Remorse
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  • Reads 7,074
  • Votes 77
  • Parts 11
  • Time 1h 12m
Ongoing, First published Jan 19, 2023
Mature
Although Lucy assumed this term at hogwarts would be the same as any old term the typical party on a weekend where way too much alcohol was consumed for anyone's liking. She was back with her friend group one in which was never a good influence. It also ment she had to spend yet another term hearing him moan and complain- Draco malfoy ever since year one the two had an ongoing hatred for each other which only got stronger as the years went by. Scarlet could never of expected what was to come.


"You don't understand how long I've waited for this" he spoke down her neck " traipsing around in those short skirts just begging for me to bed you over the common room table" his voice was tantalising. 

"Oh I bet you think about it a lot Malfoy, just wishing I'd let you touch me" I was still pushed against the common room wall, the cold cobbles sending shivers down my spine. 

"Your such a little whore Spencer" he spoke in a sharp tone "and you you know how whores are treated" he questioned. 

" enlighten me" 

"by getting on their knees"
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