The Art Of Seduction (Draco Malfoy)

What Are You?

A/N: I do not own the Harry Potter Series, sadly. Because if I did, then Draco would be mine, no questions asked :P Anyways, I strictly own Scarlett Rosier and anyone else who is not in the book series.  It does contain a lot of adult content so be warned! 

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Draco Malfoy strutted through the crowd with Crabbe and Goyle in tow. The Hogwarts Express was ten minutes from departing and he was ready to start his fifth year at Hogwarts. After all, he was accorded to Slytherin Prefect this year. No surprises there. Draco was currently the smartest and most powerful Slytherin in the school, so of course he'd be awarded an honorary position such as this one. 

The Slytherin Prince, though Draco perferred King, was making his way onto the train when Sandy, one of his many girls, came running up to him. Draco paused, his expression was one of annoyance. He did not have time for little girls. He had his fun with her, now she needed to scram. Bloody women! Always wanting relationships. Draco felt disgusted by the idea. 

"Did you hear me, Draco?" Sandy waved her hand in front of his face.

Draco's cold, grey eyes snapped down to her brown ones. "It's Malfoy and no I did not hear you but I am perfectly certain that it was idiotic and a complete waste of my precious time."

Sandy pouted slightly. "But-"

"Goyle," Draco snapped his fingers. "Take this girl over there and explain throroughly on how I wish for her not to speak to me anymore and how we are not to keep in contact with one another, as of now. Any violation of this request shall result in immediate punishment." He paused and flash her his most famous smirk. "You wouldn't want to be the reason for Ravenclaw's disqualification in winning this year's house cup," he laughed. "Not that you'd stand a chance." 

With that being said, Draco climbed onto the train leaving a devestated Sandy crying, as she listened to an obedient Goyle. Draco crushed her heart but he did not care. It's what he did and everyone knew it. Girls like that throw themselves at him and then expect more. Unfortunately for them, that not how Draco Malfoy does things. 

But onto more important matters, such as himself. Draco then fixed his badge as he made his way down to the Prefect compartment of the train just as it began to move. He relunctantly sat down with the other Prefects as they discuss the tasks and who was getting them. Pansy and Draco got first round on the train, followed by Weasley and Granger. Draco still couldn't fathom as to why Weasley of all people got awarded to Prefect. As much as he'd hate to say it, but he was expecting someone else, someone like Potter. 

"Draco," Pansy pulled him out of his thoughts. "I'm suppose to check the front compartments while you do the rest."

Draco nodded dismissively and striaghtened out his Prefect badge with a slight smirk. He was already superior to everyone at Hogwarts but this badge was going to put him on a higher pesdestal as the rest of these scums watch him rise into power. He polished it once more with the sleeve of his brand new robe and then he began his task. 

The next thirty minutes were spent yelling at the lower classmen and rubbing in his Prefect position. The Gryffindors just spewed insults and much to their dismay, it resulted in the loss of a few house points. Draco was really loving his new found power. He was finally at the last compartment but was agitated to find that it was locked. He tried using his wand but the door would not buckle. He huffed and began pounding on the door but no answer came. Angry, he squinted his eyes through the compartment window.

Laying down, fast asleep, was a girl. She had fiery red hair that could rival the Weasleys and easily win. Her lips were a dark, sexy red color that contrasted nicely with her seemingly soft pale skin. She looked devine and her slightly pink cheeks made her look flawless. Draco gulped involuntarily as his eyes casted down her incredibly hot body. She was not wearing a robe but instead a very sexy black blouse that was one shoulder and hung down lowly revealing just enough cleavage. It was paired up with a pair of deliciously tight jeans and some dangerously high heel boots. Who was this girl?

After a while she must have felt his presence because her eyes opened slowly, revealing two very bright and vibrant blue eyes. They snapped upwards toward Draco and a smirk graced her soft features, making her face very seductive. She stood up slowly, his eyes drinking in every inch of her body as she unlocked the door. Draco immediately regained his bad boy demeanor although, her unbelievably gorgoues face made him stumbled a bit on what to say.

Taking a deep breath, he went with his instincts. "Why was the door locked?" he snapped.

She smirked playfully. "Because I locked it."

Draco's mouth hung open for a second. This girl had a smart mouth, that much was evident. He tried to think of something witty but failed. "I am the Slytherin Prefect." He gestured proudly towards his impeccably shiny badge. "I am very powerful around here so you better show me some respect. Who are you? I'd say my name but," Draco's smirk returned. "You probably already know  it."

The girl stared at him blankly. "Well, I don't know, a git who disturbed my precious nap?"

Draco growled. "No! I am but of course Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. Now what are you?"

She smirked once again and it was starting to annoy him, albiet he did the same frequently. But that still gave her no right to look at him like that. Her dazzling white teeth shining at him and her eyes. Those amazingly blue eyes made him want her right then and there. But first, he must show her who's boss.

"Well?" he demanded. "Let's have it? What do they call you?"

The girl chuckled. "I am but of course Rosier, Scarlett Rosier." Draco's face grew hot. She was mocking him. She bowed. "Not at your service." Draco clenched his fist. She then turned serious. "And if  you must know then here it is. I am new here, yes but do not make the mistake of assuming that I am weak. I am Scarlett Rosier and I shall not bow down to the first idoit I see."

"Listen girl-"

"No you listen BOY! I have been very well informed and I do NOT require your assitance, Mr. Prefect." Scarlett paused, almost assessing him. Draco was used to it by now but girls usually tried to hide it. No, this one was different.

"Hmm..." she continued. "I guess you're pretty hot but I don't need you right now. Maybe later we can have some fun but for now I wish to be alone." She turned around. "You are dismissed!" She slammed the door closed, leaving Draco stunned.

Did that really just happen?