Sarah Crowler was your average and typical student, aside from being in the whole magical world. She usually made great grades and kept to herself. Her father andg mother had gotten killed by a rouge witch. Thus she moved to England to be with her god father Tomas Riddle. She hadn't ever met him before, but heard stories about him. It did make her want to meet him.
"Class, we have a new student joining us today. She comes from Ilvermorny school, based in America." Professor McGonagall announced, looking slightly annoyed. Sarah stood nervously, holding her book to her chest. She had long blond hair and piercing blue eyes. She wore her old school uniform. Which was green and gold in color. Her socks were up to her knees and her shoes were black and shiny.
Draco Malfoy noticed her look. She had to be a pure blood. He noticed a mark sticking out under the shirt sleeve on her forearm. It looked like a snake head.
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Voldemort sat in his chair, sipping at tea that Pettigrew made. "M'lord. I hate to interrupt your morning tea, but your god daughter is here now." Bellatrix almost whispered, scared of interrupting her lord's tea time. "You mean Tomas Riddle's god daughter?" He'd say irritatedly, knowing he'd have to transform from his current form. On top of that, he loathed being interrupted by anyone during tea.
Bellatrix nodded, unsure of if he could actually see her. He wriggled his nose and set the tea cup down. "Be sure the younger Malfoy brings her here." He'd sigh as Bellatrix left immediately to get a hold of Draco.
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Dinner time and everyone was chatting, Sarah sat on her own at the end of the Slytherin table. She looked a tad lonely, as she ate. Draco flinched at his mark burning a bit. "Bring the new girl to the dark lord, as soon as possible please." Came Bellatrix's voice, and Draco nodded his head.
Draco stood getting looks from Pansy, who he waved off. He walked down the isle and sat beside Sarah. "So, what makes you so special?" She looked up to him and blushed red. "Um-uh well..." she stuttered, unsure of how to react to him.
He was actually pretty hot, and usually guys avoided her like the plague considering who her great great grandfather was. "Might I ask what you mean?" She looked confused by the question. Draco sighed. "I'm sorry, my aunt asked me to take you to see the dark lord." He whispered so none would hear. "I'm just wondering what makes you special?" Draco looked her face over, trying to figure her out.
Sarah looked around before staring at him. "Well, my grandfather was Salazar Slytherin." She blushed, expecting him to turn and run. Her eyes drifted to his arm and she noticed the mark. He quickly covered it up. "So come with me, m'lord would like to meet you." Draco said offering his hand to her.
Sarah looked around, but followed him out of the dining hall. Following him down the halls, as he lead her to a secret passage that would take them to the house.
Sarah held onto his arm. She was nervous, and wasn't entirely sure why. Draco stopped at the front door, and ushered her in first.
Sarah knocked on the door, and looked to Draco nervously. "Come in." Came a voice, making her jump almost. She opened the door to see a musty old looking room. A green recliner with its back to the door. "Don't be afraid, I won't bite." Came the voice, as Sarah stepped closer and around the chair.
A male with dark brown hair sat in the chair, soft rat pack jazz played in the record player. His green eyes looked to her, taking her in. "Um..." she started before being cut off. "I presume you are Sarah Crowler. Otherwise known as my god daughter? I'm terribly sorry about your parents, they were great friends of mine." Sarah's eyebrows almost fused as she looked at him.
"Tomas Riddle, at your service." He stood and bowed to her. Sarah seemed to relax, and fidget as well. "I suspect you'll be staying at the school, and then coming home during breaks." He'd say, standing and pacing the room to the antique vanity that had bourbon and glasses. "Draco, my boy. Would you like a glass?" He'd ask to the blond haired boy leaning against the door frame. "No, thank you, m'lord." He politely declined.
The dark lord pursed his lips, but let it go. Sarah watched the two keeping quiet. "Draco, since she will be in Slytherin, how about you be her guardian? I'd much appreciate the heir be safe." Draco cast a look to her. "The heir?" He'd ask, and Sarah blushed. "Um, yes. I'm Salazar's granddaughter." She looked between them both.
"It'd be an honor." He'd say flashing her a smile. The dark lord gave a calm grin as well. "Very well. Off you two go. I don't wish to raise suspicion." He'd say rushing the two off.
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Draco snuck her back to the Slytherin dorms, standing in the common room. He handed her a charm that would allow her into the boys side. "If you have a bad night, this will let you come to the boys side." He'd explain and let her go to her room, before retiring to his.
