WARNING: small mention of daddy kink

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"Thinking about me, Riddle?"

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"But Mother, what are people going to do when they find out who my father is?" you asked your mother apprehensively, wondering how on Earth she managed to fall in love with that monster.

"They won't, dear. There is no reason to stress about that. Focus on your studies like the good Ravenclaw you are. Don't forget to be the best prefect Hogwarts has ever seen." she smiled and kissed your head, waving as you boarded the train.

You walked through the train, peeking into the carriages, hoping to find a familiar face. You saw a flash of platinum blonde hair and gulped. After the holidays, you didn't know how to face Draco Malfoy. Sure, you were to be wed and you had given him an important part of yourself, but you felt awkward. What if he were to spill your secret? The one that kept you up at night, that sometimes gave you nightmares.

"[Name]!" a friendly voice called. It was Hermione Granger. The two of you formed a close friendship after studying in the library together multiple times.

"Are you a prefect too?" she spotted the gleaming badge and you nodded in reply. "Come with me to the prefect's carriage! I'm so glad that I have someone besides from Ronald."

"Ron's a prefect too?" you said quizzically. You thought for sure it would be Harry.

The two of you found the carriage and got seats next to Ron. You waited in anticipation to see who your fellow Ravenclaw prefect was. You breathed out a sigh of relief when you saw Anthony Goldstein enter the carriage and take a seat next to you. You were friends with Anthony and he had proved to be a good friend to you.

"Well, hello fellow prefect." you giggled and gave him a side hug.

Ernie Macmillan and Hannah Abbott from Hufflepuff were next to arrive and exchanged smiles with everyone.

"Ten galleons on Malfoy being the Slytherin prefect." you heard Ron mutter bitterly to Hermione. Your heart skipped a beat.

The familiar blonde hair, pointed nose and stormy grey eyes entered your eyesight and you made a point to ignore his presence. You weren't ready to face him just yet. Pansy Parkinson was at his side. Her pug face irritating you as you saw her arm intertwined with Draco's. Draco made a point to sit across from you. He was so tall that his legs reached your seat. The seats were very squished and close together. His legs had trapped yours in between them. You rested your arms on the table and tried to engage in conversation with Anthony ignoring the warmth that Draco's legs were giving off.

While waiting for the Head Boy and Girl to come and give you the rules, everyone was talking in mindless chatter, guessing how easy this role was going to be. As you were chatting to Hermione, you felt something tracing circles on your knee. You glanced at Draco and saw that he was talking to Pansy, not taking notice of you at all. But his arm was hidden under the table. You tried to shake his hand off, but to no avail. He squeezed his legs around yours, completely trapping you within him. You tried to squirm as subtlety as you could while pretending to be listening to Hermione talking about O.W.Ls.

Suddenly, Draco's large hand grabbed your thigh and slightly pulled it towards him, making you slump into your seat.

"Are you okay?" Hermione asked, looking slightly worried.

"Yeah, just a bit tired. Didn't get much sleep last night. Keep talking." you smiled at her. She seemed to believe your lie and smiled back and continued talking about school and how you'd need to get lots of rest to keep up with your studies.

You tried to get back up and stop slumping, but Draco's grip on you was very tight and he seemed to be smirking while talking to Pansy. But you knew that his smirk was directed at you. He began to slip his hand under your skirt, getting very close to your underwear, until the Head Boy and Girl arrived. The grip on you had vanished and you breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Hello, everyone. Sorry we're late. Thought we might give you guys a time to chat and get to know each other. We're changing things this year." the Head Girl said chirpily.

"Yes, in fact, this year instead of patrolling the corridors with your fellow house member, you will be patrolling with someone from a different house. Inter house unity and all that." the Head Boy smiled. You grabbed Hermione's arm, hoping you'd get to be with her.

"Ernie Macmillan, you'll be with Ron Weasley. Hermione Granger with Hannah Abbott." You groaned silently. Please don't put me with Draco.

