Total Eclipse

Quick A/N: Sorry about the shortness of this chapter, ya'll...I wanted to make sure that I got it down before I forgot the scene! Remember, feedback is much loved and appreciated!!

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It had been a long time since Minerva McGonagall had felt so much sexual tension in one room.

Silently she sat behind her desk, watchin her two former pupils stare at each other as if they were the last piece of Honeyduke's toffee and in need of a desperate sugar high. Yes, it was definitely going to be an interesting year at Hogwart's.

Glancing at one of the many clocks in her office, the Headmistress discreetly cleared her throat, breaking the spell that had woven itself around Draco and Hermione.

"Well! Now that we're all here, let's get on with it, shall we?"

Draco, whose mind had entered the gutter as soon as he saw Hermione, only heard "get on with it" and immediately stifled a groan at the thoughts that ran rampant through his mind. Hermione, riding him hard, her breasts bouncing with every thrust of her hips...Hermione, bent over his desk, moaning in ecstasy as his cock pounded in and out of her slick cunt...Hermione, on her knees before him, her soft lips wrapped around his pulsing member...Hermione, beneath him, begging in that velvety voice --

"Professor Malfoy?"

He was snapped abruptly out of his musings by a voice that immediately made any thought of sex leave his mind and his erection deflate so quickly he wondered if he'd ever be able to get it up again. A grunt of acknowlegdment left his mouth and he took the seat next to Granger, purposefully avoiding the gaze of the Headmistress, lest he be having naughty thoughts about Hermione later tonight and she be replaced by the much much older witch.

"Yes, Headmistress? What did you need to see me about?"

Minerva, an accomplished Legilimens, willed herself not to peek into the minds of the two people in front of her. She needed them to come into this situation and agree to tackle it head on, with no current misplaced feelings of anger and resentment clouding their judgment.


"What I've asked you both here for today is in regards to something that Professor Dumbledore requested to occur when you both had reached a "suitable" age."

The mention of Dumbledore brought both Hermione and Draco to attention. Hermione, who'd been trying to figure out how it was that Draco managed to get even more handsome over the years, looked up to the portrait of her old Headmaster, shock evident on her whiskey coloured eyes.

Albus Dumbledore's picture was currently smiling at the scene in his old office, the familiar twinkle shining out from his blue eyes and over the rims of his trademark half moon spectacles.

"Professor Dumbledore?" she asked, looking enquiringly at the older gentelman. His portrait just smiled, shaking his head and motioning for Minerva to continue.

"You see, it had come to his attention shortly before his...erm...untimely death..."

At this Draco's face paled considerably. He still wasn't comfortable in the fact that he had held an open part in the old codger's demise, despite the fact that he had seen into Dumbledore's pensieve himself and had learned of his and Snape's prior arrangement. He chanced a glance at Hermione, who was one of only five people who knew of his viewing their former Headmaster's memories. Her eyes held a wealth of sympathy and she reached out as if to lay a hand on his arm in comfort, but quickly withdrew. Looking back at the current Headmistress, he nodded for her to continue.

"Yes, well, he had decided that the students of Hogwart's educations were lacking in something that every teenager, magic or muggle, needed to know."

She eyed the two of them, carefully weighing her next words. "What I am talking about, Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy, is...sex education." She smiled warmly at the shocked looks on their faces. "And the governors, upon viewing Professor Dumbledore's pensieve, have agreed with his opinion that it should be the two of you that teach it."