Draco gave her a sly grin. Millicent either chose not to or didn’t think of taking a shot at him about how quickly he had come. Good. “Guilty,” he admitted with a smug smile. “Loved it, in fact.” His gaze fixed on her lips for a moment. “I might need to…pull you into somewhere private after class tomorrow.”
“Do with you?” Draco asked. “What do you mean?” Pansy had always happily gone about…whatever it was she did after pleasing him. What did Millicent want? He had gotten her going and she had enjoyed it. What else was there to do?