A/N: Okay, so this one's really short. But it's finals time, so it's what you get. Sorry. And I probably won't get any more up this week because… well, it's still finals time.

Glad you were all so shocked/excited by the last chapter. I was planning on saving that as a surprise at the end, but I realized that no one else got why this was so good if you didn't know about Rose. So yeah. Now you know.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything at all.

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Chapter 6: Seduction

Rose came in, her face red, and looking like she was about to kill someone. I hoped it wasn't me. "Sorry about that," she said. "I hope he didn't say anything stupid to you." She glanced over her shoulder at the shut door.

"He's an idiot," I said, and packed a few more books away.

"He's stupid. And overprotective."

I didn't disagree. I wondered how I could make this less awkward. Neville had probably warned her that I would try to sleep with her. How could I put her at ease? I swept the rest of the books into the cupboard, and then I glanced up to say something, and saw, to my surprise, that she hadn't moved.

"He said you told him that I was old enough to make my own decisions," she said, looking me straight in the eye.

Did I? I couldn't remember exactly what I said. But it seemed like something I should have said. "Well, you are."

Rose nodded. "I know," she said, sharply. "But thank you."

"You're welcome," I said, shutting the cupboard to avoid eye contact. I didn't want her to know I was lying. Then I heard her soft footsteps and saw, to my surprise, that she was standing a few feet away from me now.

I have to admit, I was starting to get a little frightened. That young, curiously innocent girl from a few moments ago was gone. Rose was now an angry, determined woman. And I wasn't sure how that happened.

Did she suspect I was up to something? Did she realize that my intentions were not as pure as I led her to believe? This could be very bad.

"He accused you of trying to seduce me."

I gulped. Damn it. Longbottom was dead. Next time I see him, I'd curse him until he had grown a new face. "Yes, he said that to me, as well."

"Well, are you?" She was direct and assertive. And it actually turned me on. But this was not a good time to be turned on.

"No," I said, smoothly. Lying. My specialty. "Longbottom just likes to look for excuses to get me fired. He's been doing that since I started here."

She nodded. "Alright." Then gently put a hand on the side of my face, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed me.

She kissed me. It was just a peck, over with way too quickly. But it was definitely on purpose and definitely on the lips. It counted. And her lips had been soft and sweet, like I imagined. But why? What exactly just happened here?

I realized I was standing there with my mouth hanging open. "I'm confused." I said, but I wasn't sure why I would say that. Just take what you can get, Malfoy, I scolded myself.

She smiled. With her gorgeous face so close to mind, I almost lost my breath when she did it. "I'm not." And then she kissed me again.

I closed my eyes, and pulled her closer to me. Her body was warm, pressed up against mine. Her mouth was doing devilish things with my tongue, nipping at my lips. This was obviously not her first time kissing a man.

I kept my hands in neutral places, too scared to frighten her off now. Not when I was so close. Not when I had my revenge within my grasp. Not when I was about to get shagged by a beautiful, young woman.

Her hands were not staying neutral, however. They roamed all over, and eventually found their way to the clasp on my robes, and started to undo them.

Shit. We were in the classroom. Not even the office. This really shouldn't happen here.

As she lowered her mouth to my neck, I glanced over at the door and saw that it had a large portion of glass in it. Definitely not a good time to start sleeping with my young assistant.

It was almost painful to do, but I pulled away. "Rose," I started.

"Don't," she breathed, her voice husky. "No one will know."

I then had the sudden thought that if it happened like this, out of the blue, he wouldn't believe me. And I needed it to hurt her too. I needed to leave Weasley's daughter broken and in pain and him know it was his fault. A one-night stand in a classroom would not work well for that. "Listen," I whispered, pulling her too me, so she would know how aroused I actually was. "This isn't the best time for this. There's a class in here in ten minutes."

"So?"

Damn, she must really want me. This was excellent. "So, students will be in here. You want them watching?"

She pulled away from me, clearly disappointed. And still angry. "Fine," she said. "I get it. I'm too young for you, and it disgusts you."

And then she turned and ran from the room, probably sobbing.

Wow, she is young. She just had a temper-tantrum like a teenager. Maybe she was too young for me. Well, not maybe. She definitely was too young. But I still had a mission.

I sat down on the desk, trying to calm down before this room was full of fifteen year olds. At least I knew she was interested in me too now. I had this in the bag.

That is, unless I just screwed everything up by not shagging her in this classroom. But she would probably talk to me again.

I hoped.

A/N: Oh no! Did Draco just fuck everything up big time? Probably not, but what exactly is Rose going to do now? Please review!