Daddy Dearest [Draco Malfoy x Lily J. Potter] - Prompt Winner

Synopsis: Lily J. Potter survived and went on to become Hogwarts Potions Professor with the aim of teaching and protecting her son, Harry. But she never realized her naivety of even hoping that Draco, her son’s bully, could be changed with her kindness and love.

Now trapped in his little game, she found herself lost in the sensations she had long forgotten—sensations she had yearned for so long.

By Ms. Squirtle

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Years had elapsed since the tragic demise of James Potter, leaving Lily a single mother, raising Harry in the wake of shadows and scars. To remain independent, she assumed the role of Potions Professor at Hogwarts, a subject she had excelled in during her own school days.

Life in England had been a series of challenges, with Dudley Dursley's taunts following Harry around their elementary school all those years. Harry was also constantly questioning his mother why they had to hide their magical nature.

Upon receiving Harry's letter to Hogwarts, Lily saw it as an opportunity for a fresh start.

They relocated to the Wizarding part of Britain, seeking sanctuary from the Dursleys' influence. Unbeknownst to Lily, a new challenge awaited Harry in the form of Draco Malfoy, a name that resonated with echoes of animosity.

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Within the bustling halls of Hogwarts, Lily trailed Draco, her thoughts tangled with concern. The invisible weight of her wand in hand served as a reminder that she was here to protect her son from the torment that seemed to follow him.

She finally found them together in an empty classroom, Draco’s taunting words echoing inside.

Harry and Draco, both in their fifth year at Hogwarts, engaged in a heated confrontation that mirrored Lily's own memories of bullying. Draco's cruel words about Harry's absent father cut through the air, triggering a visceral reaction in Lily.

"Enough of this," Lily whispered to herself, her gaze fixed on the scene in the empty classroom.

With a flick of her wand, Lily revealed herself, the illusion dissolving like mist. Shock crossed Draco's face as he stammered, caught off guard by the presence of the Potions Professor.

"Professor Potter? What are you doing here?" he asked with surprise and confusion in his eyes.

Harry was also surprised, slightly feeling ashamed that his mother came to his rescue. “Mum?!”

Lily eyes Harry, then Draco, “It’s Professor Potter right now, Harry.”

“Professor…” Harry quickly changed his words.

"Mister Malfoy, is this how you're choosing to spend your years at Hogwarts?!" Lily's voice was firm, a blend of the stern professor and concerned mother.

Draco’s heart skipped a beat at the words of the woman. He stared at her figure, standing straight in her heels, knee-length black skirt, white blouse, and robes. Her red hair was tied up into a tight bun, allowing some hair to frame her charming face.

"Mister Malfoy, there's more to life than perpetuating hatred. You have the power to change, to be better."

"You think you know anything about my life?" Draco snapped defensively. He eyed the mature woman up and down, trying to figure out why she thought she could play the hero.

Indeed, she was smart and a professor, but that didn’t mean she alone was someone he should fear. Especially that goodie-two-shoes act of hers, it disgusted him. It reminded him too much of Harry.

Suddenly, a nasty idea flashed through his mind.

Lily, a mother and a professor, spoke with calm determination. "I know about pain, about loss. But I also know about redemption. It's never too late to change," Lily said, her gaze steady, searching his eyes for any sign of understanding.

As the conversation unfolded, Draco's defenses seemed to crack. "You think you can just waltz in here and fix everything?" he retorted calmly and chillingly.

"No, Mr. Malfoy. But maybe I can help," Lily said, her voice softening.

Hesitation painted Draco’s face, acting out his plan. He shook his head, muttering, “No… No, I can’t. You don’t know anything; I’m not that strong!”

As Draco lowered his head, Lily signaled towards Harry to leave, trying to give Draco some privacy to pour out his true heart. Harry left and closed the door to the classroom, leaving Lily and Draco together.

“Tell me, Draco… can I call you Draco? You can tell me, right?” Lily placed her hand on his shoulders.

To her surprise, Draco suddenly moved forward and hugged her, feigning whimpers of sorrow. She didn’t know how to react at first, but her heart melted when she felt how vulnerable he was.

"If you can't think of anything, I'll find a way to help you release all that tension you have." She winced at her own words. "I mean… Maybe you need a little kindness and warmth in your life. I can show you…”

She mentally counted to ten, sensing that Draco wasn’t going to suddenly push her away. She placed her hand on his head, caressing his blond hair lovingly like a mother. She knew a few things about the Malfoy family, and she had a feeling that Draco might be different from his father.

