Draco really didn’t care how the potion came out; he firmly believed that Snape wouldn’t have failed them. However, once he took his hands off of Pansy and saw the color of the potion he found it perfect. Amusing, it seemed that his girlfriend could handle distraction. A pretty good quality for a proper witch to have…
Though, he did feel a hint of disappointment that he couldn’t distract her so much to have her mess it up. Maybe he was bad at this? The awoke a drive in him to correct that.
Letting her take his hand, Draco let Pansy lead them for a few minutes. He wasn’t going to wait too long though. They had lunch next. That gave them more than enough time. Once they got near the broom closet on the first floor, Draco reached for the handle and whipped the door open.
He roughly dragged Pansy inside before pulling it shut. Drawing his wand, he cast a quick silencing charm as he pressed her against the door. Holding her hands above her head, Draco pressed his body against hers.
“Hi,” he breathed be placing a searing kiss on her lips. Lightly, he ran his tongue along Pansy’s lips, seeking to deepen the kiss.