Her last class of the day was thankfully Runes, a class neither her friends nor Malfoy shared with her, though it was still a slog to get through. Focusing on the lecture was an exercise in frustration, her mind unable to settle. Even if she could think straight, Malfoy had done a number on her. While nothing hurt, she was in fact quite sore. She still couldn’t quite believe it. Draco Malfoy had fingered her. No, that wasn’t doing it justice. Malfoy had dominated her. Smacked her, fingered her, driven her to the best orgasm of her life. His voice was playing in a loop in her head, every order he had given her setting off new waves of arousal as she remembered them.