Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Warning: The following chapters contain graphic sexual content and general smuttiness

Rating: MA

Chapter 57: Game Five: Hufflepuff vs Slytherin

“Why are we even watching this game?”  Ron asked with a bit of a pout.

“If Hufflepuff wins Ravenclaw has a chance as the Quidditch Cup.”  Luna told him simply as people piled into the stands around them.

“You would have to beat Gryffindor as well you realize.”  he tease and Luna smiled up at him.

“Maybe I plan on distracting your Keeper?”  She offered as she teased him back.

“Not if I distract the Ravenclaw Keeper first.”  he said and pulled her small frame into his lap so he could more easily kiss her.  If he was going have to watch the Hufflepuffs get slaughtered by Slytherin than he would at least get something good out of it.

Luna laughed and kissed him back as the teams flew into the pitch and the game soon began.

As Draco entered the pitch with the rest of the team he looked around to see if he could spot his pet.  When he found her in the lap of the red headed git, it took much of his will not to fly over and pummel the other boy the muggle way.

He took a deep place once the game began and tried to focus on finding the snitch.  His focus only lasted so long and he found himself looking back to the couple as they made out again and again.

Before he knew it Slytherin was up by more than a hundred and he still had not found the snitch.  He needed to focus, the sooner he could end this stupid game the sooner he could punish his pet’s ass raw for even being near her boyfriend.

He glanced over one last time before he set himself to search for the snitch when he noticed the bastard’s hand on her breast.  Those breasts did not belong to Weasley!  Those breasts were his!

It was in that moment of distraction that a flick of gold caught his eye.  He turned to go charging for it but found that the Hufflepuff Seeker was already on his way.  If something didn’t happen the other Seeker would get there before Draco and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

When the deafening cheers went up from Hufflepuff as they won their first match of the year Draco almost tore his hair out.  This was all Weasley’s fault!  If the that stupid blood traitor had not been touching what didn’t belong to him Draco would have been so distracted.

Draco landed and stalked out of the pitch with the rest of his team.  “What happened?”  Blaise asked and sounded angry.

“Stupid… git… touching… mine.”  Draco grumbled unable to form full sentences.

His teammates gave him some distance after that as the realized the depth of his anger at the moment.  He thought about sending for his pet so she could pay for her crimes for the rest of the night, but decided it could actually be dangerous for her as the target of his anger.  He would punish her another way, and very soon.

He still needed to let off some steam though so when he saw Tracey sitting in the common room with her friends he grabbed her hand.  “Why don’t we go talk about our future.”  He said as he pulled her to her feet.

She looked around for a moment as if trying to gauge what was going on, then just smiled at him.  “I would like that.”  She said then let him lead her up to his dorm.

Once they were alone he locked and silenced the door before turning back to her.  “Would you like the power that comes with being my girlfriend?”  he asked bluntly.

“Why do you think I have been trying to get your attention.”  She responded just as plainly.

“Fine, then get on your knees and put your mouth to good use.”  he said and motioned to the floor in front of him.

She licked her lips and knelt down before looking up at him with her hands resting on his belt buckle.  “I do this and we are dating?”  She asks to confirm what she will get out of the act.

Draco grabbed the back of her scalp and turned her head up to look down into her eyes.  “You last the night and then we are dating.”  he countered before letting go.

She smiled and went right to work on releasing him from the confines of his quidditch gear.  He didn’t help in the least, he only watched and got more and more irritated that it was taking her so long to get to the part he wanted.

When she finally had him released from the bottom half of his clothing, she licked the tip of his flaccid member.  She nibbled and sucked at his skin as she waited for him to respond to her attention.

Draco closed his eyes and started to think about his pet’s mouth on him instead of the girl kneeling at his feet.  He grew hard at her attention, then felt her lips wrap around his head as her tongue brushed against the tip.

His hand moved back into his hair, but he made no move to hinder her actions in any way.  When she took him in much deeper than his pet had been able to he smiled.  “You’ve had a lot of practice at this.”  he moaned softly.

She moaned around him in response, which only made the experience better.  “If you keep this up you may be Mrs Malfoy some day.”  he said then let out a slow groan before pulling her off his cock.

She smiled and licked her lips as she looked back up to him.  “Oh I can do better than that.”  She said with a smile as she moves back to try and take him into her mouth once again.  He held her hair tight to keep her still.

“If that is what you really want, you will have to learn that I am in control.  Do you understand?”  he asked as he let go of her hair and pushed her back away from him.

She sat back on her legs and looked up at him.  She smiled up at him and licked her lips.  “I don’t think that is what you really want.”  She said as she got to her feet, and looked him in the eyes.  “If that was what you wanted wouldn’t you be dating that little Ravenclaw slut you like to play with?”  She asked as she pushed him back towards the bed.

Draco caught her wrist as she touched him and swung them around.  “Is that what you think?”  he asked with a smirk on his lips.  If it was any other day he would have thrown her out now just to teach her a lesson, but he needed release and he could not go to it pet for it.  “Well maybe I should get a few things straight.”  He added and he pushed her hard so she fell back onto the bed and moved over her a moment later.

She laughed and wrapped her legs around him as she looked into his eyes.  “What is that?”  She asked playfully.

He smiled down at her as he slid his hands up her arms before pinning her wrists above her head.  “You will never refer to my pet as a slut, ever again.  Do you understand?”  he asked and squeezed her wrists.  Tracey whimpered and looked up into Draco eyes before nodding her head.

“You will keep your hands above your head while I fuck you raw.”  he told her as let go of her wrists.  “If you don’t like it, than you can go at any time, but if you do, I will never touch you again.  Do you understand?”  He asked as his hands trailed down her form.

“Yes.”  She gasped as she looked up into his eyes.

“Good girl.”  He said with a smirk before he pushed her skirt up her legs to find her knickers.  When he saw the black lace that covered her blond curls he chuckled to himself and shook his head.  He slipped them down her legs slowly them tossed them over his shoulder towards Crabbe and Goyle’s part of the room.

Draco reached down and slipped two fingers into her body easily.  She purred and moaned under him, but he could tell it was an act.  At the moment he didn’t really care, his pleasure was all that mattered, and more importantly his release.

He thrust himself into her in own smooth stroke making ehr let out a gasp as she wasn’t quite ready for his girth.  “Draco!”  She moaned prettily under him.  He shifted her hips up so he could get the best angle into her before he started to thrust at a rapid pace.

Tracey leaned up to try and capture his lips into a kiss but he just pushed her shoulder back down.  “I don’t kiss on the first date.”  he groaned and enjoyed the confusion that lit her eyes.

He took her rapidly and with no regard to her pleasure.  He liked to make women come most of the time.  But at the moment all he wanted to do was rut the image, of Weasley so openingly touching what should belong to him alone, out of his head.

When he closed his eyes the image came back to his head and he started to thrust into Tracey harder, more in anger than his lust.

“Draco!”  She gasped under him, and he could hear that she was enjoying herself after all.  “Don’t stop!  Harder!”  She screamed and he smirked as opened his eyes to watch her breasts bounce under him.

She had many more curves that his little pet, and he could deny her body was appealing.  It was just the fact that she knew exactly how pretty she was and she used it to her advantage in every situation that bored Draco.

As her body tightened around him, he cleared his throat and tried to hold onto control.  He would keep this one for a while, at least until he decided Ron was in love with his pet.  After that he would have to opening date her for a while so he could truly rub it into Weasley’s face.

When he finally let himself find release inside of her he looked down into her eyes and smiled.   “I think I will be keeping you around for a while at least.” He told her before he pulled out.  “You can go.”