A different point of view this time. Again PLEASE review. This one is
MATURE CONTENT! Heh, heh, heh! (That was for you Florence aka Arch
Artist/writer) By the way, the sign- "*****" means flashback. Read on my
magnificent fans.
1 "Uuuurrr, God I feel like a piece of shit." He smiled as he remembered the night before; he'd knew he'd drunk far too much alcoholic pumpkin juice. He got into the shower and let the warm spray run down his back. The bell rang; he shoved on his robes and did a quick shaving charm on his face. He wandered nonchalantly down the stairs, and relived last night.
2 "*****"
3 "More wine Serena?" asked Anthony at the posh restaurant he had invited her for a date. "Yes please Tony, you should see me legless," Serena giggled slightly, "I can say go fuck yourself in Chinese when I get really drunk!" Anthony squeezed her knee under the table and laughed even louder than she did. "Now that's a sight I'd like to see, now, what happens to you when you get really silly?" Serena leaned forwards, and said in velvety tones, "Why don't you find out."
4 "*****"
5 Lupin smiled at the memory, he felt his cheeks flush, he was normally so bashful about such things, and he blushed even more when he thought of what happened next.
6 With Serena it was like, it was like, he sighed and let a seraphic smile spread over his well cut countenance, with Serena it was like making love to an angel.
7 "Professor Lupin!" "Professor Lupin!" Speak of the devil he thought. Serena came up to him, "Is my detention today?" She asked coyly, "For a moment he didn't understand, then he got it, "Oh, of course, your detention… yes… um… see you there then!" He smiled and blushed, then turned away, but suddenly turned back again, "It'll be in my o-o-office." He stuttered, "Can't wait," Serena smiled again, it was their little private joke- other students always said "Can't wait" sarcastically, but she always meant it. Lupin reached the staff room, seriously troubled by his dream last night. He was standing on a rock, at the top of a steep hill, looking down on the landscape nearby; a raven flew to his finger, but this died and fell to the ground, then a wren flew to his finger, and this stayed. What could it mean?
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9 "Hiya Anthony!" "Welcome back to reality, you know the place where me and the other teachers live!" Lupin turned, and his shyness vanished in an instance in the face of Zahara Folechi, (the Charms teacher, Flitwick had left two years ago). "Oh go fuck yourself Zahara!" "Oh, someone obviously had some sex last night!" "I don't know what you mean!" "Oh really?" Returned Zahara, "Then how come your ties back to front hmm?" "I know you better than you know yourself, you're such a poser, you never leave your quarters like that!" "Lupin blushed and straitened his tie. "Who is it then?" "Some girl, you wouldn't know her, "He mumbled. "Well of course it's a fucking girl, you stupid twallop!" Zahara was always at her height of boisterousness during the first part of the morning, "I mean," She said lowering her voice to a easily distinguishable whisper, "Is it a student?" "Yes," Muttered Lupin, painfully aware that the entire staff room was hanging onto his every word. Thank God Dumbledore isn't here, he thought.
1 "Uuuurrr, God I feel like a piece of shit." He smiled as he remembered the night before; he'd knew he'd drunk far too much alcoholic pumpkin juice. He got into the shower and let the warm spray run down his back. The bell rang; he shoved on his robes and did a quick shaving charm on his face. He wandered nonchalantly down the stairs, and relived last night.
2 "*****"
3 "More wine Serena?" asked Anthony at the posh restaurant he had invited her for a date. "Yes please Tony, you should see me legless," Serena giggled slightly, "I can say go fuck yourself in Chinese when I get really drunk!" Anthony squeezed her knee under the table and laughed even louder than she did. "Now that's a sight I'd like to see, now, what happens to you when you get really silly?" Serena leaned forwards, and said in velvety tones, "Why don't you find out."
4 "*****"
5 Lupin smiled at the memory, he felt his cheeks flush, he was normally so bashful about such things, and he blushed even more when he thought of what happened next.
6 With Serena it was like, it was like, he sighed and let a seraphic smile spread over his well cut countenance, with Serena it was like making love to an angel.
7 "Professor Lupin!" "Professor Lupin!" Speak of the devil he thought. Serena came up to him, "Is my detention today?" She asked coyly, "For a moment he didn't understand, then he got it, "Oh, of course, your detention… yes… um… see you there then!" He smiled and blushed, then turned away, but suddenly turned back again, "It'll be in my o-o-office." He stuttered, "Can't wait," Serena smiled again, it was their little private joke- other students always said "Can't wait" sarcastically, but she always meant it. Lupin reached the staff room, seriously troubled by his dream last night. He was standing on a rock, at the top of a steep hill, looking down on the landscape nearby; a raven flew to his finger, but this died and fell to the ground, then a wren flew to his finger, and this stayed. What could it mean?
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9 "Hiya Anthony!" "Welcome back to reality, you know the place where me and the other teachers live!" Lupin turned, and his shyness vanished in an instance in the face of Zahara Folechi, (the Charms teacher, Flitwick had left two years ago). "Oh go fuck yourself Zahara!" "Oh, someone obviously had some sex last night!" "I don't know what you mean!" "Oh really?" Returned Zahara, "Then how come your ties back to front hmm?" "I know you better than you know yourself, you're such a poser, you never leave your quarters like that!" "Lupin blushed and straitened his tie. "Who is it then?" "Some girl, you wouldn't know her, "He mumbled. "Well of course it's a fucking girl, you stupid twallop!" Zahara was always at her height of boisterousness during the first part of the morning, "I mean," She said lowering her voice to a easily distinguishable whisper, "Is it a student?" "Yes," Muttered Lupin, painfully aware that the entire staff room was hanging onto his every word. Thank God Dumbledore isn't here, he thought.