"Morni--what did you do?"
"How did you know?" She was almost exasperated as soon as Lucifer opened his mouth while noticing her coming down the stairs.
He shook his head. "Because you look as though I just caught you with your hand in the biscuit tin . . . or your knickers. Sit down. Confess your sins."
Slinking into the chair, Hermione stared at her hands, afraid he'd see more in her face than she planned to reveal. "I forgot my plug last night."
"Is that all?"
"No."
'Good mercy.' "Well, spit it out."
"I, sort of, encouraged Samael to come all over the sink last night."
"Encouraged him by request?"
"Not entirely."
"Explain."
She was worried about that one thing more than the others.
Everything else that happened had been an accident, but that one was on purpose. "When I was putting the salve on his bum, I might have been more thorough than necessary."
"What part of him got the extra attention?"
"Um . . . I just went a little deeper than called for."
"Are you saying you fingered his arse?"
"NO!" she exclaimed, looking aghast. "I just, sort of, grazed it."
He had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing.
'No wonder he came all over the sink.' "Is there more?"
She bit her lip. "Yes."
"You were busy last night."
"I wasn't, I promise."
Lucifer sighed. He was going to get angry if she said anything worse.
"Well, he seemed kind of upset about the paddle, so I asked him to come and keep me company while I waited for my sleeping potion to kick in. I thought if I kept him distracted, it would keep his mind off the pain."
"And?"
"Well, there's good news and bad news after that point."
He sighed. "Bad news first."
"He fell asleep in my bed."
Lucifer was too quiet. Hermione peeked from under her lashes to check his expression.
When she saw the way he was staring at her, her eyes dropped back to her hands.
"Was he touching you?"
"Never! He wasn't even under the blanket."
"So he just fell asleep? That's all that happened?"
"Well . . . this morning I watched him come again."
"No part of him came in contact with you?"
"Not even close."
"As long as there was no contact, and he didn't do or say anything to upset you, I don't care if you watch him."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, but this better be some damn good news you have for me."
'I hope you think so...'
"Um . . . I thought about what you asked me to think about."
One eyebrow perked. "Yes?"
"I thought . . . maybe I could do it."
'So my little plan last night worked....' "That's very interesting news."
"That's not the good news—not entirely."
"Go on."
"Okay . . . well . . . while I was groggy from the sleeping potion, I sort of asked Samael if he would be willing to . . . eat my arse." She knew her face was crimson.
Lucifer bit his tongue so hard he tasted blood. He couldn't believe she'd said it.
It had seemed overly daunting for her just to ask him to spank her the previous night. "Did you?"
"Well, I didn't say it right out loud like that. I just led him to the right guess."
"I see. And what was his answer?"
Hermione's face got even hotter, but she smiled at her hands. "I talked him into it."
Lucifer grinned. 'I doubt it was difficult....' "I like your initiative, Granger."
She gave him a small smile.
"Would you like your punishment tonight or during lunch?"
Hermione let out a sigh. She didn't want it to interfere with whatever he had planned for that evening.
"As soon as possible, sir."
"Let's find an empty room after class."
"Yes, sir."
"You are wearing your plug right now, aren't you?"
"Yes, sir."
"Come over here and show me."
Swallowing hard, Hermione stood up from the chair, eyes roaming around for potential witnesses...
None were found, she turned backwards and pulled her knickers below her cheeks.
Her robe and skirt were in her way, so she gathered them to the side as she bent over.
His cool fingers touched that little cat tail, jostling the plug.
"Breakfast starts in a minute. Take off your knickers."
Hermione gave him a questioning glance but did as he asked.
"Give them to me."
She handed them over, and he stashed her knickers in his coat pocket. "Let's go down."
"Without my knickers?!" she squeaked, scandalized.
"If you're a good girl for me during breakfast and classes, I'll just give you a hand spanking before lunch. Are you going to be obedient, or do I need to get the paddle?"
Her face fell. "I'll be good."
"Then let's go down."
Hermione gave him one last searching look then got out of Gryffindor portrait hole before he thought of something else to do to her.
Lucifer snickered at her rapid departure. He was about to find out just how obedient she could be.
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She couldn't stop checking her skirt and robe to make sure she was covered.
"I haven't even punished you, or are you just stroking your bum for fun?" Lucifer asked, noticing her moving palm at back.
"Shut up. Don't tease me."
"Mind that tone, Granger."
"Uh, I am sorry," she said, while sitting down.
Harry and Ron burst in and hurried to their seats; she snapped her mouth shut and pulled her robes tighter.
"Hagrid's got a new scary pet," Ron muttered. "He showed it to us wrangling it back into its huge crate."
"Your robes are singed," she commented.
Harry grinned. "We're counting ourselves lucky on that front."
Professor McGonagall came out of her office, and the class jerked to attention.
"Copy the notes from the board. This is a list of questions commonly found on OWL level exams. If you haven't already done so, I suggest you make notes and understand how their charms work inside and out. We will cover the next lesson in the second half of class."
Many students groaned.
"Don't look so discouraged. You all should have done making study plans by now!"
She turned in a flurry of robes and paced the room, watching them work.
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.
Some of the questions were all ones she'd been reviewing for the past few weeks.
She could answer them in her sleep.
Her eyes kept darting towards her deskmate Lucifer as she copied the board.
It made her extremely nervous, because Lucifer was again going back to using his Auto-quill.
Instead of writing down notes, he gave her a torn piece of parchment and tapped it with his finger, making it clear he wanted her to leave it there.
Hermione couldn't imagine why.
It was just a scrap of torn parchment—no writing on it, nothing of note at all.
When Lucifer moved his eyes towards the board again, she was shocked to see his scrawl suddenly appear across the blank center.
She pulled it closer, hiding it in her notes.
'Spread your legs. I want to see up your skirt.'
Hermione shot him a startled glance.
He gave a small smirk without even looking in her direction.
The words on the parchment faded and changed to: 'Now.'
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