A/N: OKAY, this I another one of my loser stories for Live Journal. Please do not read if you don't read slash. Dedicated to Katy.--Rita
"Come on, Draco," Pansy purred, "let's go up to the astronomy tower I want to show you something I learned to do with my tongue."
Draco unwedged Pansy's hand from his arm and shook his head. "Sorry, Pans, but I have detention tonight with Trelawney. I have to write lines."
"Oh, Pooh," she said stamping her foot."What about after?"
He shook his head. "It'll be late."
She giggled. "I'll go with you, Professor Trelawney will think I'm supposed to be there, too."
"For Merlin's sake, Pansy, no!" Draco was angry. He clutched his book bag to his chest. "It's bad enough I have spend the whole the evening with Neville Longbottom, quit smothering me!"
Pansy was not easily dissuaded and rarely took offense, so she kissed her boyfriend and rubbed his cock through his robes. "I'll be waiting," she said skipping away.
Malfoy climbed the ladder to Professor Trelawney cursing the whole way. Neville was already in the classroom. He looked nervous, as he usually did, and flinched when Draco slammed his book bag on the table in front of him. They looked at each other and Draco gave him his most arrogant look, shoving Neville's book bag off his own table.
Neville's hands were clenched and he sat erect in the chair. The room was hot and smelled of incense. Professor Trelawney entered the room and sat down in her familiar overstuffed chair. She poured herself a cup before speaking.
"My third eye is keenly aware that you will try to cheat tonight, but you know you won't get away with it. You will write lines until my muses tell me it's time for you to stop."
Neville raised his hand shyly. "Professor? What do we write?"
Professor closed her eyes and held out her hand, "You will write what your heart tells you to write. An apology."
Draco sniggered and got out his quill and parchment and began writing. Before Draco wrote his first line, Professor Trelawney was snoring. Draco looked at Neville and smiled smugly. He stood up and walked over to him. Neville smiled back at him.
"What did you give her?" Draco smoothed down Neville hair and brushed his cheek.
"Sleeping potion," he said, grinning. Neville grabbed the back of Draco's head and pulled him close. His lips crushed his and Draco whimpered.
"Oh Neville," he sighed. "I thought tonight would never come. I've miss you so much."
Neville laughed. He stroked Draco's face affectionately. "Poor baby. Tell me how much you missed me."
"I'd rather show you," he purred. "l learned something incredible to do with my tongue I know you're going to love," he said, reaching for him.