Fan Fiction ❯ Indecent Betrothal ❯ Indecent Betrothal ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Pissed as all hell, the tall raven-haired girl stormed through the ominous corridors of Hogwarts castle after stumbling upon a rather unsettling scene. The pretty Slytherin prefect had been doing her rounds when low and behold she should find her boyfriend of just over a year, Blaise Zabini, locked in the sack with none other than the Gryffindor skank, Hermione Granger. The ice queen had somehow managed to bed and bread her gorgeous boyfriend behind her back and she was going to pay.


**Flashback**

"What the fuck is going on here???" she screamed at the top of her tiny lungs, "What the fuck are you doing in our bed with the mudblood Zabini??"

"Sira! Nasira its not what it looks like!" Blaise swallowed hurriedly. It was well known how volatile his girlfriend's temper could be and he was scared for his life…rather the life of his friends below the belt. "Nasira do you really think I would cheat on you?"

Nasira Dante, 17-year-old Slytherin beauty, simply stared as tears welled in her magenta eyes. "Obviously you just did Blaise." She glared at Hermione with a menacing glare in her eyes. "I hope you're happy Granger. You just destroyed me!"

Hermione said nothing, only stared at Nasira with a contented and satiated smile as she leaned back into the soft emerald pillows on the bed.

Fighting the temptation to pull out her wand and hex the pair of them into oblivion, Nasira turned and ran out of the room, tears pouring in torrents down her creamy skin. Blaise and she had planned to get married after graduation that year, start a family, but it looked as though both of those plans had changed rather rapidly. Picking up her pace, Nasira began an all out bolt down the castle halls.

**Present**

"I'm so stupid, I should have known that something like this would happen. I must not be good enough for him!" she was screaming and crying back in her dorm room with her best friend Kadyet Lestrange-Porter. "Kay I should have known!"

Kadyet just held the shaking girl tightly and comforted her. She was a girl of few words, infact she didn't much use her words. Standing at an amazing 6 feet tall and weighing only 130 pounds, she was only slightly intimidating. All intimidation aside, Kadyet would drop everything if any of her friends were in need, it was just who she was and she never spoke, only listened and offered her shoulder as solace to the miserable soul. Cradling her friends shaking body, she couldn't help but want to kill Blaise. Zabini was her cousin and she had spent a good portion of most summers watching him woo her best friend and then flirt non-stop with other girls. The guy was a playboy, no two words about it.

"Kay, we were going to get married, have a family!" she sobbed bitterly, "I was a fool to believe him! I'm so stupid I swear! All the signs were there…all the…the flirting!" she shrieked.

It was at this point that Kadyet finally chose to speak what she was thinking to her best friend. "Nasira that's enough!" she shook her friend firmly, "We knew my cousin was a prick okay. I didn't want to interfere but we did know that this would happen!" She watched as Nasira's spirit fell even further at this.

"Aw did the pretty bint finally lose her little charade?" came the shrill voice of the Slytherin slut, Pansy Parkinson, followed by the titters of her crew. "Such a shame, caught him in the kit with another girl didn't you?" She waited to see if either girl would react. "I wonder who it could have been?"

Kadyet would have loved nothing more than to have jumped up and aided her friend against the verbal abuse being launched at her, but wasn't given more than a fraction of a second to think.

"You bitch, you fucking bint! How dare you speak to me like that!" Nasira had launched herself at Pansy, knocking her flat backward. Aiming her diamond studded manicure at the wretches face, she thought cunningly to herself and smirked most evilly at the other girl. "Your right Parkinson, I did catch him with another girl…" she raked her nails lightly across Pansy's face, "…but not just any girl…Gryffindor's Head too!" she wound up and full-armed slapped Pansy across the face.

"GRANGER?!" she screamed shrilly, "YOU CAUGHT HIM WITH GRANGER?"

"The one and only Pansy…" Nasira stood firm with the cheeky smile still intact. She laughed wickedly as Pansy stormed out of their dorm cursing out Hermione Granger with as many words as she could. "Well I don't think that could have gone any better…do you Kadyet?"