She allowed Draco to wrap his arms around her body, his hand sliding up and down her back. Lily stiffened a little, realizing something wasn’t right. “Draco…? I think you should let go now…”

Draco snorted. He glanced at the door, then back at Lily, and that air of superiority dissolved into something else. Lily wasn't quite sure what it was. There were hints of mischief and curiosity.

“Maybe I like being this close to you?” Draco smiled as he looked into her eyes, his hand crawling down to her soft, plump ass.

“Mister Malfoy! Release me this instant!” She kept her eyes averted in embarrassment and waited for Draco to move away and leave, thinking it was safer not to be alone with him again.

Draco, apparently, had other ideas. Lily felt his hands starting to knead her bottom over the robes and her skirt. Her face flushed in heat, having been without a man for more than a decade. She shook her head, trying to focus. This isn’t appropriate!

“Weren’t you going to show me some warmth?” One of Draco’s hands held her chin in place, his face leaning closer and closer.

Lily placed her hand on Draco’s arm, but she felt too weak to push it away. She was older than him, yes; However, she was still a woman. Facing a maturing young man near the peak of his physical strength, she couldn’t push him away.

Then it happened. His lips collided with hers, his tongue parting her firm lips, invading her mouth with force.

Lily wanted to reject him or maybe even bite his tongue, but her knees buckled at the hot brushes of his saliva coated flesh. The way his hands fondled her ass and the hungry look in his eyes. This was something her body had longed for since long ago, the reason why she averted her gaze from the figures of the young men around her.

Her tongue started to reply out of sheer thirst, drinking in the heat of his saliva. She was losing her senses, drowning in the heat of the moment.

“Umph… ugh… hmmm,” Lily’s angry grunts turned into moans as Draco kept at it, her hands weakly held both his arms. His hands moved from her rounded bottom towards her waist, tugging into her blouse and sinking under her bra.

“Umph... No... We can’t…”

“But you want to,” Draco teased as he pinched her hardening nipple between his fingers, his hand cupping her beautifully formed breast, tasting the softness of her skin.

“See, they're hard already,” he whispered into her mouth.

Lily shivered all over, feeling his cold hand on her body. Then she felt Draco’s other hand go behind her waist, tugging on the zipper of her skirt, pulling it open.

Her skirt went loose and fell to her ankles. Lily pulled away from the kiss, startled by the sudden chilly air around her thighs and legs. Draco looked down, admiring the view of her bare, tender thighs and the red cotton panty, covering her core.

He sneered a smile, noticing the wet patch at the center. “So you're wet already…” Draco pushed his body closer to her, squeezing her breast even harder.

Lily backed away, bumping into a desk. “It’s not… That’s not…”

“Don’t deny it, Professor Pot—Lily… I can call you Lily, right?” He smiled as his free hand took her wrist and pulled her hand toward the large bump in his pants. She didn’t know what to say as he threw back her words at her, teasing her mischievously.

Oh… He’s big… The thought flashed through her mind as her palm finally touched the straining erection over his pants, unintentionally cupping it with her palm. She couldn’t help but bite her lip, knowing what was under the material of his pants.

Draco’s free hand trailed up and down the curve of her hips and thighs, teasing her smooth skin with the tips of his fingers. His other hand was still busy pinching her nipple as his palm fondled her pale breast.

“Of—of course. But Draco, we can’t do this…” Lily tried to act nonchalant, perhaps even a bit of a scolding tone, but it was no use. She was already drenching the red panties covering her weeping slit, and Draco knew it as well as she did.

Suddenly, with a quick move, Draco pulled out his hand from under her blouse and smoothly grabbed onto both her ass cheeks, and picked her up to the edge of a desk. Her skirt fell off as her legs dangled in the air.

“Ah! Draco!” she yelped, sitting at the edge of the desk.

“Shh…” Draco shushed her, easing his way between her legs. “Sometimes you just have to go with it… Lily. You don’t want people to come in and see you like this, do you?”

Lily instantly shut herself up, feeling the tension of what she imagined he was going to do rush to her loins. This was it, that spark of heat she had wanted a few years after she lost James.

