My Pet Mudblood

A Lonely Cell

(let it be known that this is a smut fanfic so please don't read if you aren't comfortable with that , also please comment so i can interact with you all<3)

It was no use trying to loosen the shackles, they were bound by powerful magic but that didn't stop you from squirming until your wrists and ankles were maimed red, only relieved by the cool marble floor.  The Malfoy manor cells were certainly an upgrade from Azkaban.

Curled up on the ground you wondered  how many days had it been now? You had lost count . By this point the death eaters surely would have won and yet here you were detained like a filthy animal.

The boy with silver eyes watched your struggle . Eyes drifting to your thighs up to your disheveled skirt revealing a shot of your underwear . How delightful it was for him to see you entangled with chains sprawled against the floor unable to move like prey amongst predator.

Only months ago you were laughing with your schoolmates in the grand hall whilst the quiet Slytherin lingered in the corner like a lost lamb, now even the anticipation of his presence made you shudder.

The cell bars wept a chilling song as he dragged his wand across them one by one; this had became a daily routine. First came the tune , the laugh that echoed throughout the dungeon and then the mockery.

"Oh you've made such a mess of yourself today , you're dirty"

There it was.

"I don't suppose you provide room service Draco?"

"very funny y/n, perhaps you can be my personal jester once this is all over"

You noticed where he was looking and quickly moved your legs out of view only to warrant yet another cackle from the boy . You hated him . You hated his family and all they stood for but at least you  knew there was still hope.

His pale hand and reached over to your hair through the bars , fingers entwined with your locks disturbed by a sudden pull . Eye to eye now with your abductor, his ice cold gaze was agonising as you watched his lips curl into a cruel smirk.

"Your only making this harder for yourself,  i've practically seen every part of you now. I know you love the little shows you give me" His ring glided against your forehead with ease , slicking your hair upwards .

Humiliation washed over you , cheeks burning. If only you weren't chained up.

You were vulnerable.

"Wouldn't a change in scenery be nice ? I've inquired for you to be moved somewhere more comfortable, somewhere you can show as much as you'd like."

He left the cell.

Touch had became so addictive since you arrived at the manor . It was the only sense of warmth you could feel . His hand caressing your face made bittersweet by the predicament you were in . Why did it feel so good ?.

And where the hell were you moving to?.