Kadyet simply smiled and hugged Nasira. "Couldn't have…but if you don't mind, I'm off to see Kalan. I was supposed to meet him just before you came in. Ciao bella!" she sauntered out of the room and leapt out of the portrait hole with a sweep.

**
It was not common knowledge to all that Kaydet Lestrange was infact Kadyet Lestrage-Porter, new bride to fellow Slytherin 7th year, Kalan Porter. The pair of them had been close friends since childhood and had begun to become increasingly attached to the other around the beginning of their 2nd year. During the middle of 6th year Kalan had proposed and during that summer, Nasira Dante, Francesa Yasbe and Kataina Wright stood witness to the wedding of Kaydet and Kalan. A marvelous event and something that she had truly deserved, it was also the night that she had caught Blaise flirting with Granger. Since she was the Head Girl of Gryffindor, she was, as well as the other staff members from Hogwarts, invited to witness the event. She had wandered to the back to get away from the noise and had heard some rustling. Tip-toeing to the bushes where the noise was coming from, she was shocked to find a very red-faced Hermione and a half-naked Blaise.

**
Shaking herself out of her reverie, Nasira cleaned herself up with a simple Scourgify aimed at her body, and decided that the others might suspect something if she was not present for dinner. She dashed out of the dorm room without watching and was stunned when she ran head on into a fellow Slytherin.

"Ow! Jesus!" came an annoyed voice from the floor. A tall blonde-haired teen looked at her with stormy grey eyes. It was none other than the heartthrob of Slytherin, Draco Malfoy. "Nasira you really need to watch where you are running…"

"Malfoy! Merlin, I'm so sorry I wasn't watching I've had a hell of a day…" she sputtered with her face flushed.

Draco watched her facial expressions with a cross between something like awe and amusement. There was no denying her beauty, that flowing black hair, those frightening magenta pools and those…legs. The girl was all leg, and she knew it. She showed them off with pride, her creamy skin enticing even the most chaste and reserved of men.

"…That's to say I mean, I caught…" she was still going.

"I know, I already got Blaise on that. The mudblood, how disgusting…" It was well known how much the Slytherins disliked anyone who wasn't of pure blood. Only the purest got into Slytherin and they were usually very proper, coming from ancient wizarding families. Pure wizarding families were very hard to find now a days, since most were followers of Voldemort and were either captured or killed by Aurors. Such was the fate of both Nasira and Draco's fathers, as well as numerous other members of their families. Xavier Dante and Lucius Malfoy were two of the Dark Lord's most trusted Death Eaters and both were currently sitting in Azkaban under the watch of the Dementors.

"I agree, the least he could have done is had a go round with Pansy. Even that would have been better than Her." Nasira tied her long hair up with the emerald ribbon that had had tied around her wrist. "As far as I'm concerned Blaise does not deserve the honor of being a member of this noble house."

"Nasira," Draco began his proposition, "Love, why don't we stay up here for supper tonight. I can send for things to be brought up, we must spend more time together what with us being housemates and all." His proposition, he hoped, would show her how much he admired her beauty and spirit and he prayed that she'd say yes.

"Draco…" Nasira breathed causing Draco's heart to miss a beat. She put her hand on his gently, "…that would be wonderful."

He was ecstatic and set immediately about setting up their private dinner. Since Malfoy was the Head Boy, he had a private dormitory and area in another wing of Hogwarts so he could positively ensure that they would have no interruptions.

**
Downstairs, in the room of requirement, Kadyet sat chuckling to herself maliciously. She had finally gotten word that Draco and Nasira would be sharing dinner in the private Head dorm. Kalan sat down behind her and slipped her tank top off her shoulders, kissing wherever his fingertips brushed.

"So it worked then I take it?" he murmured into her neck as she gently rolled her head to give him access to more skin.

"Uh huh, so it would seem love…Draco nearly died when I asked him…it was so peculiar…" she sighed as she moved her hair off to the side.

"Well, all things considered, Draco is close to being one of my most trusted friends and so we've all sat there and listened to him bitch about how Blaise was such a prat and didn't deserve a gal like Nasi…enough about them, I think its time for us to have some fun!!" With that last statement, he pulled her tank top right off and began to massage her spine as he laid her down on the silken sheets of the bed provided by the room. Tugging off his t-shirt, he rolled her onto her back so that she could look him in the face.

