AN: I realize that I left the last chapter very short and not as satisfying as the the first chapters. I hope I did better on this one.
Draco sat in the corner of the Muggle Studies room. He didn't understand why he was being forced to do this class, but at least he could stare at Granger. She'd changed over the summer. And not just in the fact that she'd slept with a woman, turned into a succubus, and the two of them basically had a please-the-other deal. No, Granger had become-yes, he would admit it- beautiful. He'd probably fall asleep in this class, but at least he could watch her.
Speaking of the succubus, Granger walked into the classroom and took the last seat available. Which so happened to be next to him. As she crossed the room, Draco took the time to watch her hips. Where had she learned to walk like that? Granger turned slightly to slide into the seat and Draco admired the way her skirt flirted up the side of her her thigh.
"Enjoying the view?" she asked in a low voice as she set her bag next to her.
"As much as one can, considering that it's you," he said.
She flipped her hair over her shoulder as she shifted her attention from her bag to him. Her brown eyes shocked Draco when he saw that they were no longer solid brown. They'd turned a bronze and caramel color. They were lighter and, now that he noticed, her hair was lighter. Not as light as he had thought, but definitely lighter than it had been last night.
"It may be me, Malfoy," she said. "But you can't keep your eyes off of me."
He leaned back in his seat and looked forward. No one had noticed them talking yet, but sooner or later someone would and Draco would not give them something to gossip about.
"Hey, Malfoy," Granger said under her breath so only he could hear her. "Meet me after my next class."
"Why should I?" he asked just as quietly.
Granger flashed him a smile that made his groin tighten. "I'll give you a refresher," she said in a voice that brought back the mental image of what they'd done last night. Especially what that mouth had done. Draco felt his blood warm and Granger grinned. "I'll meet you in the fourth broom closet down the stairs on the right."
"Good morning, class," the new teacher, Professor Bonner, said, walking into the room with a smile and dressed in a pair of muggle pants and a muggle blouse.
Granger leaned back in her chair and picked up her quill, ready to take notes. Draco rolled his eyes at her bookworm ways. She may look hotter, but she was still the know-it-all bookworm. That line of thought brought him to a very pleasant fantasy of Granger in the sexy librarian role. She could pull it off, too, if she had a pair of glasses and pulled her hair back in a bun for a moment.
"You keep staring, Malfoy," Granger quietly said, her hand still scrawling down notes. "And people are going to notice." Her gaze left her parchment to meet his. Draco was surprised to see her brown eyes tinted with a mist of red. Her voice lowered as she added, "Especially with that fantasy."
Draco paused at her seductive smirk. She'd known what his fantasy was? He narrowed his eyes suspiciously at her and she chuckled.
"Is something funny, Ms. Granger?" Professor Bonner asked. "Maybe you and Mr. Malfoy would care to share with the class."
Draco looked up to see the class staring at the two of them. He opened his mouth, unsure of what to tell the teacher, but Granger jumped in. "Malfoy was confused on the uses of a toaster and I was just explaining it to him," she said, smiling sweetly.
Bonner smiled. "Excellent," she said. "I'm glad to see you becoming more interested in the Muggle world, Mr. Malfoy. And, I must admit, toasters had me confused at first, as well." Bonner grinned wider and clapped her hands together. "I have just come up with your first assignment, class. You will all partner up with the person next to you, choose a Muggle appliance, write a report on said appliance, and then demonstrate how to properly use it in front of the class. We will present in a few days. Now, class dismissed early today. Use the extra time to work on your projects."
Everyone got up, collecting their things. Draco shoved his parchment and ink into his bag, looking at Granger. She was smiling to herself as she put her quill and other material away in her bag. "Nice reaction time," he said. "Did you have that lie up your sleeve for something like this?"
Granger chuckled and lifted her bag onto her shoulder. "You're not the only one who can lie, Malfoy," she said. "Covering for Harry and Ron over the years makes one develop a good ability to lie."
"How very Slytherin," Draco said, smirking.
Granger smiled and leaned closer to Draco. He could smell the faint smell of her perfume. "Well, I know I'm going to Slytherin to a closet after my next class. Hope you're there. But I'll understand if you're too Hufflepuff."
"Did you just call me a Hufflepuff?" Draco said, raising an eyebrow. He was slightly offended, but a part of him was amused.
"If the wand fits," Granger said challengingly.
Draco leaned forward, resting a hand on the desk behind Granger. He was glad that everyone else had left so they didn't see him bring their faces closer. "I'll be there, Granger," he said. "And I'll Huffle your puff."
They paused for a moment, the words sinking in, then they both laughed.
"Wow," Granger said, leaning against the desk. "Did you-"
"Don't even go there, Granger," Draco said. She started laughing again and put a hand on his shoulder as she leaned forward. He watched her for a moment. Really? She couldn't stop laughing? "What is so funny?"
"I'm just thinking..." Granger said between her bouts of laughter. "If any of the Hufflepuffs...ever used that line."
Draco rolled his eyes. He'd actually heard a few Hufflepuffs use that same line and thought them pathetic. Why had he used it, then? Her laughter continued and was starting to annoy him. Especially when she was laughing at him.
He grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her forward to latch his lips over hers. Her laughter stopped. He expected her to pull away from the contact, as they hadn't even kissed last night and she was most likely to freak out. But he was surprised to find her reaction was to wrap her arms around his waist and kiss back. She must be really hungry because her lips' actions could only be described as devouring. He instantly grew hard and wrapped an arm around her waist, his other going for her hip. He lifted her up and set her on the deck behind her.
Granger smiled against his lips and started to lean back on the surface. Draco followed her down, his elbow hitting the desk sharply. It hurt for a moment, but he returned his attention to Granger when her thighs cradled his hips as if he belonged there. He felt his zipper bite into him as his manhood pressed against Granger's panties. They were already damp.
Draco shifted his hips slightly and Granger gasped as he pressed against her. Draco pulled back slightly and watched her. Her eyes were completely red, now, and the her lips were swollen from their kiss. He smirked with the knowledge that he could unravel the know-it-all to this point. He moved again and Granger moaned softly.
"Draco," she breathed.
He chuckled. The motion caused Granger to moan as his body shook against her. "Worked up already?" he asked.
Granger nodded slowly. "A succubus is easy to get worked up," she said in an unstable voice. "It's how we feed. God, Draco, make me come."
"But the Professor will be back soon," he said, smiling full out. Granger whimpered as he pulled away. Her nails dug into his shoulder, pulling him back to her. They dug in slightly, but walked back to her.
Her lips came down on his and cradled the back of his neck. Draco knew he shouldn't be kissing Granger, but there was just something about her lips that kept him there. They drew him deeper and made him want to give her release. Something about her made him want to please her until she-
Granger pulled back, her lips slowly leaving his. He opened his eyes groggily and stared at her. She smiled and slid off the desk, brushing against him. She took his elbow and grabbed his bag. He didn't fight her as she led him to the door of the classroom, put the bag in his hands, and pushed him into the corridor. "See you after the next class," she said, winking at him. He nodded dumbly and the door closed.
After a moment of standing there, stunned, Draco shook his head. What just happened? Had he...Did she just play him so he'd show up? Conniving succubus.
AN: I hope you enjoyed the chapter and I apologize for taking so long to update. This story had me stumped for a while. But I got over it and I hope you'll review and tell me what you think.