I decided that since it's my birthday (23/12) I will spend the night to write fanfics and update ALL of my fanfics here at until Yule/Christmas!
What does a man do when getting a compliment from another man? If he doesn't touch you it is pretty easy to just casually thank him or tell him off or ignore it ever happened. If he does touch you in a flirting manner it is probably a natural response from someone like Filch to hit the hand away, yell at him or kick him in the guts. Filch didn't think of any of this when he was standing there, staring into green eyes with a warm hand upon his cheek. There was in fact an extreme lack of reaction coming from Filch.
"Mrs Pummel said your eyes were disgusting. I don't see it at all." The man leaned in closer. Filch held his breath. "You look tired but you have a unique colour and a nice shape."
They stood like that for a couple of seconds. Silvanus was waiting for a response. Even a kick in the crotch would have been better than just that blank stare from Filch. Silvanus forced himself to keep that smile upon his lips but the corner of his mouth grew tired and started twitching. Filch snorted.
"I have work to do," was all that he said.
Silvanus reluctantly withdrew his hand and watched the man walk away. He was left alone with only the echoes of footsteps in the end of the corridor. He didn't dare to look in that direction for then he would have to accept that he had in fact been left alone. Instead he turned and started walking in the opposite direction.
He had to hurry to make it in time for the lesson with the second years. He was not really in the mood for teaching but didn't have a choice. When he got there and all the students asked him why he was late he changed his mind. One of the boys in the class stood up.
"Anything wrong, professor? You're usually never late," said James Potter with a smile in his face. He was as cheerful as ever. Silvanus gave the boy a sceptical look but couldn't help but smile.
"I appreciate your concern, Potter," Silvanus walked to the desk at the other side of the room, "and I have to ask you the same question." James seemed confused and looked down at Sirius Black by his side but the boy hadn't been listening at all and just shrugged his shoulders. "Your cheeks are still a tiny bit flustered and I can hear the way you are forcing yourself to breath calmly. How come you were running late?"
When Silvanus had rounded the table and started flipping through a textbook the students were all giggling and James looked a little bit embarrassed behind the grin in his face. Silvanus didn't bother more about that. He had himself gotten back late and couldn't punish a boy who was there before him. And also Potter performed well like always and punishment was totally out of question.
This chapter is somewhat (read = really) short but I felt like it needed to be short. Or I'm just lazy, I can't tell the difference. However I will try and update as soon as possible.