Draco took a moment to admire her soaked pantie, then placed his finger on the wet patch. His finger slowly traced a circle around the tiny little lump raised on the cotton fabric, earning a subtle moan from the deprived mother of a grown son. He could feel the cotton getting wetter and wetter.

Draco’s chest leaned closer, prompting her to move back and finally lay on the table.

“How long has it been since anyone touched you here?” he asked.

Lily covered her eyes with both arms, and shook her head. Her mind couldn’t believe she would let a young man touch her that way.

Suddenly, she could feel one of his hands tickling up her smooth belly, pulling up her blouse and her red bra.

His hand found its way back on her heaving, soft, bountiful hill, causing her to quiver in response. He felt his body between her legs, leaning in closer as the finger on her panties hooked the cloth covering her salivating petals to the side.

“Hmm... so pink and precious. I would never have thought someone like Potter came out of here,” he muttered.

“No… Don’t.” Lily tried to close her legs, but Draco’s body stopped her. Her words didn’t mean anything, as her body was honest to his touch.

To her utter shock, Draco dipped one of his fingers to the first knuckle, wiggling inside her as if she were a toy for his amusement. He kept rubbing his middle finger around her hole and plunged it back in.

Lily inhaled sharply, tittering between embarrassment and pleasure. Her petals twitched in reaction, sucking on his curling finger.

“Don’t? Don’t what? You mean this?” Draco added another finger, letting the two tips widen her, stretching her apart as he slowly pushed in. She gasped, sweet little whimpers falling like diamonds from her lips.

“Or this?” He pushed his fingers in deeper, reaching his palm.

“Ah… ahh…” Lily’s body shivered all over. Her walls contracted, squeezing his digits.

Her moans were music to Draco’s ears, finding pleasure in tormenting her. He never knew that Potter’s mother would be such an easy one to coax into sex, probably because she hadn’t shagged anyone for a long time.

Maybe I can make her call me Daddy, Potter… What would you think about that? Hah!

He slid his fingers in and out of her as his other hand kept kneading roughly on her brazenly exposed mounds, switching left and right as he watched her wither under him. Draco noticed that her hips started to move a little, searching for that wonderful feeling more and more.

He loved the way she wiggled her body, teasing his own craving. Lily’s breathing was ragged as Draco slowly kissed his way up her torso, taking his time and delighting in the feel of Lily’s satin-smooth skin on his lips. He finally reached her breasts and nipples with his tongue. He flattened his tongue and licked a long, slow line over Lily’s swollen nipple.

He took the tip into his mouth, sulking and teething, earning jolts of pleasure from her body. Draco closed his eyes against the surge of arousal pounding through him, biding his time, enjoying the situation fully.

“Ummh…” Lily moaned; her hands gripped the sides of the table. Her body instinctively pushed her sultry hills up, inviting him to suck more of her mounds. She loved the feeling. It was different than the suckling of a baby; something more carnal, lewder, and thrilling.

Draco’s finger kept moving, pulling out drip after drip of her hot, sticky nectar. He could feel her tight walls grabbing hold of his finger, milking his digits with its wet walls. His hand pivoted vigorously on her pelvis, shoving his fingers in and out of her hot sheath.

Suddenly, Lily’s body stiffened up, her toes curled in ecstasy. Since it had been too long for her, she peaked quite quickly. She couldn’t hold it in anymore.

With a frenzied explosion of exquisite sensations all over her body, she came onto his hand, dribbling juices all over her now thoroughly soaked panty.

“Oh… you’re so into this, look at all this….” He pulled his fingers out for a moment, showing her the sicky strings on his finger. “Such a slut.”

Lily blushed in shame, her breathing heavy, her petals throbbing to no end. “Don’t put your fingers there again, please…”

“No? You don’t want to feel more good down here?” he asked.

Lily nodded, covering her face with her hands, trying to steady herself

Suddenly, she felt Darco easing back, taking his hands off of her. Lily felt a little relieved, but also a little lost. However, before she could say anything else, she heard it. The sound of Draco pulling down the zipper of his pants.

“Then something else, something better.”

Draco pushed the tip of his swollen, throbbing head onto her drenched petals, pressing in the tip. He paused a little, feeling her tightness opening up for him. He then slowly pushed half an inch in, admiring the conflicted face she was making.

“More?” He asked as he felt her walls sucking on his barely impaling cock.

However, before Lily answered, he pushed another inch in. His cock eased in with the help of her juices, halting in place as if to torment her.

