This choice: Meanwhile, in the Slytherin common room... • Go Back...Chapter #7L'habit ne fait pas le Malfoy by: theskin   Malfoy, not Crabbe, felt crabby. It was getting harder and harder to access the common room undetected, and Crabbe & Goyle's "discreet" attempts at standing guard had been a far cry from success thus far. He did have some polyjuice reserves, and those had proven useful to acquire (read: steal) some materials for the vanishing cabinets. But he was growing more and more impatient. He had made no progress at all, and his fellow slytherins tired of the secrecy and arrogance of his mission. Pansy had started to give him the cold shoulder, and Daphne barely gave him the time of day. He needed a win, and fast.
... Suddenly, it hit him. A brilliant idea, he should've thought about it ages ago!!!
"Goyle, do you still have the extra ravenclaw uniforms you stole from the house elves ?"
Goyle visibly darkened at the memory, as part of one of his disguises, he'd had had to wear glasses. The indignity!
"I think so Draco, why ?"
"I just had an idea is all. I'll be you-know-where until late tonight, cover for me, will you?"
"Sure thing boss" said Crabbe & Goyle in unison.
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Some hours later, Malfoy was in the room of requirement, in front of a large gilded mirror. Wearing a ravenclaw uniform.
A female ravenclaw uniform.
He'd been trying to practice feeling natural in it. He thought you could "clock" Crabbe & Goyle from a mile away whenever they were polyjuiced because they kept standing hunched, legs spread out like they were about to wear an egg, complaining that their bras were itchy, and refusing to wear anything else than their scratchy cotton briefs. Totally unprofessional.
Because HE was more devoted to the cause, HE was smarter and HE would be the one to lead the death eaters to victory, HE had made sacrifices. Scheming and planning felt all the better after it. So shaving his legs, wearing panties, trying to work out the exact voice, cadence, peculiarities of his target, now THAT was beyond the level of these peons. Potter could never.
Plus, he had to admit the texture of the panties and the soft grey pantyhose was not all that unpleasant on his legs and butt. It made sense in a way, it was pleasurable to the touch whenever he undressed women (well, mostly Pansy). Why shouldn't it be pleasurable now ?
Fairly sure he could mimic her expressions well enough, Draco dug in his bag for his polyjuice pouch, and added a frizzy blonde hair to it. He quickly gulped down four hours' worth of transformation (usually, Crabbe and Goyle did not go beyond an hour, but he wanted to have all the time in the world for his plan).
The first thing he noticed is she tasted good. Sugary and electric, with a hint of something floral. If he were pressed, he'd say she tasted purple. The second thing he noticed was that his skin was melting. At least that's what it felt like. He'd left the polyjuicing to Crabbe and Goyle and was experiencing it for the first time. His bones cracked, his face felt like candlewax, liquid and burning, elsewhere, he felt his feet shrink, something sink inside of him between his loins, and of course, his chest and butt expanded, his thighs rounded, til he was soft all around. As he sighed, he realised his voice was different, more ethereal, more feminine. He took an immediate liking to the new sensations, and that pleasure was compounded when he looked in the mirror.
The image of a sweaty and flustered Luna Lovegood stared back at him. He could not resist and smiled his most wolfish grin. Only to be answered by the same grin, twice as beautiful, on the loony ravenclaw's face.
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