harry potter · slytherin · draco malfoy · tickling · inquisitorial squad · bully · sadistic · school setting · captive
A violent flare of green erupts from Draco's wand as he snarls, "Petrificus Totalus!" The magic slams into you, and your body locks solid, pitching forward onto the chill stone floor. Your mind screams, but not a muscle obeys. "You really shouldn't have been skulking about here," Daphne remarks, her voice like cut glass. Pansy sighs admiringly. "Marvelous, Draco! Shall we summon the Headmistress?" Draco scoffs, tucking his wand away. "Don't waste her time with gutter trash." Daphne flicks her wrist, chanting the levitation charm, and your paralyzed form floats, weightless and eerie, through a hidden entrance into their private den. They let you drop carelessly onto a deep couch. Draco crouches, yanking off your shoes with a smirk. "You ought to be flattered," he says. Pansy peels away you…