“More?” He asked again, his hands placed on her hip, holding her in place.

“Ahhh… ahh…” Lily lost herself in the pleasure, moaning in agony, and hungry for more of his loving touch.

“Say it, Lily... I don’t know what you want unless you say it… Some more?”

“Ahh... Ye—yes… I need more,” she recklessly cried out, her hands trying to reach for his body as she gripped her own thighs.

“Such a good slut,” he commented, and heavy-handedly plunged in with a deep thrust as his hands pulled her body down onto him. As his cock struck deep within her core, he paused, allowing her walls to stretch perfectly for his size, enjoying the feeling of her throbbing flesh clutching around him.

“Ahh! Yess... fuck!” Lily yelped in pleasure. “Yess… yes… Fuck me please!”

“So you wanted that badly? You want me to fuck you? Then, call me daddy…” He wiggled his hips a little, allowing her to feel it churning her inside.

“No… ah! Ooh!! God... yes! Fuck me! Daddy! Fuck me! I need this so badly,” She yelled.

Heh… See Potter, it isn’t so hard.... Who’s your daddy now? Draco smiled maliciously, starting to move his hips to slowly pick up the pace.

Lily wiggled and swayed under him, bringing her knees up to accommodate him. Draco plowed deep into her, allowing his pelvis to slap the soft lower flesh of her thighs, again and again.

Lily cried out in sultry moans, fully accepting the pleasure he made her feel. Her hips arched toward him to take him further. “Ahh daddy yes… fuck me…”

Draco obliged fucking her to oblivion. He gripped her hips with both of his hands, diving into her as hard as he could, hitting her sweet spot every time until her globs giggled achingly. Every little stimulation made her body react, and Lily couldn't help but moan each time his cock rammed into her.

The table creaked and swayed, following his heavy rocking as he stuck her deepest walls repeatedly.

She couldn’t lie still, kneading and milking him whole with the muscles of her pussy. She felt his dick in her, rubbing her in the most pleasurable ways and hitting every corner deep inside her hole, a feeling she had forgotten.

His pace didn’t falter as he continued to fuck her like his plaything.

"Faster… Your cock feels… amazing." She moaned and continued spilling dirty words from her mouth. "Fuck me… Harder…” Her hips started shaking once more.

Tears formed in her eyes as she begged for him to go faster, to be rougher, to fuck her like she was his bitch.

“Ghh…” Draco groaned as he felt all of his blood rushing to his loins, sending him closer to the edge.

Lily’s pussy was being pleasured and abused by his cock. Draco’s harsh thrusts made her drool like a delirious slut under him. The pleasure was engulfed as Lily gripped the table with all her might.

She finally came once more. Her mouth opened in a silent gasp of shattering release, her muscles knotting up as she arched her body stiffly. Draco obviously didn’t stop, even when he felt her walls gripping onto his dick with intensity—deep groans spilling from his lips.

“Yess… Yes… Come… anywhere!” Lily cried out.

As soon as she muttered those words, Draco’s hot seeds burst into her. He came inside her and used her to ride out his orgasm with intentional deep plunges and slow grinds. Amidst the squelching nasty sounds, Draco shoved his white cream back into her pussy as he continued to plow.

After one final push into her, Draco panted and slumped onto her belly, feeling exhausted and satisfied. Lily whimpered in exhaustion, finally feeling the release she always wanted.

“Tell me… Lily, how does it feel with my cock in you?” He muttered a question as he gently kneaded her breast again, teasing her before he got off of her body and pulled up his pants.

“Good,” Lily lay there, still breathing heavily with a dreamy, dazed look in her eyes. Sweat dripped from her forehead, and it took a moment for her to catch her breath.

She sat up quietly on the desk, looking at her drenched panty that had snapped back into place. Draco’s cream was still dripping to the sides, rolling down onto the table.

“Good load, isn’t it? Maybe Harry can finally have a brother or a sister.” Draco smugly humiliated her as he came back closer between her legs and hooked her chin to look at him. “You know I can help you fill this need anytime… All you need to do is call me...”

“Daddy…” Lily blushed, unable to believe her own sluttiness.

Her lips accepted a peck from Draco before he turned around. She then watched him leave the classroom, sitting alone on the desk, messy from all the fucking they had done, as the final realization dawned.

“H-Harry can never know… never!”

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[A/N: You can suggest any One-shot Ideas for Harry Potter smut in the comments.]