"Kalan," she whispered as his hot breath trailed her neck and ears, "Oh Merlin why do you torture me like this!" she moved her hands up to caress his lower spine with her tiny manicured nails. "Don't tease!"

Kalan smiled gently and began to kiss her neck as he softly sang in her ear, "Lady, I'm your night in shining armour, and I love you…" Moving slowly from her ear to her collar bone, he darted his tongue out to gently soothe her as he nipped and nibbled. Listening her to moans and watching her writhe beneath him only drove him more mad than he was already going. Turning to the often neglected, creamy globes below her collar bone, Kalan took one rosy nipple in his mouth and manipulated it gently between his teeth and lips.

Kadyet cried out in pleasure as her body under went the most erotic siege at her lovers' hands. The shivering rush she got from his smooth hands was as gentle as it was erotic, sending waves of chills up and down her spine, making her lose her senses of time and space. Kadyet felt as though she were flying. Entwining her long, narrow fingers in Kalan's luxurious silken curls, she gently massaged his scalp with her tiny nails, hoping that this moment would never end. "Don't stop, ever…"

"Never love, I never will…" dragging his hot lips even further, he found himself at a loss. "Now what ever am I going to do about these love?" he snickered, indicating the lacy black boyshort panties that were hugging her creamy butt. "Perhaps I should do this!" Using his teeth and gentle lips, he brought the panties down and nestled his head at the warm apex of her tiny thighs. Inhaling deeply, he ran his tongue up her hot core, tasting her, watching the pleasured anguish that crossed her face.

Kadyet cried out into the open room, knowing that no one would hear her but Kalan. The things he was doing to her body were unbelievable; his soft caress only adding to the intense heat that was pooling rapidly in her loins. Moving one hand from his hair, she gripped the sheets as she pushed her hips onto his waiting and eager tongue. "Merlin, oh Merlin! Ohh………" came her choked cries.

Not wanting her to be done before they even began, Kalan placed a chaste kiss on the surging heat that he had tasted, and moved back up her body. Sliding one hand behind her head, he brought her gently up to kiss him as her skillful hands and long legs aided her in the quick removal of his satin boxers.

"Kalan, please, I think I've waited long enough…you've teased me to the edge now please…" She kissed him, gently prying his lips open with her tongue and so it began. She placed her hands on his broad shoulders and hugged him to her as they explored each others mouth and arched her back as she felt his hand caress its way gently to her hip.

"Are you ready love?" he asked softly, taking into consideration that they had only been together a few times since they were together. "Shall we?" Her only response was to push her hips into his as she kissed him again. That signal was the last push he needed.

Positioning himself to enter her with as little pain as possible, he slid into her, holding her lips in a locking kiss to ease her pain. She was still as tight as when he had first taken her virginity during their 6th year.

Kadyet resisted the urge to cry out as her insides were stretched in a combination of extreme pleasure and twisting agony. As he began to thrust into her, she began to adjust and matched every thrust while rocking her hips. His breath was hot on her goose-pimpled skin, his kiss even hotter. The heat being created between the two of them radiated in a glow of absolute love. His movements were precise, first slow, teasing and then deep and filling, Kadyet could feel herself flying. "More love, harder!" she said in a husky, sexed over voice, "Don't stop!"
Kalan thrust himself harder and harder, feeling his edge coming closer to him at a rapid-fire rate. Every tiny clench of her inner muscles was nearly the push over the edge and into the land of pure pleasured abyss. "Oh Merlin Kady, Merlin I'm so close..."

Kadyet's mind was so fogged over in love and lust that she scarcely heard his tortured words before she lurched herself forward, digging her nails into the soft flesh of his back and sinking her teeth into the tenderness of his neck as she screamed his name in her rippling orgasm. She felt his taut muscles as he thrust into her one last time, screaming her name as his warmth filled her, sending her into orgasmic aftershocks of pleasure that left her in a wanton haze.

Kalan braced himself on his elbows while he caught his breath, nuzzling his now worn out bride. Easing himself down onto one elbow, he pulled Kadyet against his sweat-covered chest and held her close as they drifted into a sated sleep.

