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Disclaimer: I'm only borrowing Louis for this fanfic. The wonderful world of Harry James Potter belongs to Ms. Rowling. Hogwarts, unfortunately, is not real *sobs*

Main Character(s): Markus Claude Sparkle & Louis William Weasley.

Minor Character(s): Wednesday Jayne Sparkle, Dominique Gabrielle Weasley, Victoire Isabel Weasley & many more!

Pairing: Mark/Louis.

Warning(s): DH spoilers, Slash pairing, coarse language and an inappropriate relationship between a teacher and student.

A/N: I've always seen Louis gay and in Hufflepuff for some queer reason. I also guessed that he took after his mother in his looks and be undeniably attractive :P Don't shoot me to those who don't see Louis in this way. As for Markus, I made him up way before this was written. I created the name to be a brother for another one of my characters in roleplay land and then made a bio for him. I had also wrote a storyline that corresponds to the plot of this story, so read on please.

Word Count for Chapter One: 1, 377

Breaking Thou Rules is Not Sinful.

Mark's Point of View.

My sister was glaring at me. Ulp! I've done something wrong. I could tell by her eyes and the way she was turning ugly. Being part Veela can do that to you.

'You owe me 20,000 Galleons. Cough up!' Wednesday held out her hand expectantly. Yea, sure I had that much on me right now.

I stretched the back of my head, 'As I told Madam Rosmerta I cannot afford it.' I had a tab the length of my arm, possibly even longer to pay. So, I usually went to the Leaky Cauldron where Hannah gave me a discount as I was a regular.

'Well, that's why people work to earn money. Now, chop, chop and get a job.'

I mentally groaned. She was serious but she knew that I couldn't keep a job for a day let alone to get enough to cover all of my debts.

'And if you don't find one, I'll make sure that I can turn your dead body into something Pesticide can eat!'

Sure, like that Owl didn't find me edible already. Pesticide had always pecked my cheeks or even bit me. I was being serious when I was about to stew it alive! Wednesday, being upset, had grassed me up to our Aunt and Uncle. At least I wasn't the only one grounded; Domino, Bleu and Atticus was also because they were encouraging me. Galinda and my big sister kept glaring at us for months. I didn't understand why women had such mood swings until Bleu had me about their times of the month. So something to do with their fertility cycles then.

'Ah! There ya are!' I'd recognise that booming voice from anyone. 'I 'ave a proposal for ya!' The Half Giant was a good teacher at Hogwarts. I had heard that he was retiring soon so that he could settle down with Madam Maxine. I recall writing him a letter to wish him luck with any future plans.

'What can I do for you, Hagrid?' I liked helping people. Just not teenagers or kids or babies.

'There's a teachin' post open at Hogwarts. I knew 'ow keen ya were when ya were at school.'

I looked at Hagrid and smiled slightly. 'What subject is it?' I cleared my throat slightly, 'I mean, really? Doesn't sound too interesting.'

'Care of teh magical creatures need a new teach since 'M retiring and all.'

I felt my eyes widen. It seemed like a job. 'Oh, really? What's the salary like?'

'Two thousand galleon a year. I though' you weren' interested?'

I smirked to myself. That salary would help pay off my debts, surely but working with children? I was sure I could get use to that. 'So when's my interview?'

'Well, it would be in five minutes,' Hagrid grinned at me sheepishly. 'Luckily we're in the Three Broomsticks, eh?'

And are Wizards I mentally added before standing and making my leave to my old school.

Professors McGonagall and Longbottom looked down at me expectantly. They were miles taller than me, okay?

'So, who employed you last time?' My old headmistress had to be strict even now. 'Where did you work?'

'Gringotts as a Curse breaker. Goblins hated my company.' See, the Goblins really did because all I did was crack Wizard jokes.

'Reason of leaving?' McGonagall was being far too nosey.

'I left because I was not wanted anymore,' I was chased out more like with no apparent reason at all.

