Who: Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson What: Draco needs to figure something out and Pansy is the perfect person to help. When: January 16th, Noon 5th year Where: Potions classroom Rating: NC-17
Millicent’s words had really cut him and he found it impossible to think of much else in the days that had followed. It was the girl that was supposed to worry about the boy’s pleasure. Wasn’t it enough that they got to please him? Why was Millicent so displeased when Pansy seemed fine with it.
He had been tense the entire time. Draco snapped at nearly everyone and went out of his way to bully everyone he could. The tension between him and Millicent was so thick you could cut it with a knife but it wasn’t the good kind of tension like before.
He worried about her threat. Draco had been sure that Pansy would take it out on Millicent if she ever found out and not him. Sure he would get the cold shoulder for a few days or whatever but Millicent had seemed so sure that he would pay that it worried him.
Plus, she had said he was a bad lover. That stung. But what to do?
Sitting in potions, Draco had given the matter so much thought over the last few days that he had come up with a plan. Pansy shared a table with him and they were brewing a potion; well, he was sitting and watching while she brewed it.
Under the table, his hand came to rest on her knee. Studiously, he observed the potion as his fingers teasingly caressed the bare skin just above her knee high socks. After a few moments, his fingers wandered to the inside of her thigh.