"I love you Kadyet Renee…" he whispered gently into her ear as he closed his eyes.

**
"Draco, that was a wonderful dinner, you honestly didn't have to do that for me." Nasira smiled and gazed across the room to where Draco was tidying up their dishes. "It was much too kind of you!"

"For you, love, it was nothing, not even a chore!" Draco laughed, he loved watching her sit there, it made him think about what life would be like once they left Hogwarts, once he was married with a family of his own. "I would do that any night of the week for you." He walked back over to where Nasira sat and kissed her chastely on the apple of her creamy cheek.

Nasira's heart skipped a beat as she felt the warm lips on her cheek. Not even when Blaise had kissed her had she ever felt such sparks. "Thank you Draco." She wound up every ounce of strength and courage she had in her body and kissed him full on the lips back.

Draco let his hand slide behind her head, as the other founds its way to her back and hauled her off the chair. Never breaking the kiss, Draco pulled her body flush against his and began to make his way toward the counter tops in their tiny kitchenette.

"Mmm…Sex in the kitchen, very kinky…" Nasira mumbled against his lips, nipping at them lightly. "…but I think we can really enjoy this…"

Draco wasted no time in tossing her body on top of the counter and beginning to peel off her clothes. Keeping her hands pinned above her, he used his teeth and undid all of the buttons on her school blouse. When he moved the thin fabric aside, he was met with thin red lace covering her porcelain skin. Though of Italian decent, she was blessed with fair, creamy skin that was alluring to both the eyes and the touch. Draco lowered his head and sighed softly into the smooth flesh. Taking one of the tiny buds in his lips, he darted his tongue out gingerly to see how Nasira would react. He was met by her frantically struggling against the hold he had on her hands. Letting them go, he kissed his way up the fragile valley between her breasts and up her collar bone, nipping it in the process. Kissing her passionately on the lips, he let his hands wander down to her skirt as he hiked it up over her waist. Moving back down her body, Draco placed a chaste kiss on the tender skin just above her hipbone and buried his face between her sweet thighs.

Nasira could hardly believe what was happening, four hours ago she had been torn to pieces over Blaise and now here she was, with Draco Malfoy, heartthrob and most eligible bachelor of Slytherin, lying between her legs, kissing every inch of her. Moaning passionately, she arched her back and clutched at her chest, having lost her breath. There was an insane heat driving her into madness, clouding her thoughts and evoking the most wanton of her thoughts, when just as suddenly, a warm, moist appendage began to wander her thighs and slowly, oh so slowly, made its way to taste her warm heat. Melting into the hard surface of the countertop, Nasira opened her mouth and released the impassioned moan that was lodged deep within her as she crossed the brink into pure ecstasy.

Her warm juices flowing on to his waiting tongue, Draco wasted no time in bringing the beauty he was with to yet another mind-blowing orgasm. Probing his tongue gently into her now slick heat, he brought his hands up, one to gently massage her stomach and one to aid in her orgasmic pleasure. Taking the tiny nub of nerves between his fingers, Draco rolled it around as he massaged her inner walls generously with his tongue. Just pleasuring her was making him so hard it was painful and when she reached her second orgasm, he jerked her up and pulled her lips to his so that she could taste her own sweet honey on his lips. He simply stood there, dumbstruck, when Nasira took charge of the situation by ripping his belt out of his pants and tossing the pants to his ankle. Hopping off of the counter, she shoved him backwards into the living area where he landed on the couch, his manhood standing proudly at attention.

