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Artemis sighed as she straightened some papers on her desk. Tonight was gonna be her first detention ever as a full-fledged Charms professor at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry.

And boy did this student deserve it!

First, he came into class late, then fell asleep during her lesson or at least pretended to fall asleep so Artemis wouldn't think he was the one who set off the fireworks and when Artemis confronted him about it, he claimed not to know English! Even though it was true he had an exchange student pass, he was still obviously from an English speaking country.

She'd been a teacher for over a month and had never had a student as disobedient as this one. Of course, first years were usually too overwhelmed to be mischievous although age and new schools had never stopped the twins and herself from pranking anyone and everyone.

Artemis shook away those thoughts just as the door to the classroom opened and her unruly charge walked in.

"Good evening Mr. Easel, right on time," she folded her hands on her desk and smiled warmly at the fair-haired boy trying her best to appear nice to lull him into a false sense of security so his punishment would be that much more severe.

"Hello Professor Talon, what torture are we performing this delightful evening? Lines, cleaning, stalking Filch? Or would you rather skip the unpleasantries and go straight for the snogging?"

All Artemis did was raise an eyebrow, "While all those are excellent ideas, I had something else in mind and aren't you too young to be thinking about snogging?" she stood and went to the board to check the chalk and erasers.

"Most people would think so but it's hard not to think about such acts with such a beautiful girl in the room."

"Oh you're such a charmer, too bad you're not a decade older," she rolled her eyes and the boy raised a sandy eyebrow.

"Surely a vision like you has a boyfriend?"

Artemis looked at him levelly, "No. I don't." his eyes widened, "I have a pain in the ass," she smirked and sat on her desk.

"Oh, so you take it up-" Artemis cut him off with a glare and crossed her legs, noticing how Mr. Easel's eyes went straight to checking them out.

Maybe it had been a bad idea to wear a skirt, especially a short pink skirt in a school full of hormonal teenage boys. Plus pink clashed horribly with her Gryffindor robes and red sweater.

"Now, Mr. Easel-"

"Oh please call me Gredory."

"Surely you mean Greg-never mind," Artemis shook her head; the wizarding world was full of strange names.

"Fine Gredory, I was going to have you hang by your thumbs from the ceiling but since I think you'd probably enjoy that punishment, I'm going to instead have you write lines." Artemis resisted the urge to rub her slightly throbbing head. Barely five minutes with this boy…

"Okay Professor, what am I writing? 'I shall not disrupt the class'? 'I shall not set off fireworks in class'?" Artemis smiled.

"No, you will write 500 times, 'I must not think about Professor Talon in a thong despite her thoroughly perfect arse'."

It was all Artemis could do to hold back her laughter as she stood and Gredory flushed deep red and his eyes widened to the size of galleons.

She smirked and accioed a few sheets of parchment and a quill to his desk.

"Get to work Mr. Easel," she said smugly and to make him more uncomfortable, walked sensually back to her desk. She looked down at her lesson plan and waited until she heard a quill scratching across parchment before daring to look up at her victim, I mean, student.

His head was bent over his parchment but his blush was still apparent as was a small grin, apparently his imagination was very creative. Artemis chuckled quietly and put her feet on her desk, cracking open an issue of Witch weekly.

It was quiet for quite awhile but Artemis knew it wouldn't last long and she was right.

"Excuse me, professor?"

"Yes Mr. Easel?" she asked not looking up from her magazine.

"I have a little problem," 'I'm sure you do,' she thought evilly

"A problem Mr. Easel?" she asked feigning surprise, looking up to see him fidgeting.

"Yes," he blushed and looked down to his lap; Artemis bit her finger to keep her laughter in.

"Well, what do you suggest you do about it?" she asked snappily.

"I was wondering if you could help me alleviate the problem," Artemis' eyes widened at his lewd smile.

"I don't think that's appropriate Mr. Easel."

"Yes, but what's appropriate and what you want are two different things." Artemis slammed her magazine down and stood, putting her hands on her hips.

"Listen, do you want another detention?"

"If it's with you, then anytime!"

"I will not be teased by a student Mr. Easel," Artemis said calmly.

"Then don't think of me as a student Professor," Gredory leaned back in his seat cockily and Artemis smiled, sauntering forward, around the desk towards him.

She removed her outer robe and set it on the desk before sitting slowly on the boy's lap, planting her hands on his shoulders.

"Like this Mr. Easel?" she whispered slowly, eyelids lowering as the boy blushed slightly and tried to keep from smiling.

"I thought you said this wasn't appropriate?" his voice slid down an octave and he scratched his head.

"But didn't you say not to think of you as a student Mr. Easel? And that what's proper and what I want are different?" she leaned closer to him.

"I thought you said you had a boyfriend?"

"Not so cocky now are we? And yes I do have a boyfriend," she paused to smirk, "Don't I Fred?"

The body beneath her shimmered and the cloaking spell dispersed to reveal a tall red-head.

He looked at her wide-eyed and she grinned.

"You knew?!" he sighed and her grin broadened.

"You thought I wouldn't recognize my own lover? Even if he was in disguise?" she asked insulted, "And do you really think I would flirt with one of my students even if it was jokingly? I have more sense and moral than that."

"Hence my surprise when this detention became more sexual then I was expecting, I thought you would just ignore my flirting."

"I would have if you were really a student."

"How'd you figure it out?" Fred asked, finally smiling, wondering how his brilliant girl had foiled his plot.

"Okay first off, Gredory Easel?! Gred and Forge, Easel is a shortened version of your last name! Anyone who knew you could figure that out!" Artemis exasperated and the 'duh' look on her face made Fred laugh.

"And second, I helped you and George with that firework prank way back when you first used it on Umbridge! And third, I know you and Gredory didn't act any different than Fred." Artemis rolled her eyes and Fred smiled.

"I'm dating a genius,"

"And I'm dating a monkey, what inspired you to do this?"

"I wanted to see you at work and also I heard all your students were perfect angels and thought your class could use some spicing up!" he wrapped his arms around her waist and she shook her head.

"Did you plan on getting detention?"

"No, but it did help with the third part of my plan to get under your skin,"

"Which backfired."

"I forgot how good of an actress you can be," Fred smiled softly and blushed as he remembered his recent shock of HIS Artemis flirting with a first year.

"Oh Freddie," she laughed, "You know I'm good at a lot of things," she demonstrated by leaning forward and beginning to kiss his neck. Fred sighed happily.

"You know Professor; I still have an hour of detention and still have a bit of a problem because of your evil punishment, what are your orders?"

Artemis smirked, "Well, Mr. Weasley, I can't let you leave early and if you're having a problem with the assignment then as the teacher it's my job to help you," she rearranged herself to straddle his lap and he grinned, gripping her thighs.

"Yeah, I'm having a load of trouble Professor Talon; I may even need to stay late,"

"However long it takes Mr. Weasley, I want my students to excel." Fred growled and pulled her down into a kiss.

Artemis smirked as she thought about her future detentions and how none of them would ever be as exciting as her first and how her students would probably wonder why Professor Talon would giggle every time the words Fred and detention were in the same sentence.

Damn, she'd really have to clean this desk in the morning.

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Wow, my first fanfic since April, I've been way too busy with fictionpress, hope you enjoyed and this story inspired other Artemis ideas so maybe more chapters will come in the future. Now review please!