Sneaking Around
Written for the Getting Around Challenge and the Harry Potter Pick Up Line Challenge.
Pick up line used:
* "I'd like to get my basilisk into your chamber of secrets."
Pansy Parkinson tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for her Gryffindor lover. They'd started sneaking around 3 months ago and she was sick of always being the first one to arrive. Pansy sighed impatiently and was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't hear the classroom door open. A familiar pair of arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her close.
"Did you miss me?" He planted kisses on the sensitive part of her neck and she stifled a groan and pushed him away. She was far too angry at being kept waiting to give in that easily.
"Not at all. I was just about to leave when you graced me with your presence, Weasley. Maybe I should see if there's someone in my own house who can see to my needs and actually arrive on time once in a while."
He infuriated her further by smirking in response. "Go ahead and leave, Parkinson. We both know you'll be back. I bet you ten galleons you wouldn't last a week without me." She glared at him, annoyed that he was right. She couldn't get enough of him and it infuriated her that he knew it.
He closed the distance between them once more and leaned down slightly so he could whisper in her ear. "I thought you were leaving, Parkinson."
A spark of rebellion shot through her at his words and she decided to play him at his own game. She leaned in to kiss him and moved her hands around in slow, tantalising circles on his back. As he tried to deepen the kiss she summoned all her self-control and pushed him forcefully away. He gaped at her in shock at having the rug removed from right under his feet. Pansy smiled devilishly at him. Oh, how the tables have turned, Mr. Weasley. He would be eating out of the palm of her hand if she played her cards right.
"I think I will take that bet, Weasley. Have a nice night."
He laughed, clearly thinking she was kidding. When she didn't laugh along he knew that she was serious. A smirk appeared on his face and his confidence returned. "You're on, Parkinson. See you again in two days, if you even last that long without begging me to fuck you up against the wall like you did last time."
Pansy felt a shiver of lust run down her spine as she thought about that night. It had been a rather spectacular shag; the best sex she'd ever had, in fact. Of course, she wasn't going to tell him that as his ego was big enough already. She glared defiantly at him and said, "This time it will be you who is begging, Weasley."
He laughed and brushed his lips softly against hers before moving away. His cobalt eyes burned into her hazel brown eyes. "Perhaps you're right," he murmured huskily. "I really wanted to get my basilisk into your Chamber of Secrets tonight."
Her mouth fell open at his words and it was his turn to smile devilishly. "Close your mouth, Parkinson, you're giving me ideas. Goodnight, sweet dreams."
He walked out of the classroom, leaving her in a state of pure desire. She groaned, cursing her rebellious streak. What had she got herself into?