Stripping her skirt off completely, Nasira stood infront of Draco clothed in only the matching lace panty to her bra, and a pair of black high heels. She stalked sexily towards him, straddling his waist and dropping herself on to his waiting member. Engulfing his lips with her own, she began to ride him at a slow, lazy pace, taking her time to roll her hips and tease him gently. Grasping his hands, she guided them to her hips as she began to quicken her pace. Grinding her hips down forcefully, she tossed her raven hair back and rolled her tongue along her lips in a seductive manner. Sweat mingled with the taste of sex that was rampant in the air, ravaging the couple's senses, bringing them to new horizons. As Nasira bent down to kiss his lips gently, she felt the power of her orgasm growing, ticking like the seconds on a clock until, at the same time, Draco and Nasira collapsed in a heated mass of sexual desire.
Picking up her lithe body, Draco made his way to his bedroom in the dormitory. Panting, and chest still heaving, he lay Nasira down and began to kiss her all over again, watching as her eyes clouded over in her burning desire. The same look was in the storm colored eyes he'd inherited from his father, and watching her eyes burn had his formerly limp cock back at full attention, ready to ravage her waiting, wanton body once again.

"The purest of the pure for myself alone, that is only fair…" he whispered gently in her ear, nipping the lobe as he moved his idle hands up and down her fair skin, caressing, squeezing, scratching, making her wetter, eliciting frenzied moans and pants until finally, when Nasira thought she could take no more, he thrust into her with the fury of ages, pounding into her, skin on skin, thrashing limbs, deadly nails, devices of ultimate sexual pleasure. Slamming his lips down onto hers, there was a faint taste of copper as tongues were mixed with teeth and lips, each fighting for dominance over the other, thrashing about like some morbid, sexual dance.

"Scream for me, love, scream my name", Draco panted softly in her ear, "Scream when you cum…"

Nasira shuddered at those words as she began to reach the highest possible point before passing into her sweet oblivion. She could feel their hot skin, pressed together, nothing separating them but the thin sheen of sweat mixed with their sex. Moaning erotically, Nasira arched her back and let her sweet voice carry to the heavens above her in the most carnal shriek one had ever heard.

"DRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCOOOO!!!!!!"

Hearing that single shriek had sent Draco over the edge to join his lovely partner in their own private Shangri-La. Kissing her neck slowly and gently, admiring the many hickeys and bite marks along there, he pulled the emerald covers up to cover their bodies as they drifted off into a satiated sleep.


**
Standing outside the entrance to the head dormitory, was none other than Hermione Granger, head girl and thief of Nasira Dante's boyfriend. She had not entered the room yet, having just heard the alarming amount of screaming and thrashing coming from the other side of the portrait. Deciding that it was silent enough, Hermione gave the password and stepped gingerly through the portrait hole. She had a major bone to pick with the head boy and marched straight up to his room to pick it. Figuring that he was simply with one of the regular Slytherin sluts, she threw open the bedroom door to stare in horror.

"Yes Mudblood? Can I help you as Draco is sleeping?" came a lightly accented voice. "You should honestly know better than to simply walk into someone's room like that…"
Hermione stood speechless as the Nasira grabbed a robe from the chair beside her lover's bed and stalked towards her with a dark gleam in her fluorescent eyes.

"Nasira, you really shouldn't threaten people, you might not like the consequences…" her voice shook in fear.

"And you Mudblood, should really reconsider taking what isn't rightfully yours…"

"Did I walk in at a bad time?" came a soft male voice, "Or is it perhaps the best time?"

"Draco!" Nasira threw her arms around the lean shoulders of her lover. "She burst into your room while we were asleep…I tried to ask her to leave but she insisted on having a row…"

"Mudblood, I suggest you leave now, before my parents arrive. You and I both know what Lucius would love to do to you, Potty and the Weasels…" he kissed Nasira, "And you love, need to go get ready, my parents owled and said they would be here shortly to discuss something with us…your father is coming aswell."

Hermione simply stared at the display infront of her and turned her nose up in disgust. She hated the whole Malfoy family with a passion and the Dante's were no better. Both prominent families with known deatheaters in them.

"You both infuriate me…" she breathed and stalked back out of the room, walking past Kadyet and Kalan as she left.

The pair held hands and walked to where Draco sat in his chair, smug and regal as always. They were all in on the plan, Lucius, Narcissa, Xavier, Lashaundra, Kadyet and Kalan, to bring Draco and Nasira together. The dark lord had requested two of his most trusted to bring their children together, but to make sure they were in love so that it would be the most successful of his endeavors. In truth, the pair had been betrothed since childhood but it had been kept a secret so as to hide it from the school's headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. Tonight was the night that everything would fall into place, but it had happened all on its own. No one had planned Blaise's disloyalty, nor Draco's untimely appearance in Nasira's war path, but from there, things had blossomed and the time was at hand to bring out the truth.

