Chapter 10 - Arguments

Exactly eight minutes later, Frances burst into the Arithmancy room, panting. She waved the note around. She smirked at Draco who was still standing at the back of the room. "I…I got it!" She panted.

"What took you so long?" Draco sneered.

"You try running from here to the DADA room and back in three inch wedges heels. I'd like to see you make it in an hour." She snapped back and folded her up-turned collar down, revealing the fresh hicky.

The class gasped, Keira and Alexa chuckled, and Draco snarled. "Where the fuck did that come from?"

"None of you business!" Frances said haughtily and walked proudly to the front of the room, handed the teacher the note, and went back to her original seat. Alexa had moved back.

It was at that moment that Harry and Hermione burst in, also panting. Hermione went forward and gave their excuse, while Harry, who had spotted the vacant seat next to Frances, sat there.

"Hi, I've been wanting to meet you." Harry said with a smile and an offered hand.

"I'm Frances." She smiled back and shook his hand.

"I'm Harry."
"I know all about you." She gave a slightly seductive grin.

"Why do I have feeling that was not referring to my scar and sob-story?" He smirked.

She leaned in and whispered into his ear, "That's because it wasn't." She licked the shell of his ear gently and he shivered. (hehehe)

"What the hell is going on here?" a soft deadly voice said from above them. Frances looked over Harry's shoulder at Draco and smiled nastily.

Harry turned, slowly, and opened his mouth to respond, but instead of words, he burst into hysterical laughter. "Wow, Malfoy, you must rely be desperate for attention. I mean, first screaming about a hicky in the middle of the Welcome Back feast, which is still there I see, and now going to class in your underwear…"

"Oh, well, you see, the whole lack of clothing thing…It's kinda of my fault, as well as the hicky." Frances cut in as Draco fumed some more.

Harry turned back to her a look of awe on his face. "You truly are amazing. Seriously. I couldn't have come up with something so utterly embarrassing."

She sneered at Draco, "I try. He did after all insult my…cousin, Tom. And Professor Lupin as well. All in one sentence." She turned and winked at Alexa and Keira, who were both watching with interest.

"How the fuck did I insult Lupin? And why do you care?"

"Draco Darling, you said that he would have the bad taste and make the bad judgment to want to see you naked. You also walked right into that insult, Darling!"

Draco's confused eyes turned hard and cold with rage. His slightly flushed face went pale. His lip curled in a snarl. "You, my dear girl, are not one to talk. You are the worst Fuck I have ever had. You're terrible"

Alexa and Keira looked at one another and shook their heads sadly. Big Mistake. Frances leapt to her feet, her back straight, her head up. Her face was a perfect picture of total rage, nostrils flaring, lip curled, eyes narrowed. When she spoke, her voice was only just above a whisper and it was deadly calm. "How dare you? I would not stoop so low as to have sex with you, you filthy inbred bastard. I would not soil myself by coming into that close contact with you! I was using you for my own purposes and I am completely willing to admit it. Now I'm done, so kindly never come near me again, unless you want to experience more pain then Voldemort could inflict in a year of Sundays. That Is A Hell Of A Lot Of Pain!"

She turned on her heel and left the room, Harry running after her to make sure she was okay. Keira and Alexa stopped long enough to get their things and say, "Malfoy, that hicky on your neck is going to leave a mark consisting of a small star and two small dots" before sweeping out behind her.