The Lighter Side of the Sex God

Chapter 9

Draco's POV

Snape continues reading off partners. Michelle works with Ricky, this is not good!

"Now class, start reading in your texts on page, 584. That is the chapter on some of the potions we will be doing. Read it, for the rest of class." Snape snarls. He stomps out of the classroom and slams the door behind him.

The whole class closes their books and erupts in chatter. People get out of their seats and move to different tables.

I see Michelle turn to Jacque and they begin to converse. They both get up from their seats and make their way to our table.

As Michelle walks past Ricky he grabs her arm and stops her. Blaise sees that it upsets me and grabs me before I can do anything.

"Where are you going?" Ricky asks Michelle nosily.

"What's it to you?" She snaps back. She rips her arm loose from his grasp.

"I would like to know where my girl is going." He replies trying to be smooth.

"For the last time, I'm not your girl." She walks towards me.

Michelle winks and smiles at me. Jacque sits on Blaise's lap and they begin to snog.

It's almost like they want to swallow each other whole. I laugh to myself.

Michelle comes to me. I welcome her with open arms and with that she sits on my lap.

"Hey Smooth." She says to me. She is so cute when she calls me Smooth.

"Hello," I say.

Michelle's POV

How dare that asshole call me his girl! Again!

That doesn't matter because I have my man Draco, and he is a way better boyfriend then Ricky could ever even think about being.

"This really sucks about partners, doesn't it?" I say in a very pathetic tone.

"Well not really, Pansy's not that bad company. She can give really good head." Draco says.

I hit him hard in his stomach, "Draco!"

"Ouch! I was just kidding." He says while rubbing his stomach, "Pansy isn't that great at giving head." He says sarcastically. He flinches, but I don't hit him.

He relaxes, thinking I'm not going to hit him, but I do anyways.

"Ow! Stop!" He whines, "You're damaging the infamous Malfoy body." He says conceitedly.

I clearly roll my eyes at him; he laughs and plants a kiss on my cheek. I return a kiss on his lips.

He gives me the legendary Malfoy smirk and I can't help but melt.

I look over at Jacque and Blaise, I think Jacque's turning purple; she probably can't breath.

"Hey, why don't you two come up for air every once in awhile?" I say to the couple.

Jacque looks up at me; her face is a little red. She wipes a bit of spit from her lips.

"Sorry, did you need something?" She asks obviously annoyed.

"No, nothing just thought you two could use a bit of air. That's all." I say to her.

She stares at me for a second then laughs. We all laugh a little.

I hear a few chatters and giggles from behind me. I look back and Ricky has a swarm of girls around him.

Pansy Parkinson, obviously the leader of the groupies, her gang and few other girls surround him.

Chantal Day, one of Pansy's goons, is sitting on his lap being extremely friendly.

I knew it wouldn't be too long before Ricky would get a girl. Any idiot with eyes can tell that his is very good-looking. If only those girls knew what kind of monster he was, they wouldn't be fawning over him.

Ricky looks at me and winks. I snarl and roll my eyes. I kiss Draco very passionately.

I then look back and jealousy is burning in Ricky's eyes. I smile and turn my attention back to Draco.

"What was that all about?" Draco asks inquisitively.

"What was what all about?" I ask confused.

"Getting jealous of the girls around Ricky then kissing me to make him jealous." Shit! Why does he have to know me so well?

"I was not getting jealous." I try to cover.

He gives me an I-know-you-better-than-anyone-else-so-don't-lie-to-me kind of look.

I avoid his eyes and turn my attention back to Jacque and Blaise. Surprisingly they didn't start kissing again, they were actually talking.

I didn't think that they did that.

"So, that's cool you guys get to be partners for this thing." I say.

"Yes, it sure is." Blaise says.

"It's too bad that you have to be with him." She nods her head towards Ricky.

"Yea but maybe it will be some kind of stay-away-from-each-other potion so I won't have to be around him so much." I laugh.

Draco ignores the fact that I was getting jealous and joins in the laughter.

"Sucks for you too, Draco. You have to be with the Hogwarts Whore." Blaise laughs.

Pansy turns around quickly and scowls Blaise. We all laugh harder.

Draco stops laughing and tightens his grip around my waist to get my attention.

"So, have you thought of any themes for the Halloween Dance?" He asks me.

"That would be awesome if we could do a fifties style!" Jacque exclaims.

"That is interesting, or do a gothic theme, with gothic style dresses and gargoyle statues!" I say getting excited.

Draco and Blaise just stare at us, looking at us like we're crazy.

"Oh, that is cool! I like that idea. What do you guys think?" She directs her attention to them.

They obviously weren't paying very much attention to us because they stared blankly at us.

"We're talking about dance themes. I brought up the idea of a Gothic theme." I speak slowly just so they can get it all, "We would like to know you're opinion."

They finally snap back to reality and answer.

"Yea, yea sounds great." They both say.

Jacque and I laugh to each other. The boys didn't get why we were laughing but that's okay.

Snape abruptly strides in the class.

"Class dismissed." There must be something going on with him, why else would he not get upset at the fact that we are all up out of our seats not doing what he told us.

"Well, off to Transfiguration." Draco says.

We pack up our stuff and head towards the door. Draco, Blaise and Jacque walk ahead of me.

"I'll catch up guys, I can't find my notebook." I say to them.

"Alright, see you in class." Draco says, he gives me a kiss and walks off with his best friend.

The classroom cleared. Maybe now I can find it.

"Where is that notebook?" I say to myself. I look under my desk and all around my seat. I still cannot find the bloody thing!

"Looking for this." That same eerie voice I heard in the Great Hall that morning spoke again.

I turn around and it is none other than Ricky, the cruelest person in the world.

He was holding up my black notebook and was blocking the classroom doorway.

"Why do you have that?" I ask coldly.

"Why I was hoping we could get a little alone time?" He says while advancing towards me.

"You better stay away or I will hurt you." I threaten. I can feel my knees get weak. I try to search for my wand but it is in my bag on the floor.

"You won't hurt me." He says with pride.

"And what makes you think that?" I ask with my hands on my hips to create the image that I am more confident than I really am right now.

"Because every time I come around you, you get weak. Your breathing gets shorter, your knees shake, your heart races, you stutter." He says still moving towards me but in an uncomfortably slow way.

"I- I-," I clear my throat and try to regain my composure, "I do not."

He smiles cynically, "See you're starting to stutter, your knees are shaking and your breathing is about to get shorter,"

He still moves towards me and for some reason I feel frozen where I am.

I think of Draco and I can move again. I snatch my notebook from his grasp, push him out of the way, quickly grab my bag and head towards the door.

He grabs my arm and swings me around. I would have hit him again but my hands are full.

He forces our lips together. His kiss is cold. It's like kissing a piece of ice, uncomfortably hard and cold.

He pulls me harder against his body. His grip is tight on my arms; he is not going to let me go.

I try to pull away but he is too strong. His tongue moves across my teeth trying to force entry to my mouth but I won't let him.

I hear the door creak behind us; he finally lets go.

I quickly turn to see who has walked on in on this horror I had to go through.

A million things race through my head as I stare at my, somewhat, knight in shining armor.

How am I going to explain this? I wouldn't even believe me!

No matter what I say it will not be enough to believe but I have to try.

"Please, let me explain." I say pleadingly.