Sorry this took so long guys. I'm a loser. Enjoy!

Chapter 7:

When she arrived, she found Professor Dead Sexy sitting in the most provocative position he could have. With his legs crossed at the desk. He looked so powerful, and tantalizing.

"Good evening, Professor." Luna smiled, trying not to drool. She couldn't help staring and Draco couldn't help laughing.

"Finish up before-hand? I don't want to walk in on anything I'll regret." Professor Reynolds smiled, making reference to his previous conversation with Luna. Draco raised a skeptical eyebrow.

"Oh Professor, I was only joking. I'm saving myself for you..." She looked at him seductively.

"Luna..." Professor Reynolds spoke in an embarrassed tone.

"Yes, lover...?"

"Could you please take your hand off my upper thigh..." His eyebrows were raised so high they looked as though they were part of his hair. Draco rolled his eyes in disgust.

"Certainly." Luna removed her hand, but only after she inched it up slightly higher.

"Right then..." Professor Reynolds tried to collect himself. "I have... things to do..." He was still extremely disoriented, "just... alphabetize the... desks..." He left in quite a hurry, mumbling something about a cold shower, and his previous job.

"You sicken me." Draco drawled, sitting on a desk.

"Thanks." Luna sat next to him, much too close for comfort. Draco moved in the opposite direction on the desk to get away from her. Luna did the same, but moving even closer than before. Draco moved again, and she followed. He moved again, and again, she followed. Draco moved once more and fell off the desk, he was sprawled on the floor.

"You should really think about getting new socks." Luna was back to her randomness. She jumped off the desk and went to the front of the room. Draco stayed lying on the floor, willing time to move faster, it didn't. A few long minutes later he sat up to see Luna examining a desk. He stared wondering what she was doing. He watched her look underneath it and then shortly after wrap her arms around in a weak attempt to lift it.

"What are you doing?" He asked, getting up quickly from the floor. She began to actually get the large table off the ground only to drop it with a bang a few seconds later.

"What was that?" He shouted, staring at her like she were psychotic.

"Alphabetizing the desks, number four. Why do you ask?" She wrapped her arms around the large object again. Draco pulled her away, not wanting to have a teacher come up and wonder what the banging was.

"Are you an idiot? When he said alphabetize the desk, he didn't mean-"

"Physically. Oh, I get it. He wanted us to use magic." She pulled out Draco's wand A/N: no not that way... and began waving it around in the air as though it were a sword.

"Loon, what do you think-"

"Shhh... quiet. This is a very intense spell." Luna closed her eyes and began humming, more like making random noises, but it had the effect of a crazy person. Draco watched in disgust and intrigue, wondering why he had ever met her.

"Deskos alphaness!" Nothing happened.

"Nice spell." Draco told her sarcastically.

"Oh, like you could do any better, number three." She snapped back, dancing around the desk like she were a fairy.

"I can't... because its not possible to ALPHABETIZE A DESK!"

"Your right, you need more than one." She smiled and continued dancing and humming.

"No... you can't-... never mind." Draco closed his eyes and suddenly remembered what he had to do that night. Did Luna really want that? How could he find out, without hurting her feelings? He laughed out loud, why did he care if he hurt her feelings?

"Loon, do you really want a massage." Luna stopped dead in her tracks. Draco suddenly realized he had plucked the right string. He smiled maliciously.

Luna's heart stopped as well as her skipping. Was he really asking her upfront about it? Should she tell him the truth? How much was she giving away by her present action?

Silence ensued for a while as Luna stared at Draco, suddenly unaware of her out of character actions. Draco grinned in only a way he could.

"Do you want to give me one, number three?" The only way out of a situation, ask the same questions they ask you.

"Only if you want one, so do you?" Apparently Draco knew how to play this game. The ball was in his court for once, and he had the upper hand. His sudden urge of ecstasy kicked in and took complete control. He knew with this he could set her off.

"Only if you want to give it, number two."

"Why are you calling me numbers? And why are they slowly declining?"

"If Professor Reynolds is a perfect ten, then thats you in comparison. Actually, you should be negative one million two hundred and seventy four thousand five hundred and six, but thats to hard to say, so number two works. And you're becoming less and less desirable." She was happy for the change of subject.

"Wait.. I'm desirable?" He raised an eyebrow, hoping to anger her.

"No..." She grinned and skipped around the desk.

"Well, Loon, if you're not going to make a decision about your payment for your extreme charity this morning, I'll just give you what you want." Draco advanced on her, his veins surging with the animal instinct for his ecstasy.

"Oo, really! 'Cause I'd love a puppy." Draco could see the worry in her eyes and detect the unstableness of her voice as he approached. Luna was saved by a ringing in her pocket. Sighing relief and thanking timing she excused herself and retreated to a corner to converse with Ginny on her mirror.

"How's it going?" Ginny asked hinting at the massage.

"Thanks to you, the intensity was cancelled. I cannot believe you, he flat out asked if I wanted it, and I didn't even tell him the truth."

"That means you like him." Ginny had a look of excitement in her eyes. "I'm so angry I interrupted though."

"I hope you know I'm not doing it. Even being in the same room with him, thinking about the massage is starting to set the potion off." Luna tried to collect herself, but found it impossible. The potion made all of her normal morals disappear.

"Remind me of the potion again, I just want to know the exact details, so I know how deep you're in." She smiled, her eyes darted behind Luna's head for a fraction of a second.

