AN: La la la la la la la. Anyways, we're moving on with the story. To bring
you up to speed, Paige is the new chick with a dirty little secret,
Malfoy's got her bra, and everyone thinks Malfoy's gorgeous. IF you don't,
then you shouldn't be reading this should you??
~*~Pleasure Kitten~*~
Chapter Three: Potions Class was never so much Fun.
Paige did manage to get to Transfiguration class, though she was late Prof. McGonagall let her off because she was new. Though she warned it would not always be like that. Paige had nodded politely but inside her head she was uttering ever curse she could at Malfoy. Now not only did have her bra her now officially owned her dignity. Harry and the others sent her questioning looks through the lesson which Paige just ignored. She didn't want to think about it until after her chest was firmly supported again.
~*~*~*~
For the rest of the week Paige managed to skirt around Malfoy during class breaks. But the Gryffindor Seventh years had Potions with the Slytherins as the last lesson for the week. Paige wasn't going to be able to miss this one. Hermione had begun to worry a little for her new friend. And shared her worry with the others when Paige stood reluctantly outside the Potions dungeon.
"Harry, Ron, I think there's something up with Paige," Hermione whispered to the two.
"Herms it right, the other night, we were in the library and she practically screamed when I tapped her on the shoulder," Harry added.
Ron looked quizzical, "What could it be? She's not shy or anything, do you think there's something she's not telling us?"
"I'm not sure as yet, but I bet you anything Malfoy has something to do with it," Hermione said coldly.
"What makes you say that?" Ron asked.
"Well because whenever she sees Malfoy in the hallways or courtyard she turns and takes the long way round,"
Harry bit his lip worriedly; Ron was already starting to fume. Even if he had only known Paige for a week he wasn't letting one of his friends, old or new, get pushed around by a prick like Malfoy.
"If he's doing anything to her, you know I'm going to have to hurt him Harry," Ron said sourly.
"Calm down Ron, it's probably nothing, maybe Paige just has some good sense and is avoiding him," Hermione reasoned.
"Ron, I think Hermione has a point. Don't take you anger out on anyone just yet, until we're sure ok?" Harry said sternly.
Ron reluctantly nodded. The three joined Paige at the door way to the dungeon, she nearly jumped three feet in the air.
"Oh god, sorry guys. You gave me a bit of a fright,"
The three looked at each other for a moment, "It's ok, come on, otherwise we might be late for the lesson we hate most," Harry said quickly.
They guided her in and sat down as far away from Malfoy as possible. Paige kept her eyes on the desk in front of her and tried to use Ron and Harry who were sitting next to her on either side as a shield. But she knew Malfoy was smirking smugly at her back. And it was annoying the hell out of her.
Luckily for Paige she had the lesson to focus on as Prof. Snape glided into the room and began the lesson.
"Students, today you will be starting your new project for the semester. Due to some very stupid accidents in recent years, (Snape glared around the class, mainly at Neville Longbottom) you will be working in pairs. Hopefully this will reduce the amount of accidents that seem to come from this class. But also due to unworthy work, I will be pairing you up for your assignment," another glare at the class.
Paige froze in her seat, the possibilities were endless. She could be paired with Malfoy seemed to be the worse of them all.
"When I call out your names you will sit with your partner, I suggest you move quickly because this assignment is due in two weeks. Weasley and Parkinson,"
Ron looked terrified.
"Potter and Balinise (AN: I don't know how to spell his name, or hers). Granger and Goyle, Longbottom and Crabbe. O'Donnell and Malfoy,"
Paige slumped down in her chair and nearly cried. Of all her luck today it decided to be unlucky. Harry gave her a sympathetic smile before moving off to Balinise's table. Paige squeezed her eyes shut and hoped that she was dreaming, but the Prof.'s voice interrupted.
"Miss O'Donnell I suggest you join Mister Malfoy at his table or you'll be loosing points for your house sooner than Mister Longbottom here has," Snape snarled.
An echo of sniggers came from the Slytherin side even if they were being paired with Gryffindors. Paige groaned as Snape went back to pairing students without showing any mercy. Paige turned around and glared at the smirking smug brat Malfoy. He leaned back in his chair comfortably and nodded to her beckoning her to come to him. Paige clenched her teeth together before collecting her books and walking very stiffly towards the back of the dungeon.
She dropped her book bag onto the desk heavily to prove a point, making sure Malfoy knew she did not want to be there. She sat down next to him moving her chair as far away as possible. Malfoy merely continued to smirk at her.
"Everyone, take out some parchment and take down these notes. These will be very useful if you are very prone to messing everything you do up," Snape directed this to Neville.
Paige kept her eyes on her parchment in from of her and continued to take notes. Her grip on her quill was getting slightly sweaty as she could feel Malfoy's eyes burning on her neck. HE wasn't taking any notes but watching Paige very carefully.
