Keeping up appearences

This afternoon, Hermione found herself in a position she was very much not used to. Instead of paying attention in class like she should have done, her eyes wandered around between all the wizards in the room. Why wouldn't one of them just stand up, walk over to her and... No no, focus!

Every time someone moved around her she jerked her head up to have a look. Most of the time it was just someone stretching. Sometimes though, one of her fellow students would actually stand up. Every time she could clearly see the reason for it, the tent in their robes! Two times this had happened in the lesson so far, but unfortunately, they never chose her. With a sting of jealousy, she watched as Lavender got felt up and then made to sit on Sheamuses lap.

No wait, you cannot possibly be jealous at her getting molested in the middle of class, don't be crazy! Fight it! But there was no way out. Deep down, she knew that she would need some really good dick before the day ended or she would go crazy! She could always go and ask Ron, she guessed, but somehow that was not what she desired. Not today.

As Hermione left the classroom after her last lesson of the day she was drawing heavy breaths. She needed it. And soon! Or she would go crazy! For a moment she just stood there at the edge of the corridor, thinking about what to do now. Should she just drop down to all fours right here and hope for the best? No, she was not that ****. Right?

Hermione gave looks to some passing wizards, but none of them looked back at her, at least not in that way. Quick, Hermione think! But there was no need to think about it. Deep down, she knew what she wanted. Knew what she needed, or more precisely WHO she needed right now. But where was he? And how would she get him to...

As if her pleas were heard, there he was, standing at the other end of the corridor. Draco, surrounded by some of his Slytherin 'friends'. No. He would never agree to do anything to her, or with her for that matter, in front of them. Unless...

Hermione saw the group of Slytherins walking in her direction. That is when she started. Out of nowhere, she started to tell off a passing Hufflepuff boy, who looked at her as if she had gone mad. After all, he did not do anything at all.

"...it is barbaric, you have no right to ANY of me and you very well know that, new rule or no, I will not allow it." And Draco, a dangerous grin on his face, took the bait. "Well, well , well Granger. What do we have here? A little mudblood slut who has yet to learn her place?" He showed no sign whatsoever of their last meeting. Good. Either he was playing along, or he was really just trying to put her in her place. Either way was fine with her.

Hermione and Draco glared at each other with fiery stares. She knew this would end with a bang. Hopefully, the right kind of bang.