AN; HP belongs to JK Rowling, not me.

"You twisted pervert!" Pansy screamed, quickly closing her robes, flushing even more red as she threw the knob from the stair case at me. The vase behind me shattered. I'd rolled off the couch just in time and was ever so grateful that vase wasn't my head. "Just what do you think you're doing down here anyway?" she asked, calming down a bit.

I looked up at her and opened my mouth to answer as she let her hand slide down the hem of her robes, revealing her budding breasts to me once again. "I… um… well… I…" I considered telling her the truth, but I just couldn't find the words; by the time I'd found them, I knew I couldn't tell her. I wanted to yell at her and tell her it was her own damn fault I'd seen her nude, but I just couldn't. I barely found my voice to speak, let alone yell!

"I was taking a nap…" I muttered; eyes cast down. I didn't know if I could handle seeing her nude any longer.

"A nap?"

"Yes."

"You expect me to believe that?" she asked hotly, putting her hands on her hips as she shifted her weight to the left. Clearly… she did not believe me.

It was my story, and I stuck to it. I couldn't have cared less if she believed it or not. "I don't know if you've noticed…' I cleared my throat and prepared to defend myself, "but I am a Malfoy. I can nap anywhere I damn well please!"

That seemed to strike something in her; a good note from what I could tell. She probably respected my family. "Draco Malfoy," I told her, standing up and taking a few careful steps toward her.

True, she respected me now, but she was still mad at me. What was done can never be undone, so it was time to turn on what Father called "the Malfoy charm". At a younger age, I thought I'd need a wand to use it, but then I understood and cleared my throat, extending a hand to her.

To my surprise, she took it, and I began my speech. "To see such a rare beauty before I've earned the privilege seems almost barbaric of me. I do apologize… I understand completely if you'd rather do away with me, but as of yet…" I kissed her hand, "I beg for a chance to redeem myself."

'I sound like my father…' I thought to myself, a bit surprised that those words had come out of me, but not showing it. She giggled and swooned, swaying from side to side as if considering ignoring my words or accepting.

Pansy gazed at me and giggled again, giving my arm a tug. "Okay, Mister Malfoy. I'll forgive you… but on one condition."

Those words made me wary. I wondered what she would make me do. She grabbed my wrist with her other hand, let her robes fall open, and dragged me up the stairs and into my click. I never questioned how she knew where my bed was because my mind was racing with other thoughts. Still wary, I watched her drop her robes at the foot of my bed, crawl in and draw the curtain closed. I looked around at the other beds that held my sleeping companions; Crabbe, Goyle and two other boys. None of them stirred, so I climbed in after Pansy.

Her hand gripped my tie and she pulled me down on top of her. My arms shook as I desperately tried to hold myself up, not wanting to crush her. She pulled harder on my tie and whispered in my ear, "Touch me…"

Wide eyes, at her request, I tried to pull away. Of course, she wouldn't let me and held, steadfast, to my tie. I tried harder to sit up, silently cursing the dress code. She shook her head and gripped my shoulders, pulling me back down into a kiss. Pansy tried to deepen the kiss as she pressed herself to me, wanting my touch. I put my hands on her inner thighs and pushed her down, back on to the bed.

"You don't want me?" She asked suddenly. "What about all that nice stuff you said on the stair case..? Did you lie to me, Draco?" then she sounded ready to cry. I grabbed both of her wrists and pinned her to my bed, kissing her as she let go of my tie.

She let me sit up and I backed up a bit while I still had the chance. I had to think fast and cover my tracks, as it were. "I didn't lie to you, my dove… I don't have it in me to lie about something like this…" Pansy raised an eyebrow but did not question me.

"Then c'mon, Draco…" She moaned, using two fingers to spread the lips of her vaginal passage, "Touch me."

My body took control of itself and my heart began to pound as I bent down, low enough to put my chin to the mattress. I took her legs in my hands and gently licked between those lips and her two delicate fingers.

I heard her breath catch in her throat and I felt her body convulse, just once. She exhaled that captured breath in a moan as I traced back between those lips with my tongue. "D-Draco… Draco!" She sounded breathless, but I could tell she did not want me to stop.

She gripped my hair with both hands, but did not dare pull. Pansy was egging me on, moaning and whispering my praise as I lapped up her juices with my tongue. Part of me wondered if the other boys had woken up or even moved. Pansy was getting louder and for some reason, I liked it. I liked the moans; the taste of her essence was heavy on my tongue and I loved the feeling of absolute control.

Slowly, I began to wonder more I could get away with and slipped a finger inside her beside my tongue. Pansy moaned out loud and arched her back. I wanted to keep going, but she pulled away from me. "No, no… mustn't take it all at once, Draco… you greedy little thing…" she said, a finger on my nose.

I stared up her arm, almost hungrily, eyes losing focus. "I'll see you in class, stud." Pansy gillgles at me and disappeared, taking her cloak with her. Now curled uup in my bed, I stared up at the ceiling and wondered why she'd have me do that. The answers never came, so I continued to stare, waiting for sleep to take me…