haruhiifowl
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"It's nice to see you again, Draco."
"Save your breath, Lim. The less you talk, the faster we get this over with." Draco snarled, his gaze traveling around the large and ominous room refusing to look at the once Gryffindor standing near him. "My distaste in muggle borns hasn't changed over the years. To think Zabini believes that you could ever amuse me-"
"I'm not here for your amusement, Draco." Draco's gaze snapped towards the female's as she slowly sat down in one of the plush velvet chairs. She crossed one leg over the other and gently rested her arms against the arm rests, tapping her fingers against the ebony ends. The action was so normal yet so sensual and tantalizing that it forced the air out of Draco's lungs. Since when had a muggle born, like Freya, force waves of seduction through his body?
Freya smiled sweetly towards him, her eyes becoming shadowed by her long lashes and the candles that had started to fade.
"You're here for mine...now be a good dog and kneel."
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A story where Draco Malfoy no longer holds the power of domination -- she does.