"And why do you two look so happy?" Draco chuckled to himself. He was recounting his thoughts from the activities of him and his Italian beauty when he was drawn out by a cold, familiar voice.

"Ah, I see everyone is here?" rang the cold, stone voice of Lucius Malfoy, "Where is the young lady who's company you kept last night my son?" He held his wife, Narcissa close to him affectionately. "It is not kind to keep your parents waiting…"

"Nor is it kind to forget your best friend Lucius…" came a dark voice accented lightly with a hint of his Italian decent. "Wouldn't you agree Lashaundra?"

"Si, mi amore…not at all!" she said laughing, "Come Narcissa dear, we'll let the men talk, lets have the house elves bring up some tea.

"Yes, yes that sounds lovely Lashaundra, let's." she replied as she and the other woman locked arms and proceeded to the main living space of the dorm.

"So Xavier old boy, is all in order?" Lucius asked his friend hopefully, "Pray tell, the Dark Lord has given his consent to this?"

"Si, he has! But where have those children of ours gotten off to?" He looked around bewildered.

"Father, Mother, I would like you to meet the woman I love, whom I have loved since I met her all those years ago, Nasira Dante, the daughter of your dear friends, Xavier and Lashaundra." He led Nasira down the stairs, her hair upswept, dressed in a simple black couture, made up immaculately as was customary to the families.

Kadyet and Kalan simply sat in the back, observing the obvious happiness that radiated off of the couple. Grasping the others hand tightly, they sat there and silently wished them all the best before departing through the portrait hole.

"Draco, Nasira, it is time we tell you why we are all here, all of us", Lucius began, "You see since you were very young, you and the lovely Nasira were betrothed to one another by the Dark Lord. He was seeking young successors to his empire should he be defeated and you were bestowed with that most amazing chance."

"Since your father and I are quite close to him, we agreed that you would not be told of the betrothal until such a time as the Dark Lord's reign be in danger. With the arrival of the son of Lily and James Potter at Hogwarts 6 years ago, we have carefully planned his uprising and a back up in the event of his demise. You are that back up, you and my daughter are next in line. Will you have her? Will you have my daughter?"

Draco sat stunned as Nasira's eyes welled with tears. "I had actually planned on asking your blessing to make her my bride but as it is, I will have her, with all my heart, body, mind and soul." He got down on one knee and produced a large platinum ring set with three square cut emeralds, "Nasira Dante, will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife, my love, my everything."

His question needed no spoken response as she pulled him to his feet and began to kiss him passionately. Xavier and Lucius each held their respective wives and kissed them with fire. This was the night that the dreams of the pure race had come true with the engagement of the newest members of Dark Lord Voldemorts most honorable army, his heirs, the marriage that would reaffirm the belief in the true purity of the wizarding race, had been announced and now nothing could stop them from destroying all that was unpure.

**Epilogue**

Upon the defeat of the Dark Lord by Harry Potter, it came time to announce to the army that the new prince and princess of the Dark Lord's army would be taking power and pick up where their beloved master had left off. On October 31st, of the year 2006, Harry James Potter, Ronald Alfred Weasley, Hermione Janine Granger and Blaise Mercutio Zabini, were viciously murdered at the hands of the Dark Lord and Lady, Nasira and Draco Malfoy. They went on to continue the work of their master, and raise a pure race family of their own, with three daughters, Yasmina, Mikayla and Destinee, and one boy child, Alexavier Lucius Malfoy, the heir to the gracious family fortune and the Dark Army. It was never discovered exactly why the Order of the Phoenix never attempted further to destroy them, perhaps the loss of their beloved savior had diminished all their souls.

Kadyet and Kalan went on to become the most trusted members of the Lord and Lady's court, and parents to the lovely young Cerise, who, at birth, was betrothed to the young Alexavier to continue the purity of their lines. It was never known just how Kadyet and Kalan became involved in the bringing together of Draco and Nasira but one thing can be said, whatever the case, the result was beautiful.