Draco\\\'s Dreaming

Draco's Dreaming

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Draco laid down his quill, and inspected his copy of his father's signature. It looked good enough to fool old Dumbledore -- and it had to be. That old fool had seen his father's signature and seal so many times while Lucius had still been a governor of Hogwarts that even the dotard would spot an imperfect forgery.

His father had never bothered to give him any sort of father-son talk about sex, beyond the basic, 'You can, I hope, be trusted to marry a pure-blood witch, and produce a son to continue the Malfoy line, once you're old enough?' so Draco wasn't about to bother him with any details about his sex life. Not that he'd actually had one yet, but this piece of parchment, in his opinion, was carte blanche to go ahead and start one. He read it through once more.

I, Lucius Malfoy, give my permission for Draco Malfoy to be provided with Nonpater Potion by Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry once he attains the age of 16, should he wish to make use of it.

I understand that this potion is both a contraceptive and a prophylactic for sexually-transmitted diseases. I also appreciate that the effects of a single dose of the potion last for a year, causing a temporary reduction in the sperm count which can only be countered by the Fecundus Potion; additionally, that the taking of multiple doses has a cumulative effect, such that two doses last for two years, etc.

Draco supposed that the last sentence was so that former students at the school couldn't claim their temporary infertility was something they hadn't been warned about.

He leaned back in his chair, and daydreamed about his future sex life as a 'safe' and extremely desirable fifth-year.

1. Draco likes girls

Draco thought about the girls he knew. There was Pansy. She liked him, she'd even worried about him when that brute of a Hippogriff had maimed him. In recognition of that fact, he'd invited her to the Yule Ball, although she'd unfortunately failed to outshine the Granger Mudblood. Pansy was, of course, a pure-blood, and would certainly be a suitable girl to bear him an heir.

The whole question of an heir was something he'd been worrying about. His father hadn't had the patience to wait for his own father to die before inheriting. Instead, he'd tricked him into signing over the estate, claiming that running it would keep him busy with family business and, in turn, prevent him having the time to follow the Dark Lord. As soon as he was the legal owner, Lucius had virtually restricted his father to only a few rooms of the Manor, married Narcissa and served the Dark Lord well enough to become one of the chief Death Eaters. Draco himself planned to supplant his father as the owner just as soon as he'd left Hogwarts. Lucius could have the rooms that Draco's grandparents had been imprisoned in until he'd killed them. What would his heir plot to do to him, in his turn? And would his own wife act against him, favouring her child? The potion would guarantee that wasn't an immediate problem, but he'd have to consider it when choosing a girl. He dismissed such thoughts for now and considered other girls.

The next name on his mental list was Blaise Zabini. She was certainly beautiful, definitely a pure-blood, and a staunch Slytherin. She'd obviously produce a strong and handsome heir. Also, she'd be likely to help him supplant his father; she'd proved herself quite devious in suggesting Quidditch tactics, even though she wasn't on the team. Beautiful, devious -- oh yes, and intelligent, as she routinely achieved marks almost equal to his, without the inexplicable favouritism shown to the Granger Mudblood. Yes, he could certainly imagine himself married to Blaise and allowing her to assist in the running of the estate.

Then there was Millicent Bulstrode, a sort of female Crabbe or Goyle. At least, he thought she was female. Forget her.

Tracey Davis was another possibility, but she'd always been vague about her ancestry. Without the certainty that she was a pure-blood, he could hardly consider her to be a real possibility.

He wondered about the girls in the other houses. Hufflepuff girls weren't worth considering. Not only were they hopeless duffers, collected together into one house to spare the others the shame, but most of them were mere half-bloods, or even Mudbloods. Megan Jones and Hannah Abbott were both quite good-looking, he had to admit, but that was all they had in their favour, and it couldn't make up for their impurity and dufferhood. The Ravenclaws, though, might be more worthwhile.

Gryffindor, despite their traditional rivalry with Slytherin, did have some interesting girls whom he might consider.

Lavender Brown, he knew for certain, was a pure-blood. Her love of rumours could even be of use for blackmailing others. Yes, she'd be worth considering.

Who else was there? The Granger Mudblood would have some advantages, not least annoying Potter by stealing his girlfriend. But he couldn't stand to have her around, so he ruled her out.

There was the Weasley girl. She looked all right, and was a pure-blood. Any relationship he had with her would have the twin advantages of annoying his father and her family. Of course, she would only be fourteen at the start of the school year, but if his father's 'charitable donations' could buy him out of charges of being a Death Eater, this age difference would certainly cause no lasting legal problem.

Then, there were the Patil twins. It was true that their taste was so poor that they'd accompanied Potter and a Weasley to the Yule Ball. However, Pansy knew them from before Hogwarts, and that surely meant they were pure-blood. Besides, twins offered certain possibilities -- not merely two lovers at once, but also a spare -- while one was pregnant with his heir, the other would still be ready for sex. They were certainly worth considering further.

After further thought, he decided that the only fair way to decide was to try all the best candidates. He needed to be certain that the chosen girl was good in bed, as well as satisfying his other requirements.