"Pansy Parkinson with Anthony Goldstein and [Name] [Lastname] with Draco Malfoy." You took in a sharp breath and Hermione gave you an apologetic smile. Draco smirked over at you and sent you a quick wink, making heat rise to your cheeks. The Head Boy and Girl kept talking about the rules and duties of being a prefect. You barely listened thinking about Draco and the holidays.

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The train soon came to a stop and you left the train with Hermione and the others. Making your way to the carriages you saw the thestrals that pulled the carriages. You smiled and pet them. They nuzzled into your touch and you smiled to yourself.

"[Lastname]! What are you doing?" a voice drawled out making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. The one person you were trying to avoid.

"Nothing." you replied looking into the cold grey eyes that managed to make butterflies swarm in your stomach. You told this boy you had loved him and he had reciprocated the message. But for some reason his presence was making you nervous. You were almost, scared. He was acting different. He seemed to be having very strong moodswings.

Draco leaned in and took hold of your top, bringing him close to you. "Not a word of what happened over the holidays, you got that, [Lastname]? I'm not afraid to spill your secret." he spat letting go of you.

You nodded, feeling your heart break into pieces at those words. Everything you did together meant nothing to him. He had played with you. Like the bad boy he was. You decided to push away those feelings of hurt and develop an attitude towards him. He didn't deserve your love.

"Well, I'm not afraid to let everyone know that you have a daddy kink." you flipped your hair, noticing his angry expression and got into a carriage hoping he wouldn't follow. But unfortunately, he did. And even worse, you two were the only ones in that carriage. You had spent so much time petting the thestrals that you didn't notice your friends leaving without you.

You sat across from Draco, glaring at him. He just smirked back, making your face go red in nervousness. He was so attractive and you couldn't help remembering your special night with him. The way he made you feel. The tingles he had given you and the way you craved his touch.

You were so deep in thought that you didn't even feel Draco move next to you, his hand gripping your upper thigh like he did on the train.

"Thinking about me, Riddle?" he whispered into your ear, his lips grazing your earlobe, sending tingles down your body at the close proximity.

"Definitely not. And don't call me that." you said, pushing him away from you. You wouldn't let him win that easy.

He took his spot across from you again. You looked up and glared at his smirking face, quickly looking away when he sent you a suggestive wink.

"I might have to find us a private place this year," he smirked. "Don't know if I'll be able to keep my hands off of you, Riddle."

"In your dreams," you scoffed. "That was a one time thing."

Draco let out a deep chuckle. The kind that could make anyone melt on the spot. "I don't think so, my future wife." He grabbed your hand and lightly kissed the ring that was placed there. You snatched your hand away from him and crossed your arms.

"If you think I will willingly touch you, you're wrong."

"We'll see, Riddle. We both know I'm quite irresistible."

"This is going to be a long year." you muttered to yourself. You let out a sigh of relief as you saw the familiar castle in sight. You jumped down straight away, gave a quick pat to the thestrals and quickly sped away, hoping to make as much distance between you and the blonde git as possible.

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You entered the Great Hall and quickly joined Anthony at the Ravenclaw table. You both watched the Sorting, welcoming the new Ravenclaws. You loved your house and you were proud that you could represent it.

"Look at our new teacher." Anthony whispered to you.

You looked up, seeing a toad looking woman all dressed in pink, smiling at everyone in the Hall. You grimaced, wrinkling your nose at her.

"She has horrid fashion sense."

After the feast, Dumbledore began his normal routine of saying that the Forbidden Forest was forbidden and welcomed our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Umbridge. She interrupted the Headmaster and you looked shocked. No one has ever done that. She began to spiel on about the Ministry and the gifts you have as being witches and wizards. You zoned out, thinking angrily about this new teacher and caught the eye of a certain smirking Slytherin.