She had become his unwritten challenge since the first day and the 'bra' incident. She had pride, and she could get very feisty if Malfoy pressed the right buttons. And that's what he liked. And it wasn't as though he hadn't nailed a Gryffindor before, the girl Lavender proved to be an ok fuck even if she did squeal like a pig when she came. Malfoy knew Paige was going to be tough to get under his control, but that's what drove him to do it. It was all about the challenge. Besides, what could Paige do to him anyway? She was just an uptight bitch just waiting to be fucked by the almighty Slytherin sex God.
Letting his mind form a plan Malfoy decided that it could be fun. Playing with the little feisty kitten. It was time he made his first move. Slowly leaning in closer to Paige so that he was about an inch away from her ear he blew his hot breath into her ear. She squirmed away a little trying very hard to focus on what she was writing.
Licking his lips Malfoy let his hot breath rake her cheek slightly before moving back up to her ear. His whispered so only she could hear.
"If I tell you how to get to the Astronomy tower will you give me your panties?"
Paige almost snapped her quill in two at this remark. She turned her head to face him and glared at him so hard she could feel her contacts moving in her eyes. Malfoy only grinned at her and lifted his eyebrow once expectantly. Paige was more than outraged; she turned back to her parchment and continued to write.
Malfoy let out a low chuckle. He knew that her friends weren't there to save her. Malfoy moved in again, he tried a different approach for a different reaction. He slowly scooted his chair closer to hers. She stopped writing for a moment but didn't look at him. Malfoy bit his bottom lip seductively as he let his fingers trace down onto her thigh. Paige's reaction was better than he had expected. She dropped her quill just as she was about to dip it into the ink bottle spilling a little onto the desk. But she also jumped right out of her chair falling back onto the cool stone dungeon floor. She fell with a thud and the whole class looked to see what had happened, including Snape.
"Twenty points from Gryffindor for disturbing class Miss O'Donnell. And you can serve out a detention for wrecking school property," Snape said coldly pointing with his wand at the spilt ink on the desk.
Paige didn't have time to defend herself, one deathly glare from Snape and she clenched her teeth down so hard it hurt her jaw. Picking herself up from the floor Paige felt heat rushing to her cheeks. If looks could kill Malfoy would be cremated by now.
He chuckled softly to himself leaning back in his seat very pleased with himself. The first part of his plan had been a breeze. And, he was enjoying it.
AN: Shorter than the others I know, but it will eventually get there. Even if no one is getting the plot at the moment.
~*~Pleasure Kitten~*~
Chapter Three: Potions Class was never so much Fun.
Paige did manage to get to Transfiguration class, though she was late Prof. McGonagall let her off because she was new. Though she warned it would not always be like that. Paige had nodded politely but inside her head she was uttering ever curse she could at Malfoy. Now not only did have her bra her now officially owned her dignity. Harry and the others sent her questioning looks through the lesson which Paige just ignored. She didn't want to think about it until after her chest was firmly supported again.
~*~*~*~
For the rest of the week Paige managed to skirt around Malfoy during class breaks. But the Gryffindor Seventh years had Potions with the Slytherins as the last lesson for the week. Paige wasn't going to be able to miss this one. Hermione had begun to worry a little for her new friend. And shared her worry with the others when Paige stood reluctantly outside the Potions dungeon.
"Harry, Ron, I think there's something up with Paige," Hermione whispered to the two.
"Herms it right, the other night, we were in the library and she practically screamed when I tapped her on the shoulder," Harry added.
Ron looked quizzical, "What could it be? She's not shy or anything, do you think there's something she's not telling us?"
"I'm not sure as yet, but I bet you anything Malfoy has something to do with it," Hermione said coldly.
"What makes you say that?" Ron asked.
"Well because whenever she sees Malfoy in the hallways or courtyard she turns and takes the long way round,"
Harry bit his lip worriedly; Ron was already starting to fume. Even if he had only known Paige for a week he wasn't letting one of his friends, old or new, get pushed around by a prick like Malfoy.
"If he's doing anything to her, you know I'm going to have to hurt him Harry," Ron said sourly.
"Calm down Ron, it's probably nothing, maybe Paige just has some good sense and is avoiding him," Hermione reasoned.
"Ron, I think Hermione has a point. Don't take you anger out on anyone just yet, until we're sure ok?" Harry said sternly.
Ron reluctantly nodded. The three joined Paige at the door way to the dungeon, she nearly jumped three feet in the air.
"Oh god, sorry guys. You gave me a bit of a fright,"
The three looked at each other for a moment, "It's ok, come on, otherwise we might be late for the lesson we hate most," Harry said quickly.