2. Draco likes boys

Draco thought about possible sex partners. There were always, of course, Crabbe and Goyle. Always. Sometimes he grew tired of their constant presence, but they were conveniently in his dormitory. They also had the advantage that nobody dared to spread rumours about them. Whatever they did, it never led to rumours; he envied them that. He'd invited Pansy to accompany him to the Yule Ball, but Crabbe and Goyle had gone together, even wearing matching dress robes -- and nobody had dared speculate. It was a rare night that they didn't share a bed.

His father, of course, was destined to be disappointed in his desire for an heir. Draco simply didn't 'swing that way'. He and Pansy found it convenient to pretend to be a couple. They'd been friends since the age of five, and for some time now each had been the only person who knew the other was gay. That would have to change if they found lovers now. It was just possible that they might take the pretence as far as producing a child together, but it would certainly have to be dark when they conceived it.

Who else had he thought about in the past? There was, of course, the Boy Who Lived To Annoy. Potter seemed to be a pure-blood, although Draco had never really inquired about the details. When they'd first met in Madam Malkin's, Potter had said he was a pure-blood, even though he'd somehow been brought up by Muggles and had little knowledge of the wizarding world. His friendship with the Weasley boy and the Granger Mudblood had to be counted against him, of course. Purely on the basis of 'opposites attract', Draco and Potter were an obvious pair. In appearance, dark hair vs blond hair, green eyes vs grey eyes and carelessly-dressed vs immaculately-dressed. In personality, all that needed to be said was Gryffindor vs Slytherin, and Muggle upbringing vs Malfoy upbringing. In sexuality ... he didn't know. He hoped that Potter would be a submissive to his dominant, but he feared that the rumours that Potter and the Granger Mudblood were lovers might be true, and straight vs gay was not an opposite that led to attraction. He wondered if, like his and Pansy's relationship, Potter and Granger's was merely a smokescreen to hide his true sexuality. Perhaps the truth was that Potter and the Weasel were lovers -- like Crabbe and Goyle, they would be in the same dormitory.

The next name on his mental list was Blaise Zabini. He was certainly handsome, definitely a pure-blood, and a staunch Slytherin. Also, he'd be likely to help him supplant his father; he'd proved himself quite devious in suggesting Quidditch tactics, even though he wasn't on the team. Handsome, devious -- oh yes, and intelligent, as he routinely achieved marks almost equal to Draco's, without the inexplicable favouritism shown to the Granger Mudblood. Yes, he could certainly imagine himself living with Blaise and allowing him to assist in the running of the estate.

He wondered about the boys in the other houses. Hufflepuffs -- well, Cedric Diggory might have had possibilities, but the Dark Lord had had the right idea in killing him while sparing Potter for later.

The Ravenclaws, on the other hand, were renowned for their intelligence and could provide a good mate. The problem was that he didn't know much about their ancestry. He'd have to find out about that before offering any of them the chance to become his lover. There'd be no point wasting his time on them without knowing that basic fact. Though both Terry Boot and Kevin Entwhistle looked quite handsome, and if they were pure-bloods, they'd be worth considering.

Neville Longbottom was another Gryffindor pure-blood. However, his ineptitude and hopelessness at magic would have to rule him out of consideration.

Ron Weasley was another pure-blood. Any relationship he had with him would have the twin advantages of annoying his father and the Weasley family, besides probably stealing him away from Potter. All things considered, he would be quite a suitable lover, apart from the single point that the two of them hated each other.

Of course, he needn't restrict himself to his own year. He'd always got on well with Adrian Pucey, his Quidditch teammate -- though it was rumoured he was straight, which was unfortunate. Then there was that appealing first-year, Malcolm Baddock. He was young enough to still be innocent, and the thought of bending him to his desires was truly enticing.

Then, of course, there was Severus Snape. He was quite sure Snape fancied him -- he favoured him above all his other pupils and the other members of his house. The fact that Snape was old enough to be his father was a little off-putting, but could be countered by the increased experience that Snape would bring to the relationship. They would, however, have to keep their love secret from other pupils and staff.

He thought again about Neville Longbottom. Perhaps he'd been too hasty in dismissing him. Neville would certainly never become any form of threat to him, and Draco's seldom-used protective instincts could find an outlet in his ineptitude and hopelessness. He wasn't sure of Neville's sexuality either, but was certain that his insecurity and lack of friends would mean that he'd accept any love offered to him.

After further thought, he decided that the only fair way to decide was to try out all of the best candidates. He needed to be certain that his chosen lover was good in bed, as well as discreet enough to not cause problems with those who didn't need to know.

3. Draco only loves himself

Draco thought about the consequences of having a signed permission slip. The Nonpater potion would protect him against others' diseases and charges of paternity alike. He could have a different partner every night, if he so wished, choosing freely from the multitudes who would queue up to beg for his sexual favours -- and if on one evening none of them appealed, what of it? Other people were irrelevant to him; he could always amuse himself.

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