melfinatheblue (melfinatheblue) wrote in malfoycentric, @ 2008-07-02 16:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | author: melfinatheblue, character: blaise, character: draco, character: lucius, character: severus, pairing: dm/bz, pairing: lm/ss, rating nc-17, slash, type: fic |
The Rule
Title:The Rule
Author/Artist:Melfina the Blue
Characters:Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Severus Snape, Blaise Zabini, and Pansy Parkinson
Rating:NC-17
Warnings: underage sexual experimentation, implied use of innocent vegetables for sexual activities, threeway (sort of), slash, and voyeurism of underage persons.
Word count:1685
Compliant to:DH
Notes:The Rule is not mine, and comes from here. I merely applied it to Slytherin.
Summary:If you and your friends can't decide what to do after one hour, then you must experiment sexually with one another.
There was a rule hanging on the wall of the Slytherin common room. This rule was, in fact, part of the House Charter, but at some point a head of house had decided it was a good idea to hang it on the wall and enforce it via spells. Most of the Slytherins used the rule as an excuse for sexual activities, but once in a while students would forget, and that's when the most interesting things happened...
Three of the fourth years lounged in the room. Draco, Pansy, and Blaise were all trying to figure out what to do on this stifling hot Saturday afternoon. They'd chased the younger students out, and almost all the older ones were either studying for exams or at the lake shore hoping for a breeze.
"I don't know. What do you want to do?" asked Blaise, looking at the other two.
"Well, you nixed all my ideas."
"Draco, it is far too hot to play Quidditch, or do anything that requires effort, really."
"Blaise, you are a wimp."
"Yeah, yeah, Draco. Now, what are we going to do? Pansy?"
"Well, it's too hot to go to Hogsmeade, and the squid has a pervy streak a mile long, so swimming's right out."
Blaise sighed.
"We really need to figure out what to do."
"I'm bored. You lot are useless," said Draco, stretching out his legs on the sofa.
"So sorry, your majesty. Honestly, Draco, you're a spoiled brat sometimes."
"What are we going to do?"
A loud gong rang through the common room. All three of them groaned.
"Damn, it's the rule."
"You complained, therefore you're the bottom."
"No, I'm not! I'm still sticky from last time."
Pansy giggled, and Draco glared at her.
"Oh come on, Draco, you loved it. And yum, Malfoy and honey."
"Pans, think of something else. We're not doing the honey thing again."
"Aw."
"Blaise, since you've shot down everything we suggested, I say it's all your fault and you're the bottom."
"Pansy?"
"That depends. Do I still get Malfoy and honey at a later date?"
"I'll consider it for your birthday."
"Fine. Blaise is the bottom."
Draco smirked at Blaise, who made a face.
"So, what's the plan? We've done honey, chocolate, whipped cream, and applesauce. I think we've pretty much covered the entire licking things off each other angle."
"What about bathing?"
"What? Draco, you're going to have to explain that."
"Well, it's hot, and a cool shower would be nice, right?"
"So you're suggesting we, what? Shower together?"
"Draco, that's stupid. I say we test to see if Blaise is gay."
"Wait a minute! I like women!"
"So? You could still be gay."
Draco leaned forward. Now this sounded interesting.
"How do we test Blaise, Pans?"
"Well, gay men like having things in their arse. So, we stick stuff in his arse and see if he likes it."
"You are NOT sticking anything in my arse."
"Chicken. You know what the punishment is for that."
"No. We're not, okay. That's off-limits. I am not kidding."
Snape watched the scene through the mirror in his quarters. He had never been able to find out who originally installed the observation mirror, but he found it invaluable, and occasionally quite enjoyable. It was always a bit thrilling to see his students exploring their sexuality, even if he would never dream of laying a finger on any of them. Though Merlin knew he found it hard to concentrate sometimes when Draco was sucking the end of his quill. He smiled as Zabini started undressing and completely failed to notice Lucius peering over his shoulder.
"Now that is really perverse, Severus."
"Lucius! How did you get in here?"
"The same way I always do. You need to look into better wards."
"And you need to look into knocking. What makes you think you can just come in here whenever you want..."
"And catch you spying on my son and his friends as they appear to be, exactly what are they doing?"
"They're abiding by the rule. The other two have decided to test Zabini to see if he's gay."
"And the way they're going about it, he's going to end up with internal injuries. What rule, by the way?"
"The one about deciding what to do before an hour is up or you have to experiment sexually with each other. It's on the wall in there."