He was staring at you, staring into your soul it seemed like. You made eye contact with him and a burst of confidence overtook you as you mouthed the word 'daddy' to him. He read your lips and his expression had turned into anger. You giggled to yourself, not realising that you made him furious, but also turned him on.

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"Ravenclaws this way!" you and Anthony shouted at the first years, making sure everyone was there and you led them up to your house.

"Okay, everyone," you started to explain, "To get into our common room, you must answer the riddle that the door gives you. If you can't, I suggest getting some help."

"I'm not a stranger to being locked outside." Anthony smiled sheepishly, making all the first years laugh. You smiled. You and Anthony made a great pair.

You turned to face the door, awaiting the riddle.

"What has 13 hearts but no other organs?"

"A pack of playing cards." you answered simply. You led everyone inside the common room and you could hear the gasps of wonder and the giggles of happiness.

"Hey," Anthony came up to you. "Are you patrolling tonight?"

You shook your head, relived that you didn't have to spend your first night with Malfoy.

"Lucky, I do, with stupid Parkinson." You giggled at his misfortune and waved goodbye to him, making your way to your dormitory.

You shared with four other girls; Mandy Brocklehurst, Padma Patil, Lisa Turpin and Isobel MacDougal. You never really got to know them, finding that you got along better with the boys in your year. You walked in to see that everyone was already in there. You exchanged smiles with everyone and decided to read for a little bit.

You got lost in the world of books and didn't notice a small owl tapping at your window until Padma nudged you and signalled towards it. You put your book down and saw it a was a note from Hermione.

Library?

It simply said. You grinned and walked out of your dorm, waving hello to Terry Boot and Michael Corner. You made your way to the library and wandered over to you and Hermione's normal table. You greeted each other and both began to study. Yes, many people would find that odd, but you both wanted a head start, especially on Defence Against the Dark Arts as Harry had claimed Voldemort was back. Which you knew was true.

You felt yourself wanting to tell Hermione about the truth of your father, but you knew she would for sure turn you away and refuse to speak to you. You'd lose all your friends.

"[Name]?" Hermione asked, "Are you okay?"

You nodded. "Just thinking about that Umbridge lady. I don't like the look of her."

"Me too. From her speech I gathered that the Ministry is now interfering with Hogwarts."

You both got into a heated discussion about the holidays with Harry's expulsion and what was to come of this year until Madam Pince hurried you out of the library. Hermione gave you a hug and walked back to her common room.

You began to walk back to the East Towers, seeing that it was already dark. You began to walk up the stairs until a hand grabbed your waist and pulled you towards an unused broom cupboard.

"Riddle." a husky voice whispered in your ear. It was Draco.

"What do you want?" you groaned in annoyance. "I'm trying to get back to my common room. Let go of me." You tried to get out of his grip, but he was too strong.

"I want payback for what you said to me in the Great Hall."

"Calm down, Malfoy, it was only a joke." your voice came out small. You were nervous, all the confidence you had in the Great Hall had faded now that you were alone with him.

"Not to me." his face was inches away from yours and you could feel his breath on your lips, his hands trailing down from your waist to your behind. He gently squeezed your bottom, chuckling as you slightly jumped. "This year, you will do as I say, Riddle."

"And why's that?"

"Because, you are to wed me and I know your dirty little secret, little snake." he moved his lips closer, licking your bottom lip. You shivered at the touch and weren't prepared for when he smashed his lips against yours. You did all you could to not melt into his arms, but it was no use. All the feelings you pushed away, came back and you kissed him back hard. He slammed you against the wall and trailed his lips down your neck, finding your sweet spot and sucking on it.

"Draco, stop." you whispered, knowing he was leaving his mark there.

"But you're mine." he growled back. He was ready to rip off your robes until you heard arguing coming from outside the cupboard.

"Shut up, Parkinson! Merlin, you're annoying." it was Anthony. You sighed in relief, pushing Draco away from you and slipping outside the cupboard, running all the way back to your common room. Leaving a disgruntled Malfoy, still very horny.