Drifting thoughts in her morning class

Hermione sat in her ancient runes class, listening, taking notes as usual. So far, nothing was much different than she was used to. Well except for those scandalous uniforms of course... As she was taking her notes, her thoughts began to drift. Would every class be this civil? Was any... debauchery even allowed in class? Surely not, right? New rules or no, this was still a school and if it disturbed lessons... Or maybe, just maybe, she thought, this was just the one class full of socially awkward nerds and everywhere else hell would break loose right this moment.

As Hermione was copying some runic symbols onto her parchment, she came across one of them that had a longish line protruding from... unbidden, images of Dracos surprisingly big cock going in and out of Pansys mouth popped up in her head. No. She shook her head. Focus Hermione. And anyway, if you want to think about things like that, definitely not about him!

It went on like that for a while. Runes, translations, Dracos cock. NO. Focus... Runes, notes about the history of..... Dracos cock slamming into her wide open... Oh no. Hermione realized more and more that she just could not focus on the class as usual. To think about anything else at least, she looked up and cast her eyes around the classroom. Normally, she would have seen noses pressed to the parchment, just like hers was a minute ago. But a lot of them were either looking around, or dreamily staring off into empty space. Hermione even noticed one Ravenclaw guy looking in her direction. As their eyes met, he hastily looked down on his parchment again.

The class seemed to drag on forever today. But after a lot of unclear notes and a lot of thoughts, she wished she could suppress more effectively, it was finally over. Hermione gathered up her things and stepped out of class. Somewhere in the distance, she heard vague moaning noises. Last year she would have said this must be one of the ghosts, but right now she was not so sure about that. Just as she was about to find a quiet corner to disillusion herself again, for safer passage to the next classroom she suddenly found herself face to face with the tall Ravenclaw boy that had stared at her.

"H.. Hi" he began. He was very obviously nervous. She simply looked at him "I was wondering if, you know with the new rules and all I could just maybe..." he looked down to the floor the entire time "Are you asking me if you can touch me inappropriately?" Hermione asked sharply. He nodded "Yes I think you could..." she did not let him finish "Well in that case. NO" she said firmly, and before he could do much else she was already around the next corner.

If he asked, she could say no, right? Any anyway, she had NO interest whatsoever being groped by one of those guys. Definitely not by an insecure nerdy.... Whatever. None of them. Not even a stronger, assertive guy with a much bigger... Oh no. There were the images of Dracos cock again...