Lucius chuckled.
"What exactly is so funny?"
"That was a prank."
"What?"
"That was a prank. I imperiused Slughorn into believing it was real, forged the charter, and put up the sign."
"WHAT!?! And you never thought to tell me this?"
"Figured the imperius would wear off sooner or later."
"Lucius Sulla Malfoy, you are the most irresponsible..."
Severus' sentence was cut off as Lucius pulled him out of the chair and threw him against the wall.
"Watch your boundaries, Severus," Lucius growled as he held Severus against the wall.
"And what are you planning to do if I don't?"
Lucius smiled coldly.
"I'm sure I can think of something. Now, what's the password for the common room?"
"What?"
"I feel I should step in before Zabini ends up in the infirmary."
"And your excuse will be?"
"I have a care package from 'Cissa. Password, now."
"Coney."
"Coney?"
"I was hungry."
"I will discuss things with you later."
Severus leered at Lucius.
"And get that look of your face. The point of being punished isn't to enjoy it."
"Are you sure?"
Lucius shook his head and walked out the door. Severus strengthened his wards and turned back to the mirror...
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Blaise had decided this was the worst idea ever. He did not like having Pansy's finger up there, and the large assortment of vegetables Draco was currently covering with butter made him extremely nervous.
"I don't like this, I promise. Can't we do something else?"
Pansy wiggled her finger around as she thought.
"Draco, are you done with the veggies yet? Cause I think this may only work if it's a guy doing it."
Draco scrunched up his face in disgust but moved over to the other side of Blaise and slipped his finger in as Pansy took hers out. He thought he felt something inside, and wiggled to get a better feel. He was extremely surprised when Blaise jumped and moaned.
"See, I told you it only worked if it was a guy!"
"Actually, Miss Parkinson, it matters little, so long as you hit a certain spot."
Draco, Pansy, and Blaise all turned to see Lucius Malfoy standing in the doorway. Pansy and Blaise blushed, and Draco paled.
"I can explain this, father. Really."
Lucius raised an eyebrow.
"I'm sure you could, but since it's rather obvious you three have no idea what you're doing, I'm going to look on this as an opportunity for education. Now, the spot Draco just hit inside... Zabini, is it?"
"Yes, sir."
"Well, Zabini, that's your prostate. And every male, whether gay or straight, finds someone or something pressing on their prostate extremely stimulating."
"So it doesn't mean I'm gay?"
"No. Someone who is gay likes the thought of other men, of being touched by them, and touching them. They also do not find women sexually attractive."
"Oh. So what's the clitoris?"
"Zabini, you get to figure that one out on your own. Or ask your mother."
"Told you I'm not gay!"
"Now, what exactly were you planning to do with these vegetables?" Lucius asked, picking up a rather large cucumber.
"Haven't the slightest, this was all Pans' idea, I had nothing to do with it," Draco said quickly.
Pansy hit Draco on the back of the head.
"Draco!"
"Ow!" said Draco, rubbing his head.
Lucius smiled.
"Why don't I return this to the kitchen on my way out? And Draco, remind me to have a long conversation with you when you get home. If you're going to start experimenting this early, there are a few things you should know. Chief among them being that fitting a cucumber of this size in any orifice should only be attempted by professionals. Otherwise you may do yourself an injury and I am sure that you have no desire to explain that sort of thing to Madame Pomfrey or your mother. Now, here's your care package, and do wash your hands before opening it. Your mother sends her love, and we'll see you at the train station."
"Father, you aren't planning on mentioning any of this to her, are you?"
Lucius smiled, put down the care package, and patted Draco on the head.
"There are some things your mother is far happier not knowing. I suspect this is one of those things. She'll forever see you as her little dragon, after all. Now, I'm off to return this to the kitchen."
Lucius hefted the cucumber thoughtfully and walked out of the common room. Draco relaxed and turned back to the other two.
"So, what are we going to do now?"
"Can it involve you removing your finger?"
"And here I thought you liked it when I did this..."
Draco wiggled his finger and Blaise gasped.
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Severus was enjoying the show when Lucius walked in, holding a large cucumber, a wicked look on his face.
"Is there something in particular you plan on doing with that?"
"I plan on teaching you a lesson. This seemed like a good instrument to do that with."
"So you consider yourself a professional?"
"Of course, Severus, of course. Now strip and the fun can begin."
Severus smiled and started to take off his clothes. The afternoon was suddenly looking like it was going to be very enjoyable indeed.