Chapter 3 - The First day Finally Ends
Draco's next class was the one Hermione has had first thing that morning, the 6th years. In the class was that girl Hermione had compared to herself as a 16 year-old.
The first thing Draco noticed about her is that she was the only girl in the room actually working, not staring at him. Then he noticed the quick little glances she gave of the two guys that sat near her, working over their own cauldrons. Lastly he saw the way she held herself, like was wasn't important, noticeable. She reminded him deeply of his wife at that age. Back when he'd thought Hermione no better than the scum of the bottom of his shoe. From the way she held herself to the joy of learning she felt she was like his wife. He noticed the crush the girl was harboring for her friend, and prayed that if they ended up dating, that the boy would be kinder to h\this girl so similar to his own wife than Ron was to Hermione.
They were making polyjuice potion that day, which was fairly difficult. as he walked around the class he was pleased to see the perfect potion the girl was brewing, "20 points to Gryffindor for Miss..", he trailed off, not knowing the girl's name.
"Heart", she replied, barely looking up at him, "My name is Marissa Heart."
Draco nodded, "Right, for Miss Marissa Heart's perfect potion.", noting Marissa's tiny, but visible, proud grin and he felt the stares at him leave a with a quick sweep of the room he saw the Slytherin girls glaring and scowling at her, a few hands twitching to wands, they were angry at her getting both points for her house and mostly for getting the new "hot" professor's attention and praise. He even noted a few girls from her own house giving her stares of disbelief, envy, and slight annoyment.
Due to the similarities between the girl and her beloved wife, he got mad and strode up to the front of the room, doing an good impression on Snape, minus the billowing cloak. This got everyone's attention, "Let's get something straight, students. I know I'm a new attractive teacher and than my wife is too. But I will not, and I doubt she will either, tolerate rudeness, staring, and any mean behavior to anyone getting our attention.", This last bit made Marissa sit up a bit straighter, he was talking about her! "Now get back to work, and if I see any of this behavior again I will give you a dettenion, and not a rewarding one with me, but with Filch, or with Hagrid in the Forbidden Forest, both of which, I know from experience, are character building activities."
After he finished his rant, he told them class was over and to get out of his sight. Marissa, however, lingered behind. "Something you wish to ask, Miss Heart?", Draco asked, raising a brow.
Marissa gave a slight nod, "Thank you for defending me, Professor."
Draco gave her a kind smile, "It's no problem. You remind me of my wife at your age, Not confident despite her brains and good looks."
Marissa flushed, as if embarrassed at the complement, "You think I'm like the great Hermione Malfoy, formerly Granger? One of the "Golden Trio"?"
Draco nodded, "Down to having a crush on one of her best friends", he stated, raising a knowing eyebrow at her.
Marissa blushed and muttered, "Is it that obvious?"
Draco chuckled and shook his head, "No, but I'm very observant about these kinds of things."
Just then the boy they were talking about popped his head in, "Marissa, you coming? We're going to be late to Muggle Studies."
Marissa nodded and with one last smile to Draco she ran to catch up with her friends.
The end of the day couldn't come fast enough for the new teachers, though it was a lot calmer, a lot of younger students and Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws in their classes. Dinner was a hurried affair, eatting with one hand, the other holding their love's hand under the staff table. Secret glances and smiles were exchanged often.
When both had finished dinner they bid the rest of the staff good night and went to their dorms. Sitting on their couch Draco told a giggling and amazed Hermione his outburst with the 6th years and she told her smirking husband the way she had started the day with the boys in her class, making them drool with little effort on her part.
"I wish I was there to see that", a still smirking Draco commented.
Hermione gave a smirk of her own as she leaned forward to whisper in Draco's ear, "I could show you."
His eyes widened and he dragged her to their bedroom. The whole night they spent in bliss, the muffling charms not being able to contain the loud, heated moans of pleasure for escaping their room.