An Old Friend

Chapter Six

First Day Dramatics

SS Pov

I sweep my way into the Slytherin common room, knowing even though I'm late they are smart enough not to test me and will be waiting. Pulling open the common room door, I see I was correct and all of my students are accounted for. "I have things to do so we will make this quick. First years, as a member of the Slytherin house you are expected to uphold the standards your prefects laid out to you earlier. Those are my expectations and anything less will result in disciplinary action. Any questions?" A quick survey of the room and a few head shakes later I continue while pulling out the information packets for El's course. "These are the information packets for the new World Studies course being offered. If this is of interest to you, come now to get a packet and write your name down so you'll be added to the list." Three-fourths of the students line up. "Quickly I have important things to get back to."

Finally the last one steps up and of course it's Draco Malfoy with his little shit eating smirk. "Malfoy, you do realize your personal relationship with Miss James will not benefit you in any way for this class, correct?"

"Do you think so little of me, godfather?", his smirk deepens.

"You are your father's son.." Ella will have a field day with this when she finds out. Draco is in for a world of pain if he thinks she is going to do anything less than torture him. Speaking of torture I'm sure El has been tied up long enough. One last glare across the room I turn to leave and make my way back to the beauty I have spread out waiting for me.

Surprisingly upon returning, I find El still tied up. I expected her to have escaped her restraints not long after I left the room. Though she may be done bratting for the day, I can still feel frustration radiating from her. If I were in the mood to be an asshole I might have pushed her buttons a little more, but I'll be nice. "Ella?"

"Sir?", she quietly replies while casting her eyes down to avoid eye contact. She switched into her subspace fairly quickly tonight. I'm pleasantly surprised, but also quite concerned, this is not typical of her.

"Look at me", I commanded, not liking her lack of eye contact. She quickly looks up and I notice she's gnawing at her lip, a tell-tell sign she's nervous for the punishment she assumes she will be on the receiving end of tonight. I pull my cloak off, laying it over the back of a chair and make my way to our bedside. I lean over and release her lip from her teeth with my thumb before cupping the side of her face. El quickly nuzzles herself more into my hand. "Because you listened and did not escape your restraints, I have decided to not punish you tonight." I go to remove her restraints when she nervously speaks up.

"Sir?"

"Yes, my dear?"

"I think I deserve to be punished." Huh? She never liked actual punishments. Quickly covering my surprise I respond.

"Love, why do you think you need a punishment?"

"Well I've just been a nuisance today, and I lashed out on you because I was a little frustrated."

"You are not and will never be a nuisance to me, do you understand?", I snip out, angered by the awful thoughts obviously plaguing her. She looks away from me still allowing her anxiety to get the best of her. I grab her chin turning her to face me again. "Do. You. Under. Stand?", I repeat adding deliberate pauses.

"Yes sir, I understand." I wandlessly remove her restraints and sit on the edge of the bed.

"Come lay across my lap." She looks up at me in confusion. "You wanted a punishment, correct?" El nervously moves to lay across my lap. "Now I expect you to count, love. To be clear, this punishment is for ever allowing yourself to believe you're a nuisance to me, okay?"