This choice: "Hi Dru." Pansy Parkinson strode in, dressed in her own lingerie. • Go Back...Chapter #5"Hi Dru." Pansy Parkinson strode in, dr... by: Mr. George   Before Draco could decide what to do. She was startled by Pansy arriving.
"Hi, Dru." she called out sweetly.
She was in an emerald thong, and bra set. Draco couldn't help but noticing how much more manageable, Pansy's chest was.
She was also confused about Pansy's calm acceptance.
Pain lanced through Draco's temple. Raising a hand he tried to quash the pain. However, she found a new set of memories. She found them contradicting her recollection of events. As they arrived, she fought to separate them from the truth. She recalled hearing of 'The Chosen One', on the train, and having Crabbe and Goyle flanking him. He was definitely male. But she also recalled being flanked by Pansy and Millicent, on the train. She recalled the swish of the short skirt over her thighs, as she tried to draw attention from her already attention grabbing bust.
She recalled the arguments between himself and his father between Drumstrang, and Hogwarts. But she also remembered her mother arguing for her to get into Beauxbatons, and her father strenuously arguing for Hogwarts.
She remembered being called 'Draco', a proud name, suggesting power, and dragons, and masculinity. But she also recalled Narcissa calling her in from the garden, her voice chiming out 'Drusilla'. A name that meant dewy-eyed, suggesting allure, and feminity. Instinctively she shuddered at the suggestion of weakness.
The new memories had to be false. She remembered her time as the Slytherin seeker, clutching tightly to the broom, as it whizzed about the sky. She blushed as she recalled the power that swept through the broom, and the feelings it evoked, as she clasped it tightly between her generous breasts. She recalled the whoops from the Slytherin towers, as she flew past on her broom. The masculine cheers, and whoops sounding more sexual, more predatory, than before.
She remembered also being a boy, and flying the same matches. It was real. That felt more real to her. She just knew it in her bones.
A hand landed on her shoulder.
Her head snapped around to see a look of concern written on Pansy's face.
"Drusilla, do you want me to fetch the nurse?" she asked.
Scrunching her eyes shut, when she re-opened them her body was still abundantly female. She would rise to this challenge. She planted her hands on her hips.
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