Screw You, Granger!

Chapter four: Satisfactory detention!

When they were inside he pressed his mouth against McGonagall. It was better to get the thing over with as soon as possible. But he hadn't calculated that he really liked to kiss her; that she could be a good kisser! Their kisses went deeper than Draco had originally planned. Their tongues played a game. She tasted nice. He had thought she would taste like wool; instead she tasted like strawberries.

Draco even had both of them undressed before he knew it. It wasn't his goal to fulfil the dare at that moment. But he couldn't help himself. He wanted her at that very moment. So he followed his instincts and made her.

"Oh, Draco!" she moaned with every thrust he made.

Draco didn't moan at first. But he soon realised that he had to. The feeling was too good. They reached their climax on exactly the same moment. They fell back to the floor, satisfied.

She was good, especially for a woman her age. He'd even liked to do it again sometimes.

"Draco, that was magnificent!" McGonagall exclaimed. "We could this again some time!" she said.

But how much Draco liked to say yes, he knew he couldn't. Instead he kissed her and explored her body once more. He'd liked to have a full detention's worth of satisfaction. After all he still was a Slytherin!

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Finally they got dressed. With a sigh he lifted the Curse he had placed on her.

"What are you doing her, Mr. Malfoy?" she asked.

"Serving detention, Professor!" he smirked. "Obliviate!"

Her memory of that evening was erased. For a moment Professor McGonagall looked oddly blank.

"What are you doing here, Mr. Malfoy?" she asked.

"Serving detention with you, Professor!" he smirked again. "But it seems you have fallen ill. Shall I take you to the Hospital Wing?" He was good at this.

"No, I'll be fine, Mr. Malfoy. But you can escort me back to my room. I feel indeed rather ill."

So Draco escorted her to her room and then went back to the Slytherin Common Room.

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There were actually people waiting for him in the Common Room. He could have known that Pansy would be there. She probably wanted to shag him too, just like McGonagall did an hour ago. Ewww, shagging Pansy. He needed to puke! He'd rather shag Blaise. But he also had to do Granger. Warm her up for Snape so to say! Let her develop a taste for Slytherins...

Pansy came to kiss him on the cheek. He hit her. She deserved it. He had just had one of the magnificent experiences of his whole life and there was that cow, wanting to ruin the memory!

At the moment his mind wasn't shagging any of them. It was more on the worrying thought that he found shagging McGonagall so good that he wanted second. But since the curse was lifted and he had modified her memory... Maybe he'd have to modify his own. At least then he could stop thinking about how willing her flesh had been under his hands.