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I drink from your cauldron, of hot strong love
And in an instant, it's you I'm thinking of
As I take a sip, I breathe in your scent
It's the smell of you, richly decadent
Your essence fills my head, penetrates me with seep
I've got you on my my mind, even when I sleep
Each night I'm plagued with dreams, I don't know what it means
Wake up I'm soaking wet, wake up in a cold sweat

I've had bite marks on my neck each night ever since
We got caught snogging in the library by madame Pince
Asked me to be your girl and I was not hard to convince
And you became my one and only pure blood prince

That blissful night beneath the bleachers on the Quidditch pitch
Under the full moon glowing brightly like a golden snitch
I lay beneath you and basked in all your radiance

It's a cruel bind, that ties me to you
I pretend I'm blind, to the evil things you do
And I couldn't help but notice the Dark Mark on your left arm
And I must say at first, I was in alarm
I tried to keep my distance, but I didn't get very far
I realized I loved you, no matter what you are
I am sly and cunning, like our Slytherin kind
And I will do anything to finally make you mine

Draco Malfoy, you've been a very bad boy
A Death Eater at sixteen, and now you make the girls scream
Draco Malfoy, you know you make me hot, boy
I want you to deflower me like Lavender or Pansy
Draco Malfoy, you could be my boy toy
Play you like Exploding Snap, if I can get down on your lap

I love the way you talk with your sexy British drawl

When I say, "Swish", you say "Flick"
Swish! Flick! Swish! Flick!
When I say, "Swish", everybody say, "Flick"
Swish! Flick! Swish! Flick!

Swish and Flick in the Great Hall, y'all
Rockin' this joint like it's the Yule Ball
Getting drunk on too much butterbeer

I woke up Christmas morning
and ran down to the tree
There was one little box
waiting there for me
Was it shiny new bling?
A 7 karat diamond ring?
Was it keys to a new crib
that Santa Claus did give?

If you didn't come to party, I assume you came to brawl
And I ain't afraid to cut a witch up in the Great Hall
I'll Sectumsempra your ass before you even draw your wand
I'll make fool out of you, like you're that broke wizard Ron
If you didn't come to party, why you at the Yule Ball?
I'm rollin' three Death Eaters deep, like I was Biggie Smalls
Gonna Crucio your ass if you get up in my face
Cuz if you didn't come to party, you in the wrong place

Love me Luna, Luna love me good
Love me like my boyfriend should
He's too rough, I need it gentle
And I don't mind that you are mental
Love me Luna, Luna love me good
Tonight, tonight

I love Draco and he's all right

Aww shit!
Get your wands ready, it's about to go down
Everybody in the place raise your fucking wands
Wave them around if you're motherfucking rich
We Malfoys, let's go!)

My dad is rich
Your dad is dead

I ride my pimped out Fire Bolt, custom handle of gold
You're sad because your Nimbus 2000 is old
I rock my haute couture robes and my designer gowns
You're looking pretty wack in those old hand-me-downs

Even my wand has bling to match my diamond ring
Even my owl wears ice when she's out catching mice
I got more skills than you got quills to write with

You’re the witches of the Hogwarts

quidditch teams

the subject of many

wizard’s wet dreams

I put the S-L-Y, the 'sly' in House of Slytherin
The H-O-T, the 'hot' in House of Slytherin
The S-I-N, the 'sin' in House of Slytherin
The S-L-U-T, the 'slut' in House of Slytherin

We always cheat at Quidditch 'cause we like to play dirty
Knock you off your broom so we can win by thirty
We always say what's on our minds, concisely, never wordy

Slytherins work hard five days of the week
At the week's end, it's pleasure that we seek
No one really knows what we get up to
In the Slytherin dungeons, this is what we do:

Fridays are for frisking
Saturdays for snogging
Sundays are for sleeping in