"What does Pansy have to do with this?" Draco looked around mockingly. "She doesn't seem to be here now."
Risking it, Draco got up and moved over to Millicent's chair where he perched on the arm. "Seems like third times the charm," he mused smugly. "You can't tell me it wasn't fun." It at least had its fun parts, he was sure. Even if Millicent was far more demanding about receiving pleasure than Pansy was.