into Ravenclaw. He couldn't believe his only other friend aside from Crabbe and Goyle was with ...them. He snorted slightly as he got sorted as well, into Slytherin as usual. He had been through this every year and he still wasn't sure why the people who had been going here all their school life still had to be sorted.

He glanced towards Mary again, wondering if he'd ever get a chance to see her again, now that they were in warring houses.
 
Mary was so very bored as people finished Sorting. Sure the food was good and all, but she wanted to have fun with her new friend Draco. She looked around. Everybody was eating and talking and she had already eaten her fill... Nobody was looking her way, she simply dissolved into shadow... She simply made her way to the table where Draco was eating at the Slytherin table. She waited till nobody was looking her new friend's way, and she reformed behind him. She got up close and personal to him, and whispered in his ear,"Boo! Hey new buddy, wanna scram?"
 
Jumping almost right out of his chair when Mary appeared behind him, he arched a brow. "How did you do that? Jesus." Draco mumbled lightly as he nodded his head. "Sure. Anything is better then hanging out here." He picked up a cookie and stood, waiting for her to lead the way to wherever she wanted to go.
 
She had a child like look of joy on her face, and she spoke,"I might tell you my tricks one day. But today isn't one of them." She took hold of his right wrist, since his left hand had the cookie, and was almost yanking him along. Not out of malice, but excitement. She spoke,"Know any secret places in the castle where we can goof off?" The way her voice sounded it sounded like she wanted to do far more than mess around.
 
Draco arched a brow at her words and shrugged his shoulders. "There are plenty of places.. why don't I just give you the tour?" He asked with a smile as he admired her rear as she was slightly in front of him. He followed along, to see where they could go.
 
She eagerly replied,"Yeah, give me the tour!" If one looked closely enough, shadows in the hallway they were in seemed to bend towards her, almost as if trying to follow her. She spoke,"There's tons of secrets in the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons castles, and even more in the Ilvermorny castle! I'm sure I've found them all, and I can't wait to find out all of the secrets to this place with your help, Draco!" Her childlike joy was so genuine, she never really had a real friend before. The way her ass moved, the way her whole body moved, and since he had seen her almost entirely naked, it wouldn't be too hard for him too imagine her soft body impaled upon his cock.
 
Draco couldn't help but admire her ass as she bounced along, feeling how hard he was becoming just from the thoughts he was having about the busty girl. He followed silently behind her. "Where do you want to start.. my dorm?" He asked, only able to think about having her bent over while he slammed inside of her. He waited for her to answer, his eyes going back to her ass.
 
She turned around, and gave him the mother of all mischievous grins. There was clear desire in her eyes. She wanted him, and she spoke, her voice was tinged with lust, but not so much to the point where she sounded like a whore,"Well then, you lead the way now!" Her facial cheeks had color now, a soft delicate red from excitement.
 
At her tone of voice, Draco smiled. He could tell that she wanted him, and he was glad, so he lead her up the stairs to Slytherin and towards his dorm room, holding the door open for her so he could admire her bottom as she walked into the room ahead of him.

"You're really sexy." He told her, checking out her ass as he followed her inside.
 
She took in all the sights around her, memorizing this one path to the Slytherin dormitory. Not that it mattered, she could always roam around in the middle of the night as a shadow and smoke and walk through walls. She happily walked through the door. She was under the impression that all the dorms were guarded by a portrait or something. It was like that at Durmstrang and Beauxbatons. She smiled when he called her sexy. She shimmied out of her outer robe, and she spoke,"You have no idea how much that means to me. I get made fun of for being the school freak or the school prodigy." In the next breath, she continued,"You are really handsome, I hope you know that." She began to strip off her clothes.
 
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