Virulence

18+ READERS ONLY! Virulence contains sexual, graphic, and gruesome scenes! I will try to put warnings before chapters I feel may be triggering for some, but this is your blanket warning! Please read at your own discretion.

This combines the HP magical world with my own imagination. It doesn't follow the books or movies and my depiction of the characters may slightly differ from their original portrayal.

The story is currently still in progress, so no blurb - I'm more of a pantster - meaning I do not outline and tend to write on the fly which makes writing a blurb prior to publishing everything a bit difficult. But with that being said, here's a little preview:

"D, no." I protest, covering my foot with my hands. "Don't even think about it."

The slender tip of his wand points toward my foot, but with me blocking his target, he can't say the charm yet. His head stays tilted down, but he glares at me through bits of blonde. "Move your hands."

"No." I grip my foot tighter, gritting my teeth to fight back the yelp vibrating my vocal cords.

"You're not getting expelled over this. My mom can heal it when I get home."

He rolls his eyes. "Stop being so dramatic and let me heal you."

"No."

"Yes." He draws out the S with a hard hiss. "Move your hands or I'll make you move them."

My eyes narrow. "Is that a threat?"

"Did it sound like a bloody compliment?" He retorts, lifting a brow in challenge. Oh, no he didn't.

I flick my wrist, feeling the smooth, firm length of my wand click into my palm like an old friend and I nearly sigh.

I ease forward, my gaze unwavering and voice stern and low. "I'd love to see you try, Malfoy."

The words sound much smoother, much more provocative than I intend and those icy eyes flash as his head slowly lifts to mine. He grins, nothing short of menacing, and all I can think is "oh shit."