Longbottom was calculating what I was saying. I could tell. 'I have one question to ask; how are you around children?'

Here we go; hook, line and sinker. I hated children but, 'I'm okay, I guess. I don't snap at them or anything.'

'You weren't very social yourself, remember?' He had to bring that up.

'I was still grieving. It took me a little longer to adjust to my parents being gone.'

McGonagall looked away from me to confirm with her colleague. 'You can start tomorrow.'

Tomorrow? First of September? That was rather fast. 'I'll get my things then?'

'Yes, it would advisable to move in by this evening.'

My sister watched me with interest from behind the counter at Honeydukes. 'So, you got a job like that? Will you be to keep it though?' She had always doubted me so these questions didn't faze me by any standard.

'I'm sure besides,' I looked at out of the shop window. 'You get a view of where I'm working.'

There was a gasp, 'But you hate children. Why work there?'

'Because the pay's good and I know my way around.'

Wednesday nodded vaguely. Of course, she didn't want to anger me into an early grave. Besides the woman usually popped in to see Mc- Minerva and have a good old gossip. That's what I hated about women; they bitched about anyone and were friendly around said person. Their favourite person was Dolores Umbridge. Apparently that woman had made people's lives a misery and was now in Azkaban. Urg, now I sounded like a woman!

'Whatever you say, Dear Brother,' her tone suggested that I won't be able to hold that job like others before it. I had to prove her wrong for once. A part of me knew that all I needed was the motivation and it was there, just bursting to prove itself. Wednesday was the main person who I needed to prove myself too. The second person was myself, of course.

I gazed around the Great Hall as it gathered with students. I was not regretting this. No sire. I was in Ravenclaw and I've got a potty mouth to boot so I'd best watch what I was saying around these brats. I watched the Sorting with mild interest. Sure they were little brats (the first years) but I was going to teach most of them and that was scary. Scary because I had keep my anger and potty mouth out of the way. I'd only get fired if it happened and I wanted to actually keep a job.

McGonagall's usual speech consisted of welcomings and warnings. 'Now, it gives me great pleasure to introduce our new Gamekeeper and Care of the Magical Creatures professor.'

I raised my glass to let the students know that I was present. I hoped I could tolerate these kids long enough to pay off my debts. If I didn't, I'm sure Wednesday would kill me. I caught this blonde lad looking at me from Hufflepuff's table. He was pretty, I guessed. He was possibly part Veela; this trait had gotten to Domino and Bleu (my younger brothers). Maybe he was a fifth year. I looked to Long- Neville and pointed the boy out. 'Who's that kid? The blonde, blushing one?'

'Oh, that's Louis Weasley. His uncle is a close friend of mine,' he replied. 'What's the suddenly interest?'

'He's looking at me for one, and he looks as though he's got some Veela in him.'

'Yea,' he shrugged slightly looking at the young Weasley, 'He gets that off his mother; Fleur Delacour.'

'Delacour is my aunt's last name and it was my mother's. They had Veela blood,' I groaned at Neville's grin. 'Do I look like I inherited that gene? Only Bleu and Domino inherited it.' Thank Merlin too! I wasn't a fan of people gawping at me too.

'You have the fifth years tomorrow,' he was saying. 'It would be interesting to see how Louis acts in your class.'

I grinned, 'Yea, I'd recognise that look from everywhere… It would be interesting to see how someone who fancies me acts.'

'Are you relatively sure he has a crush on you,' Neville chuckled lightly. I heard he was wimpiest before the second of one of my cousins; I forget which one. 'Most of the Weasleys are straight horn dogs I hear.'

Straight horn dogs? I have heard that their breeding was abnormal but I never knew that they were horny too. I pressed a goblet to my lips and looked straight at the Weasley lad and winked slightly at him. The boy looked away and I grinned. Interesting, I've had a guy fancy me before. But, I'll have to ignore it since I'm his teacher. And discourage it even.

Breaking Thou Rules is Not Sinful Chelsea Leigh aka Rinnie10 Chapter One