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Warning- Slight lime scene. Very light. Hardly anything.

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Night 9

I look down at my watch for the 600th time. I made sure I was early today since I was late last night. It's 11:45. I groan. This night is going on for way too long. Then I see Malfoy coming down the hall. I frown. He's been glaring at me all day. All though Dark Arts, I could feel his eyes burning the back of my skull.

He stomps up to me. "It's nice to see you actually here tonight." he growls.

I roll my eyes. "Sod off, Malfoy. I fell asleep last night and as soon as I woke up, I ran down here." I snap. I fold my arms and shift my weight. "So what are we doing tonight?"

"You need to show me where Pansy goes at night."

I nod and we start down the hall. There is a really awkward silence in-between us. I look up at him. "Look I'm sorry that I didn't show up." I say.

"Shut up, Granger. I don't even care anymore." he growls.

I roll my eyes. "Yeah you do. Your still angry." I state.

He turns to me. "You know what, once I get Pansy, I wont even look your way. So really this is pointless that your trying to 'buddy-buddy' with me. I don't need a fucking a Mudblood for a friend." He growls.

For some reason, that really hit home. It hurts. I look down at my feet and fight back…tears. I must be getting ready to start my fucking period cause I'm getting all emotional over what Malfoy has to say.

I can feel his eyes on me. "Are you alright?" he asks.

I nod. "Let's just get this bloody thing over with."

"Well you do know, I'll need you after this Saturday still."

I look up at him. "NO! I'm done! I don't want to help you anymore!" I snap.

He glares at me. "Does it look like I care what you want?" he snaps. I don't say anything but I keep my stare up. We stand like that for a few moments before Malfoy looks away and scoffs. "Come on. We have to go steal Pansy's clothes."

I nod and we begin to walk down the hall some more. I walk up to the classroom and point to it. "Here it is." I whisper.

Malfoy peaks inside and sighs. "No one's in here." he says.

We walk inside and look around. Ew everything's dusty and covered up. "How grotesque. They actually shag on this dirty floor?" I ask, already knowing the answer.

Malfoy turns to me and grins. He pins me against a dirty table. "I know I would." he says, his voice icy.

I push him away. "Don't touch me." I snap. I dust off my arse. Damnit Malfoy. I hear footsteps coming close. I grab Malfoy and we hide under a table that has a sheet covering it. I shudder. It's infested with bugs I never seen. I begin to pull out my wand when Malfoy stops me.

"Hey now, put that away." he whispers. "What if they walk in and see a big flash of light?"

"But the-"

Malfoy rolls his eyes. "Grow up. Your 16 years old. Bugs wont hurt you." He snaps.

I scoot closer to him. I'm such a pussy. Malfoy snickers and puts his arm around me. I scoot ever closer staring at the bugs. God I'm acting like Ron. I hear the door creak open and I tense. He peaks out from under the sheet quickly. He nods at me, confirming that its Parkinson.

I hear kissing sounds. "Merlin I love you." I hear Parkinson breathe.

I look over at Malfoy and he's closing his eyes. His hands have balled into fists. Then something slides under the table. Her skirt. Malfoy picks it up and hold it up to his nose. I eye him. He's a freak! He hands it to me and I nod. He peaks under the cloth when we hear sucking noises. He looks over at me and points at me to look at them. I lift a corner of the cloth up to see what the two where doing. I see the third year eating Parkinson out.

I shoot back up. I glare at Malfoy. He doesn't seem fazed. His eyes are glazed over and he's breathing heavy. The arm around me is creeping around me. His hand is now on my thigh. I suck in air and pull his hand off.

He leans down and in the dust he writes with his finger, 'Maybe for a gift of thanks, I'll do the same thing to you that guy is doing to her.'

My eyes widen and erase the message. I hear Parkinson moan loudly. Malfoy groans in my ear. In the dust I write, 'I'm not going to "help you" out.'

He responds with, 'I don't care. I'm going to help myself.' When his hands go into his pants, my eyes widen. He pulls himself out of his pants and begins to wank off! I watch Malfoy as he moves his hand up and down his cock. As Parkinson's moans rise, his hand goes faster. I feel myself grow wet, but I don't care. The sight in front of me is possibly one of the best things I've seen in a long time. It's a shame it's Malfoy.

I peak from under the sheet to see Parkinson straddling the third year, her hips moving up and down. I can tell in his and her face that their both close. I look over at Malfoy. He's got sweat on his forehead and pre-come flowing out of the tip of his cock. For some reason, I have this sudden desire to wipe the sweat off his forehead. I run my hand on his forehead and wipe my hand off on his robe. He groans and comes onto his hand. His groan gives me butterflies and I have to close my eyes to keep myself calm.

I hope they didn't hear that. I pull my wand out and point it at Parkinson. I whisper, "Petrificus Totalus."

"What the hell!" The third year yells. "Who is that!"

I point my wand at him and say the same spell. He freezes up and lays back down. I smirk. I haven't used that spell since first year. Malfoy says a cleaning spell and we climb out from under the table. I look around for Pansy's shirt and robe.

I look over at Malfoy and he grabs her clothes. We run out of the room and down the hall. Malfoy hands me her clothes. "Here you go." he says. I notice he has a bounce in his step.

"Wow, if your always this nice after coming, you should wank off in-between classes." I joke.

He glares at me. "Don't ruin my high, Granger." he says.

"Sorry."

I sniff Parkinson's clothes and gag. "Ew! Does she wash her clothes? They smell horrible!" I say, loudly.

Malfoy grabs her clothes and brings them up to his nose. He inhales and sighs. "I love that smell." he says.

I gag. We walk in silence for a bit before it hits me. "Um, were just going to leave them stiff and naked in that room?" I ask.

Malfoy rolls my eyes. "You act like I haven't thought about that yet. I told Blaise to meet me later on tonight and where going to 'stumble' upon them." he says.

I smirk. "So what's the plan for the rest of the week?" I ask. I'm actually starting to like this plan. It's sort of fun. It's fun being evil, oddly.

He looks down at me. "You need to learn how to act like Pansy." he says.

I roll my eyes. "That's easy. Be a slutty bitch." I say.

He glares at me. "Shut up, Granger. It's more complex than that." he snaps.

I roll my eyes and look at my watch. 12:50. My eyes widen. Where has the time gone? "When do you have to meet up with Zabini?" I ask.

"One. Why?"

"You've got ten minutes to go meet up wit him."

He smacks his forehead. "Damnit. Well, I'll see you around. If you lose them clothes, I will hurt you." he says.

"And then I'll have to sit though you wanking off while you listen to her shag her boyfriend." I say. "Trust me, I never want to have to sit though another thing like that ever again."

He smirks. "I know you got off to it." he says.

I roll my eyes but I feel my cheeks grow hot. I don't think he notices cause he taps my head and takes off down the hall. I look at these smelly clothes. What the hell do I do with these?