This chapter is dedicated to my Best Friend, Pearla914 the laughing girl, Because she is just Soooo cool ; - )

SlytherinBeauty – Thanks, I guess you like me if you like Frances, cause that's me…hehe! Well…kinda…personality wise, not promiscuity wise…

CUZ. Hope you still like all the stories. Have you finished reading! CALL ME WHEN YOU DO! Or you will be very sorry because I will kill off out of this Fic and bring in…Olivia! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…clears throat Yes well…moving on…

Thanks to Queen Asinoe for marvelous support!

P.S. Please excuse any mistakes, as sleep is in short supply! Thank you…

Frankie

Chapter 8 – Classes

The next day was the first day of real classes for the Three Americans, as the whole of Hogwarts had taken to calling Frances, Keira, and Alexa. Frances and Keira had DADA together first period, while Alexa was in Herbology.

With four rows of desks, Keira and Frances sat next to each other in the front. Keira in the first seat of the first row, Frances in the first seat of the second row, Cho Chang in the first seat of the third row, and Draco in the first seat of the fourth row. Frances, wearing the same I'm-an-adorabley-fuckable-school-girl altered uniform, sat talking to Keira, who was wearing a more conservative version of Frances' altered uniform.

"So," Keira said in a low voice so Draco wouldn't hear. "What was that little display with Draco about? I mean, what about Remus?"

"Oh, that? That was and is just to make Rem jealous. I am going to continue today. You just wait and watch. This classes should be very, very…interesting!" Frances replied in the same low tone glancing at Draco, who glared at her.

She turned and grinned at Keira, who chuckled, before popping up out of her seat and going to sit on Draco's lap. "Draco, darling! You can't be mad at me! That would be Soooo sad!" She pouted, prettily.

Draco sneered. "Yeah? Why?"

"Because," She said right into his ear. She licked the curve of the same ear and whisper, "Then you wouldn't want me to kiss you."

He turned his head to her and she did indeed kiss him. Her tongue snaked out and ran over his bottom lip. He quickly opened his mouth and deepened the kiss. He ran one hand up her side, while the other hand held her around the thighs to keep her on his lap. Her hands were gripping his hair.

Keira laughed as the whole class sat mesmerized by the two. She laughed even harder when, moments later, Remus walked into the room and dropped his books as he spotted the two. The look on his face was absolutely priceless. Utter shock and total jealously, mixed with a tad bit of anger.

He stooped to pick up his books, then cleared his throat. The class, except for Frances and Draco, turned to him and gasped. He stalked up the fourth row and tapped Frances on the shoulder. She broke away from Draco and turned, "What do you—Oh! Hello, R-um…Professor!"

Remus sneered at her. "Detention to both of you for inappropriate conduct!" He turned away and stalked to the front of the room.

Frances threw a smirk to Keira that went unnoticed by everyone else. She stood and walked to Remus' desk, looking like she was about to cry. "Professor?" She said in a small voice. Remus turned to glare at her, but, upon catching sight of her face, his expression softened. "I-I'm sorry, Professor. It-It won't happened again…"

"Well…Maybe I was to harsh on you, since it is your first day of real classes. Never mind the detention, but consider it a warning." He smiled at her. She smiled back and after a second of thought winked.

Draco perked up at that news. "Sir, does that mean I don't have a detention either?"

Remus turned and scowled at Draco. "No, Mr. Malfoy. You have been attending this school for five years or more. You should know better. Report to me at 8:00 p.m. Friday to serve your detention."

Draco scowled then sighed. "But, sir, I have a detention with Snape at eight on Friday."

"Professor Snape. Alright, make it Saturday morning at 8:00 a.m."

Draco sighed loudly and slumped in his seat. Remus turned and motioned Frances back to her original seat. She sat and glanced at Keira who smirked.

