One-Shots(PAUSED)

Draco and Theo X El

MATURE CONTENT-SEX, DEGRADING, CHOKING, SPANKING, BONDAGE
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El walked into Transfiguration class, bored out of her mind already from the four other classes she already had today, and she still had two more after this one.

She sighed as she sat down in her usual seat, next to Luna Lovegood. Luna is a Ravenclaw, year seven like El is, but El is a Slytherin. Her green and black robes fell around the stool beneath her as she took her spot. She rests her chin on her hand, already not looking forward to class, especially because of who sits behind her.

Draco Malfoy and Theodore Nott.

God were they arses.

El hates the boys, all they do is torment her every time they get the chance. Why, you may ask. Well that's easy, it's because El's brother is Cedric Diggory.

Yes, you heard that right.

Cedric Diggory-the one who died during the triwizard championship-is El's brother, making El, El Diggory. After her brother died, Draco and Theodore-Theo-started taunting her about it. They remind her on a daily basis about her dead brother and how it happened, they yell "AVADA" at her whenever they feel like it, just to see her tense up and watch the tears start to form in her eyes.

The boys find it hilarious, they love to watch the fear and memories spread across El's face, no matter the consequences, it was always worth it to them.

Right on cue, El heard the horrid laughter of the boys walking into the classroom, and she can already tell today will be worse than usual.

They take theirs seats just a few feet behind El, and immediately begin talking, just loud enough for the two of them and El to hear.

"Pathetic how she got into Slytherin, considering how often she cries about her dead brother." Theo snickers. El finds herself already gripping the edge of the table her and Luna were sharing. She hears Draco's laugh next, and knows it's his turn to talk.

"Pathetic how her dead brother was even capable of competing in the damned tournament in the first place, he was a Hufflepuff after all. No wonder he died." That was too far. Even Draco knew that, but he laughed anyways, along with Theo.

El's mouth hung open in shock, how dare he? She stood then, tired of all of this. The boy's laughter immediately halted, as they stared at El's back.

Her hands gripped down on the table, as she tired to control the tears, it was harder this time, Draco had dug deeper than he ever had. She took a deep breath.

The class was silent, watching her. The teacher hadn't even walked into the class yet, leaving El to do whatever she pleases. She slowly turned around, hands now at her sides in fists. Theo and Draco watch her, amused looks on their faces, both smirking. Theo was looking her up and down too, something he did often just to piss her off.

Draco was leaned back in his seat, arms crossed over his chest, his eyes set on El's, and his tongue running over his bottom lip as he watched her move.

She took a step forward, towards the pair, continuing with her deep breaths, trying to keep herself calm. Theo continued to smile, watching as she moved. El approached their desk, and she leaned over to the table, towards Draco only. He raised his eyebrows at her action, not expecting what she did next.

She raises her hand to the blonde's face, but not quick enough to actually slap him. He caught her hand, mid air, and sits up, eyes locked with hers. His smirk is gone, and El's eyes go wide in surprise. Would he hurt her? She knew Draco could be violent, but towards a women?