Luna sighed. "When I was 12 years old, I went in back of the house with a boy, and kissed him, once. My father found out, got angered and made me drink this horrid tasting potion. He told me later that it was Lust Massage Potion. For the rest of my life if a man touched me, I would become extremely infatuated with him, and lust after him for 24 full hours. His goal of me drinking it was to scare me into staying away from guys. It worked, I won't let anyone of a male gender touch me, for fear of an attraction to him."

"Really?" Luna jumped to realize that Draco stood behind her and had apparently heard the entire conversation.

"No..." What a horrid lie that was. Luna wasn't herself, her morals and beliefs were entirely out of whack and she actually began to see Draco in a new light. The scent of him, a mix of strength, intelligence and conniving intoxicated her, his lips looked so delicious and it didn't help she had pinned herself in the corner.

"You really drank a potion that would make you lust after me if I gave you a massage. Wow, I'm shocked, and I thought Ginny came up with the massage idea." Draco still stood five feet away from Luna, but she felt his force keeping her planted in the corner. She couldn't understand why her feet wouldn't move.

"I didn't come up with the idea, that was entirely Ginny's grand scheme."

"You're right, it was mine." Ginny's voice could be heard from the mirror in Luna's hand. She dropped it to the floor and it shattered into a million pieces.

"Now, we're entirely alone." He advanced a foot and Luna tried her hardest to gain control.

"Don't you step any closer." Her response was weak and didn't sound much like a threat.

Draco felt like bugging Luna, and he was extremely hungry for her anger, so he decided to play a game. He stepped forward five centimeters.

"I mean it!" Well, if she did she certainly didn't sound it.

Draco stepped back a foot.

"Thank you..." She sighed and put her head in her hands. Draco took this opportunity to walk forward enough so that he was only a foot and a half away from the Loon.

"AH!" Luna looked up to see Draco looming over her, dangerously close. She jumped up and hit her head on the wall behind her. "OW!" She held the back of her head. Draco stepped back three feet.

Luna finally looked up. "Stay the HELL away from me!" He smiled, looking as though he didn't know what he was doing wrong. He was extremely excited, for Luna was insanely upset. She finally found her footing walked out of the corner. An idea came to her. She grabbed his shoulders and directed him to the corner where she was previously stationed.

"Now, you stay in this corner." Draco reached a hand out and attempted to touch her. "Ah, nice try you little twit." She pulled away and walked to the corner in the opposite side of the room. "And I stay in this corner."

"For how long?"

"Until fate gets my message and you spontaneously combust." She slid down the wall on her corner of the room. Draco didn't like being so far away from her, he couldn't feel her anger, so he walked toward her.

"WHAT DID I JUST SAY?"

"But, you're in MY corner..." Draco looking shyly at her like a third grader. Luna stood.

"Oh, no you don't! This is my corner, and I am the queen of confusion, so don't you dare try to confuse me." Luna's eyes were cold and full of anger. Draco smiled.

"I thought today was opposite day..." As he spoke he advanced slowly as to keep her unaware of his movement.

"It's not. And take twelve steps back..." Draco began to take twelve steps forward.

"IT'S NOT OPPOSITE DAY!" He ignored her and began jumping on the tiles of the room like he was crossing a creek.

"Come on Loon, this is fun!" A jump forward more and Draco was only four feet away.

"Draco Malfoy, stop where you are or I'll..." Her sentence dropped off and her senses kicked out as Draco advanced to three feet.

"You'll what...?" Two feet.

"I'll..."

"Yes..." A foot away and Draco placed his hand on the wall behind Luna.

Luna looked up into his deep gray eyes and lost all concentration. She couldn't speak, react or move. Her mind was a swimming mess of nothing, the only thought in her head was to keep her eyes locked on him. He was the epitome of everything she needed and lusted. Her breathing was short and quick as she sank farther into the corner, beckoning him to follow. He did, and he pressed his body against hers. Luna was pinned entirely in the corner staring deeply into his eyes never losing contact. She could feel his breathing, smooth, deep and strong, and hers, rough and shallow. She inhaled his scent, momentarily closed her eyes and took in a low deep breath. With her eyes closed she could feel everything; the pressure of his body upon hers, his hot breath grazing her cheek, the cold stone corner that resisted his advancing pressure.

Luna kept her eyes closed and felt his the back of his hand slide down her cheek and neck until it reached her shoulder. He twisted his hand around her neck and down her lower back his hand continued to fall, it stopped right at her tailbone and the other hand was soon to follow. She felt two fists dig into her back which caused her to press up against him with a sudden intake of breath. He pressed his fists harder and began making circular movements with them. His hands flattened out and his fingers continued the circular motions gradually making the circles larger. He dug his fingers into her back again and she lifted up slightly, breathing quickly, pressing with all of her strength. He dug harder and her hands flattened to the surrounding walls. She pushed off the wall, a tiny pain erupting in her lower back. He still wasn't satisfied and pressed his body closer to her, pinning his arms between her back and the wall. He moved his hands up higher, creating a circular motion, continuing to massage her back.

She could feel his hot breath closer to her ear, and felt it with each enunciation of his next words.

"Good... luck..." He exhaled heavily, "over... the next 24 hours..."

Luna opened her eyes only to be dropped to the cold floor with a thud. Draco was already leaving the room. Turning at the door he spoke.

"Was that a massage or what?"