The door is slammed open with such force, the oak ricocheted off of the wall, jarring and swinging back in towards the door-jam. A palm rises and presses forwards, so that the door slammed against her palm, instead of her face, preventing a possible broken nose.

She smirked and casually pushed the door away from her again and sauntered forwards. Her head tilted to an angle and her eyes searched out the room with careful precision. Hmm.. Nope. He definitely wasn't here yet. Might as well get this show on the road and clean up. God forbid Draco use a broom for Christ-sakes. She rolled her eyes, a natural habit of hers.

She pulled her wand out of her pocket and thought for a moment before whispering,

"Recusso!" Flicking her slender wrist and pointing her wand in the direction of the empty 'Professors Desk'. A black muggle looking stereo-system appeared. She grinned, loving the effects of magic. Waltzing her self towards the 'Stereo' she pushed play and relaxed as Mudvayne blared the song, ' Dig' into the air.

She slid her wand back into her robes inner pocket then grabbed a broom, dancing it across the room, sweeping in the process. She ignored the presence of Draco, as he entered and stared at his surroundings, aghast at the music blaring in his ears and the girl nimbly jumping around the room.

" I hope you do not call that spasmodic jumping around, dancing." She finally slowed to a stop as the song ended and canted her hips, bracing her feet apart firmly and planting one hand on her hip which jutted out just slightly, the other was held out at her side, grasping the broom. She lifted her chin, nose in the air, and glared down the bridge of said nose at him and his interruptions.

" Ugh. Can I help you, Draco? Better yet." She shifted quickly, her foot coming into contact with the bristles of the broom, swinging it outwards in his direction; she let go of the handle and watched it twirl through the air at him. She burst into laughter at his startled expression, watching as he just barely dodged he broom. The broom crashed into the door, the impact causing a startling sound. She continued to laugh, her arms crossed over her abdominal area and she leaned forth at the waist, eyes closed and laughter echoing back into their ears.

Draco growled and stalked forwards, his hands grasping her upper-arms and jerking her to an up-right position, shaking her violently back and forth,

" Do you never quit? Your games are childish and grow tiresome. Must you persist in your annoying ability to humiliate me?" She stopped laughing abruptly, her amusement fading into simmering anger.

" Why do you have your hands on my person? Desist with your touching and move along to the other side of the room, before I bloody well cut off your fucking hands!!" She lifted her arms up, through his, bent her elbows, and brought them down, hard, against his wrists, causing him to wince and release his grip upon her arms. She slid backwards, out of reaching distance, and smiled.

" Ah, can't touch this!" And danced in place. Draco rolled his eyes,

" Whatever, Vamp. Lets just get this over with, alright?" She sniffed at him, pretending to be offended, before shrugging and tossing a broom at him again, this time, he caught it, glaring at her.

"Thanks." Was muttered, she wrinkled her pert nose and poked her tongue out at him,

"Don't get use to it!" She snapped. Her form was already moving in the direction of the broom she had previously thrown. She leaned over, lifted the broom up and held it between her feet long enough to shrug her slender arms out of the robes. She lifted her arms above her head, robe in hand, and settled it, most precise like, upon the edge of the door. Turning back she began to sweep the floor again, making sure to sweep up a cloud of dust in Draco's direction. Laughing when he began to sputter and cough, then realized that she was doing it deliberately. She laughed, and then shrieked when the bottom of his broom came into contact with her rounded derriere. She paused, startled, staring at him wide eyed. Did he just... No.. Yes he did, that little prick!!

She whirled upon the equally wide-eyed Draco, whom in turn turned and ran behind the desk.

" I'm going to kill you, you little … !!!!" She jumped up onto the desk and glared down at him from her new night, lifting her broom above her head and swinging it down, twisting her body as he ran around the desk, catching him in the back of the head and sending him sprawling, he twisted, mid-air, in time to land on his back, staring up at her in astonishment, from which point she dropped the broom, laughing.

And in this bout of laughter, the door swung back open, a tall figure stood with a disapproving expression,

" What.. May I ask.. Is going on here?"