Remus opened his notes to see what was on the agenda today, when Keira raised her hand. He nodded at her and she said with a smirk that was meant for only him and Frances to understand, "Professor Lupin, sir, I know this isn't History of Magic or Ministry Laws and Decrees, but I can't ever get an answer from Professor Binns and Professor Curt…well, I'd rather ask you."

"Well, ask away, and I will answer the best I can." I know I'm going to regret this!

"Well, Professor, I was reading the Daily Prophet and I noticed some mention of a student for Drumstrang was having a relationship with one of the teachers. I was wondering if that was legal in the wizarding world, because it isn't in the states. It didn't say ion the article."

Remus turned scarlet. He cleared his throat. "Well, Miss Mahogany, I believe it is quite legal in the wizarding world, although certain schools do discourage it. It is not however ground for the teachers being fired or arrested as it is in the states. It is also not grounds for the expulsion of the student." He swallowed hard.

"Really?" Frances piped up. "It's that wonderful!"

He turned redder if that was possible and swallowed again. "And why is that, Miss Furlan?"

"Oh because I… have a friend who is dating he-his teacher and i-he was very worried about it."

He cleared his throat again. "Really, how very interesting. Now if there are no more questions…yes, Miss Mahogany?"

"Well, I was wondering what the policy is here."

"I actually have no idea, having had absolutely no reason to look it up. Ever. Now, today we are working with repelling a Vanishing Charm. Now, get into pairs and I will in case you in a bubble of Magic through which cannot see or be seen just in case. You also cannot hear or be heard."

Frances, smirking at Keira and then Remus, paired her self with Draco.

Remus scowled darkly.

Once the lesson began, Frances smiled seductively at Draco. "I'm not very good at repelling Vanishing Charms, but I am very good at the Vanishing Charm itself." She murmured. To tell the truth, she was excellent at repelling anything and everything, but then the lesson wouldn't be as fun!

He smiled and muttered the 'magic word' (hehe). Her blouse disappeared.

"Only fair!" She said the word and his shirt disappeared. What she didn't tell him was that she knew how to retrieve the vanished object(s) and that her Vanishing was VERY, VERY hard to reverse, even for Remus.

Her socks disappeared.

His pants vanished, leaving him in green silk boxers.

Her skirt vanished.

She vanished what ever remained, besides the boxers and his robes.

They made-out for the rest of the class. A few minutes before the time she knew Remus would remove the bubble, she pulled her robes tight together so Draco couldn't see what she was doing, and she recalled all her clothes. Draco closed his robes as well.

"Alright, class, lets see the damages." Remus called when the bubbles had disappeared. He went around the room until, finally, he said, "Frances and Draco, what's missing?"

"Well, sir, nothing of mine is missing…" she let her robes fall open and Draco's jaw dropped. "But…" She went and whispered what Draco was missing into Remus' ear, her lips rest brushing his skin.

She pulled away and he laughed as Draco sneered at him. "Well that nothing serious. Moreover, your vanishing spell in exceedingly hard to lift. I guess Mr. Malfoy is just going to have to go to his next lesson as he is." Remus turned to Draco, smirking. "I'll give you a note for you next class."

Draco scowled. "Fine!" He let his robes fall open and, spinning on his heel, he stalked out of the room. Remus hand Frances the note and she ran after the scantily clad Slytherin boy.

"Draco! Draco! Wait!" She ran after him. Finally, she found him being cornered by a group of sixth years. She stalked up to him and, baring her slightly over grown incisors, she hissed at them. "MINE!"

They took one look at her and fled. She turned back to Draco and began stroking his upper thigh through the silk of his boxers. "You forgot your note…I love silk…" She accidentally on purpose brushed him with her fingertips and he groaned. "Well, come on, let's get to class. What class do we have next?"

"Arithmancy." He managed with difficulty, considering she was now stroking the very low part of his lower abdomen. She moved away and he groaned again, this time at the lose of contact.

She grabbed his hand and dragged him to the Arithmancy room through the most well traveled route, which went right by the great hall.