Come Into My Parlour

She watched him from across the room. He had a nasty smirk on his face and he was staring at who-knows-what. He always had some stuck-up look on his face that she wanted to permanently smack off. At the same time, she could not help looking at his curved lips and remembering how they felt on hers. She remembered how soft his hands had been and how well he knew to touch her. She traced his finely lined face with her eyes and watched as he gracefully lifted a potted plant off the table.

Then she remembered the contemptuous look he had given her and the way her name had twisted on his lips. God, she hated him. As Professor Sprout announced the homework for the night (which was, naturally, all formulas), Sarah Fawcett smiled.

That night before dinner, Sarah stood in front of her mirror and lightly applied some make-up, brushed her hair out and let it hang loosely about her waist in waves. She felt incredibly odd. She never wore make-up and always had her hair up in a ponytail; hair was less annoying that way. But tonight, she was a woman with a mission. She had borrowed one of her roommate's school shirts, which was a size too small, and shortened her skirt a bit. Pulling her robes over everything but leaving them open, she looked in the mirror. The mirror tutted at her but Sarah simply smirked at it and ran down the stairs and into the Great Hall.

As she entered, robes flying behind her, she was conscious of many pairs of eyes on her. She blushed lightly and kept her head down as she approached her friends and sat. She served herself and ate daintily as her friends took turns staring, smiling and laughing at her. Her roommates knew what was happening but everyone else seemed confused as to why shy, bookish Sarah was dressed this way.

Sarah went through dinner without saying a single word and watched the Slytherin table. When the blond boy stood up, she rose silently and followed him out of the Great Hall with a nod and small smile to her friends.

She caught up to Draco right outside the hall.

Breathlessly, she called to him, "Draco!"

She watched him turn around, his eyebrow arched and a sneer already on his lips. When he saw her, though, his jaw dropped and the only look on his face was utter surprise.

Sarah smiled shyly at Draco. Inside, she laughed like a maniac. Calm, think 'come into my parlour'. She batted her eyelashes in what she hoped was a winsome manner.

She placed her hand lightly on his arm and said, "D-Draco? I was hoping that, perhaps, you would like to study with me tonight. In the Library?"

He raised an eyebrow and smirked at her. "Couldn't get enough of me, eh, Fawcett? Certainly; eight o'clock. Same place as last time. Herbology again?"

She nodded and dropped her hand to her side. He smirked at her again and walked away abruptly. As she walked back to her dorm, she realised she was actually shaking. She only had one hour to get ready. She could not believe she was actually going to go through with this. She sighed and went to get ready.

~o~

Sarah walked to the library filled with nervous tension. Her arms were filled with books. She longed to reach down and tug the hem of her skirt to a more appropriate length but did not have an extra arm. Well, no matter. If she was going to do this, she was going to do it right!

Draco was already seated and poring diligently over his homework when she walked to the table. She set her books on the table and sat across from him. Neither spoke a word. She opened her books and began doing her homework. After a moment she let out a small yelp of pain and her index finger flew to her mouth. She pulled the tip of her finger into her mouth and sucked slightly. Her eyes rose to Draco's face and she saw his eyes were firmly affixed on her mouth. She gave a slight smile as she released her finger but kept it near her lips. She licked the tip in light strokes and then sucked the whole thing into her mouth.

She heard a sharp intake of breath. She rejoiced inwardly and released her finger, licking the tip once again before lowering it back to the page of the book. She turned the page and kept reading.

"Could you help me with this?" Draco muttered in a rather thick and slightly strangled voice.

Sarah stood up and took off her robe draping it across the back of her chair. She moved beside Draco and leaned over his paper giving him a glimpse of her not too modest cleavage. His eyes were riveted as she explained the problem to him.

"Are you paying attention?" she asked.

No answer. She braced herself and stood up straight. She made sure no one was around. Then she swung one leg over Draco and straddled him facing him. He groaned. 'Perfect.'

"I don't think you're paying attention, Draco."

She ran her hands down his chest and reached up to her own and unbuttoned another button. Draco's eyes bulged...as well as something else. She felt him pressed against her and repressed a giggle. His hands slid up around her waist and he pushed her down on him harder and thrust against her almost involuntarily.

She placed her hands behind his head and leaned down to capture his lips in what she hoped was a kiss burning with passion. She ground against him slowly and was overjoyed at the moaning he was doing. His hands reached up to cup her breasts and she gasped and released his lips. As he began teasing her nipples through her shirt she struggled. 'Must. Stay. In. Control.'

She stood up quickly and Draco moaned, a desperate look playing across his features.

She whispered, "Let's finish this." She gestured toward the books, "Then we'll have more time for...this." She gestured toward herself and rubbed his erection lightly.

He gave her a wicked grin and nodded. She pushed her homework across the desk for him to copy and sat beside him kissing his neck, ear, cheek, whatever she could reach. When she ducked her head under his arms and began kissing his erection through his trousers, however, Draco scribbled hastily and shoved his paperwork away.

"Done!" he panted.

She smiled wickedly and said, "Great."

She gathered her things together as he tried to pull her to him. She danced away quickly and walked away from him. Turning back she saw he had risen indignantly to his feet. His trousers were very tight against him and his perfect hair disheveled. Oh, how she wanted him. She waved the tips of her fingers at him.

"Thanks for a good time, Draco. I'll see you in Herbology tomorrow."

~o~

Sarah walked into the Ravenclaw Common Room and threw her "homework" into the trash bin. Checking to see that her actual Herbology homework was still safe in its folder, she smiled and imagined the look on Draco's perfect face when he saw a "0" on his paper.