Lavender pouted again as Fleur told her what was in store. It was really hard to look sad when she was nothing but excited by what was about to happen. When Fleur mentioned “playing favorites” Lavender couldn’t help it and giggled, breaking character, thinking about how incredibly ironic that statement was. “Of course not, Professor. Can’t have that,” she agreed, unable to stop giggling.
Getting herself under control and back in character, Lavender let herself be guided across Fleur’s lap. She felt her skirt slide up before Fleur even touched it and the bottom of her little, white, girlish knickers showed. Like her skirt, they were a little too small for her and a little tight.
Without conscious though, Lavender wiggled caused her round arse to move in front of Fleur; likely making it a very tempting target. Glancing towards the door, she pretended that it wasn’t charmed and warded and let the thought that anyone could walk in and see the Professor spanking make her even more randy.