The Mating Ball

The Mating Ball

Chapter one: the organisation begins

Slytherin House was busy organising the Mating Ball. It was an event that could only be held on Friday the Thirteenth. Salazar Slytherin had arranged it thus. The most famous participants had been Salazar Slytherin himself and his last remaining descendant, Lord Voldemort. Lord Voldemort even owned his own snake. It had been a snake ritual that had given rise to the ball.

This time it was held by this years batch of seventh year Slytherins: Draco Malfoy, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Theodore Nott, and the rest of the lot.

They first went to look for a room where it could be held. The eventually found the Room of Requirement very suiting for their purpose. Off course only pure-bloods and Slytherins were welcome. But Draco started to fight this went he sat down with Crabbe, Goyle and Pansy, his girlfriend. They had started arguing about the fact that Draco wanted to admit certain Mudbloods.

Draco wouldn't want it to get out that he was in love with a Mudblood and then particularly that Granger-Mudblood. She had haunted his dreams ever since he had first lain eyes upon her. In the beginning Granger had irritated him with her intelligence and the inferiority of her relatives and friends. Gradually that view had changed. He started to dream more... lets say interesting dreams of her. How he caressed her breasts while she stood properly ashamed and naked before him.

Draco shook his head in order to get the vision he had just had out of his mind.

"Let's put some Mudbloods in there as well. We have then some people we can humiliate properly," said Draco.

"No, Draco. We already invited that nuisance of a Potter and the two remaining Weasleys," said Pansy.

"It's just that I want to give that Granger-Mudblood a good humiliation before I'll never see her again. I want her to remember me. For a lifetime!" grinned Draco mischievously.

"Alright then," cried Pansy finally.

"Any more Mudbloods that need a good kick in the ass, Draco?" asked Goyle.

"Maybe those stupid Creeveys. You and Crabbe can hold the boys down while someone else rapes their little sister!" said Draco, "sounds cool to me. We must have Avery to do that. He's about her age, is he?" And by this the invitation list was completed.

The decoration of the Room of Requirement was in full preparation. Several niches were created where people could retreat to, while making out. Little would those people know there were ways of showing the rest what they were up to. A Slytherin version of a nice joke!

"This time, Granger will finally be mine!" Draco thought, "nobody will say anything about it. Even Pansy can't disagree, although she has been my girlfriend since we started at here. She did agree in the plan. Luckily she doesn't know my real reason, she doesn't know my dreams." Draco felt like he was in seventh heaven.

Pansy meanwhile was ordering aphrodisiacs that would be handed out and pregnancy prevention devices that they wanted to sell. She was too busy to notice that Draco had his mind on other things. And so were the rest of them.

Draco felt happy to be left alone with his thoughts. This way it was much more easy to find a way to get Granger where he wanted her to be: in his bed. How he wanted her to be there? Too bad he knew that she could never love him back, like he loved her. Too bad it would be such a shame to his whole family and his whole house if the word got out. He would be the laughed at throughout the whole school. No, it was best if he just had that one evening and night. That evening, that night would be special! After that she could leave his life forever. No harm would be done, and he would have had his moments of pleasure with the woman he loved so much.