The magical implant had proved to be both a blessing and a curse for Hermione. While there had been no further contact between herself and Draco in the last week, she was made aware that he was undoubtedly still fantasizing about their time together. Every night before she fell asleep, the little implant on her clit would begin buzzing insistently, causing her body to rock with orgasm in a mere few minutes. However, as was already stated, the blessing it offered at the end of each night, also came with a darker side.
At random, the vibration would start only for a mere few seconds, just enough to draw Hermione's attention to her throbbing pussy, leaving her hot and bothered before it stopped completely. This happened in the middle of the great hall during breakfast, as she was talking to her friends in the common room, and during her personal worst nightmare-in the middle of potions class.
Draco Malfoy loved watching from his seat as the heat rose to her cheeks, her jaw clenched and her eyes widened with shock at the sudden vibrations. He loved watching her quietly pant and struggle to maintain composure in the midst of a lecture, unable to stop the sensation on her own, only being able to endure it and hope it ended soon. He especially liked the small excuses she came up with when her close friends noticed she wasn't looking well and would ask her what was wrong. The color that rose to her cheeks when this happened was something he craved to see-five-star entertainment at it's finest.
Sometimes, he'd leave the vibrations on for just a little longer than usual, just enough to bring her close to the edge, her thighs rubbing together desperately. Then the sensation would stop altogether.
It was a sick sort of pleasure, and he loved it.