They guided her in and sat down as far away from Malfoy as possible. Paige kept her eyes on the desk in front of her and tried to use Ron and Harry who were sitting next to her on either side as a shield. But she knew Malfoy was smirking smugly at her back. And it was annoying the hell out of her.
Luckily for Paige she had the lesson to focus on as Prof. Snape glided into the room and began the lesson.
"Students, today you will be starting your new project for the semester. Due to some very stupid accidents in recent years, (Snape glared around the class, mainly at Neville Longbottom) you will be working in pairs. Hopefully this will reduce the amount of accidents that seem to come from this class. But also due to unworthy work, I will be pairing you up for your assignment," another glare at the class.
Paige froze in her seat, the possibilities were endless. She could be paired with Malfoy seemed to be the worse of them all.
"When I call out your names you will sit with your partner, I suggest you move quickly because this assignment is due in two weeks. Weasley and Parkinson,"
Ron looked terrified.
"Potter and Balinise (AN: I don't know how to spell his name, or hers). Granger and Goyle, Longbottom and Crabbe. O'Donnell and Malfoy,"
Paige slumped down in her chair and nearly cried. Of all her luck today it decided to be unlucky. Harry gave her a sympathetic smile before moving off to Balinise's table. Paige squeezed her eyes shut and hoped that she was dreaming, but the Prof.'s voice interrupted.
"Miss O'Donnell I suggest you join Mister Malfoy at his table or you'll be loosing points for your house sooner than Mister Longbottom here has," Snape snarled.
An echo of sniggers came from the Slytherin side even if they were being paired with Gryffindors. Paige groaned as Snape went back to pairing students without showing any mercy. Paige turned around and glared at the smirking smug brat Malfoy. He leaned back in his chair comfortably and nodded to her beckoning her to come to him. Paige clenched her teeth together before collecting her books and walking very stiffly towards the back of the dungeon.
She dropped her book bag onto the desk heavily to prove a point, making sure Malfoy knew she did not want to be there. She sat down next to him moving her chair as far away as possible. Malfoy merely continued to smirk at her.
"Everyone, take out some parchment and take down these notes. These will be very useful if you are very prone to messing everything you do up," Snape directed this to Neville.
Paige kept her eyes on her parchment in from of her and continued to take notes. Her grip on her quill was getting slightly sweaty as she could feel Malfoy's eyes burning on her neck. HE wasn't taking any notes but watching Paige very carefully.
She had become his unwritten challenge since the first day and the 'bra' incident. She had pride, and she could get very feisty if Malfoy pressed the right buttons. And that's what he liked. And it wasn't as though he hadn't nailed a Gryffindor before, the girl Lavender proved to be an ok fuck even if she did squeal like a pig when she came. Malfoy knew Paige was going to be tough to get under his control, but that's what drove him to do it. It was all about the challenge. Besides, what could Paige do to him anyway? She was just an uptight bitch just waiting to be fucked by the almighty Slytherin sex God.
Letting his mind form a plan Malfoy decided that it could be fun. Playing with the little feisty kitten. It was time he made his first move. Slowly leaning in closer to Paige so that he was about an inch away from her ear he blew his hot breath into her ear. She squirmed away a little trying very hard to focus on what she was writing.
Licking his lips Malfoy let his hot breath rake her cheek slightly before moving back up to her ear. His whispered so only she could hear.
"If I tell you how to get to the Astronomy tower will you give me your panties?"
Paige almost snapped her quill in two at this remark. She turned her head to face him and glared at him so hard she could feel her contacts moving in her eyes. Malfoy only grinned at her and lifted his eyebrow once expectantly. Paige was more than outraged; she turned back to her parchment and continued to write.
Malfoy let out a low chuckle. He knew that her friends weren't there to save her. Malfoy moved in again, he tried a different approach for a different reaction. He slowly scooted his chair closer to hers. She stopped writing for a moment but didn't look at him. Malfoy bit his bottom lip seductively as he let his fingers trace down onto her thigh. Paige's reaction was better than he had expected. She dropped her quill just as she was about to dip it into the ink bottle spilling a little onto the desk. But she also jumped right out of her chair falling back onto the cool stone dungeon floor. She fell with a thud and the whole class looked to see what had happened, including Snape.
"Twenty points from Gryffindor for disturbing class Miss O'Donnell. And you can serve out a detention for wrecking school property," Snape said coldly pointing with his wand at the spilt ink on the desk.
Paige didn't have time to defend herself, one deathly glare from Snape and she clenched her teeth down so hard it hurt her jaw. Picking herself up from the floor Paige felt heat rushing to her cheeks. If looks could kill Malfoy would be cremated by now.
He chuckled softly to himself leaning back in his seat very pleased with himself. The first part of his plan had been a breeze. And, he was enjoying it.
AN: Shorter than the others I know, but it will eventually get there. Even if no one is getting the plot at the moment.