He began pulling his robes off and sighed rubbing his neck. This was going to be hell. He climbed into bed and dozed off.
Almost three in the morning, Draco woke up to see Sarah had snuck into his room and curled up next to him. He wasn't sure what made him do it, but he leaned over and kissed her lips softly.
A soft groan escaped her lips as he pulled back. She looked at him a moment, blushing red at her first kiss. He looked her over and seen she was wearing a tank top and matching panties only. She didn't move as he took in the size of her breast. As his eyes traveled over the slender waist and cloth barely covering her püssy. He felt the ache in his groin.
"You like what you see?" Sarah asked, blushing slightly. He nodded, letting his eyes travel to her face. "Yes, I very much do." He'd say, touching her face and pulling her so she locked her lips with his. He moved between her legs and ground against her.
She could feel his hardened bulge. There was one missing fact though, Sarah hadn't ever had sex before. She hadn't been broken in. She pulled back, looking him in the eyes. He was breathing heavy. "Draco.... I've never had sex." She blushed at the sentence. He grinned and pressed hard against her, causing her to groan.
"Want me to be your first?" She nodded and let him remove the tank top. He sat up to keep his weight off her, as he squeezed and played with the 32 C mounds. His fingers twisting and pinching the nîpples. She moaned as pleasure built in her.
Draco grinned at the response, her hips making her grind against him. He took one nîpple in his mouth, sucking the bud to a hard peak. Her skin was soft and tasty. He reached down with his free hand and touched her panties over her opening. She was soaking wet, which excited him more.
He pulled back and pulled her panties off, licking the wet panties and moaning. "You taste delicious." He felt his boxers get a tad tighter. "I want you to touch my cöck." He'd say, pushing his boxers down and exposing his hardened cöck to her.
She touched it, rubbing her hand up the six inches. Draco moaned as she rubbed him, his hips thrusting him into her hands. He groaned as she kept rubbing him. He moved so she could get a pleasurable grip.
He stopped her hands. "Try using your mouth." He'd say, she hesitated. "It's just like a lolli." He prompted, making her lean her head in and lick the head. He groaned giving her courage to stick his cöck in further to her mouth. His breathing turned ragged as she continued. He pulled her off before he came to close.
He had her lay back and kissed her lips a moment before moving down and nibbling at her inner thigh. "I want to taste you." He cooed at her, getting the nod.
He grinned and spread her püssy lips. She was wet, and her clît swollen. He flicked his thumb over it a few times, as she moaned. Her legs shaking as pleasure filled her body. He stopped and licked his tongue over the hardened bud. Making her back arch, and her hips squirm.
Draco moaned tasting her, her grinding on his tongue. Before she ended up screaming in pleasure, he stopped and kissed up her stomach and to her neck. He whispered into her ear. "I'm going to cover your mouth, so you can scream if you'd like." He placed his hand over her mouth and lined himself to her opening.
She began looking a bit scared, anticipation to what was to come. He shoved himself in and was thankful he covered her mouth, as she screamed in pain into his palm.
When her cries of the pain died down, he uncovered her mouth. "You ok?" He'd ask, being up to the hilt within her. He hoped that by going fast on the first thrust, the pain would be quicker.
Sarah wiped the tear from her face and nodded. "I'm ok, please." She wiggled her hips, giving him the green light to start to move in and out of her. He started out slowly moving, as her whimpers started to turn to moaning is when he began picking his pace up.
Sarah felt herself at a new sensation she hadn't ever felt before. Draco felt her püssy tighten, he knew she was close to an orgasm. He was close to his own, as he buried his face into her neck, nibbling and kissing her skin. "Cüm on me." He'd moan into her ear, before he felt a rushing kind of water on his cöck.
Draco tried to pull out before he came inside of her, but as he pulled back he felt his orgasm take over and shot three good loads into her and two more onto her püssy lips themselves.
The two laid there, panting for air. It took roughly an hour before the two came down from the high.
Sarah began to feel a slight ache, being he was her first. Draco held her close and nuzzled her neck. "Any guy in the world an heir can have as their first, and you chose me, why?" Draco asked, genuinely curious about it.
Sarah opened her eyes, looking at the ceiling. "You're a pure blood, who better for an heir to sleep with than a pure blood." She moved to look at his face. "Plus you are much more handsome than most pure bloods I know." He stole a kiss and held her close.
Draco pulled the blanket over the two of them and fell to sleep. Sarah drifted off not much longer after.
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To be continued??