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"You used an unforgivable on him?!" Lilian asked frantically.

I had just told her about my recent exchange with dear Michael.

"Lilian, quiet! Yes, but I'm not trying to get expelled just yet so keep it down." I remarked looking around quickly to make sure no one heard.

"How is it that your not already expelled?" she asked more quietly this time.

"Because I..well I was able to perform it without talking, a silent spell, so he didn't know what I used." I informed her with a small smile, it was quiet the accomplishment after all.

But I was not rewarded with a 'good job' I was instead met with a scowl. "Have you actually been performing unforgivables?" she whispered fast.

I narrowed my eyes at her. I was in no mood to be reprimanded there were more important things to discuss. "Listen I have to be experienced, don't I? You know what my ambitions are." She didn't looked convinced so I went on, "Anyways there's more." I said.

That seemed to distract her from the topic for her blue eye's sparkled with interest, "Well what is it?" she asked.

"You know our new defense against the dark arts professor?" I asked tentatively no longer feeling so bold on discussing the matter.

"Yes?"

"Well.." I began just knowing and dreading the fact that I was surly turning a shade of red, "I met him before school started actually."

Lilian raised an eyebrow, "Oh Roxanna don't tell me you did something to the poor man to make him hate you already."

What? How dare she assume that I would pick on a random civilian. "How dare you accuse me of picking on a random civilian!"

She merely narrowed her eyes at me,

"Fine I see your point, but I seriously don't think he hates me." I went on trying to pin point my double meaning.

It took a moment, confusion etched her features then they transformed into a facade of shock, and I was met with a wide eyed stare, "Roxanna you didn't-"

"No!" I interjected quickly, "Well it's not like I don't want to.." I added.

Her expression of shock morphed into a wide eye smile. I turned away quickly trying to hide my embarrassment. It's not that I wasn't bold enough to face it, but only the year before Lilian experienced a situation similar to this and I teased the hell out of her for it. Surly karma was due.

"You fancy Professor Lupin?" she asked not losing the creepy smile.

"And what if I do?" I challenged.

"Exactly, what if you do, what are you going to do about it?"

Hmm. That's a very good question. What am I going to do about it.

"Well isn't it obvious? I'm going to seduce him." I said bluntly trying to keep a straight face.

I fully expected her to start laughing or reprimanding me, but to my utter surprise she took a form of thought and said,

"It could work."

"What?!" I asked not believing she was agreeing, when I, myself, was only kidding.

"Well we've pulled it off before, haven't we?"

"Lilian that was completely different and you know it!"

"How was that possibly any different?!"

"Because..well because it just was. You pursued Professor Lockhart for crying out loud! He expected people to fancy him, and he wasn't the brightest person around now was he?"

"You have a point. Fine we won't do anything, you can just lust for him from afar." she said the last part sarcastically.

"I don't lust for him." I said narrowing my eyes at her.

"He's probably married anyway, a man his age, I mean." she added thoughtfully.

Married? Oh fuck, I hadn't even thought of that. What if he was married? Each encounter I'd been to busy starring at his eyes to notice any sign of wedlock. But it was just a petty crush right? Nothing to read to much into. He probably won't even take a second look at me once he figures out I'm a student. Unfortunately he isn't as naive as Lockhart.

"Doesn't matter, does it? It's just a silly crush. For all I know he could be a Gryffindor." I say with a fake shudder.

"I suppose not." she agrees with a laugh though eyeing me suspiciously.

"Anyway there's something else I wanted to ask you." I suddenly remembered her odd behavior in the train, "Back in the train when you entered our compartment you looked rather flushed, what was the cause?"

"Oh that." she took a more serious yet curiously annoyed expression, "Well the ring Lucan gave me, it's charmed, you see. It set to glow red when by a potential threat." she explained.

"Okay?" I urged her to go on.

"Well it glowed that day on the train. It must of been because of the dementors, although it was odd since they wern't near yet, either way- Lucas, unknown to my know knowledge, activated it to notify him each time it glows." she said rolling her eyes. "Honestly he treats me like such a child." she said in a huff.

"A little overprotective, is he?" I asked not knowing she felt this way about his actions.

"That's an understatement."

Lilian didn't look happy so I decided to try and change the subject, however no conversation took till we arrived at lunch after our free period.

Owl after bloody owl. This woman is driving me insane. See Draco was injured recently but it was nothing by far worth all the damed letters I've been receiving all lunch hour! I was, too, very appalled when I heard a hippogriff attacked Draco, but it was more his want for attention than his injury. I personally didn't blame him for milking it, but I could easily do without Narcissa writing every blasted hour of the day.

Nevertheless as a familiar family owl dropped two letters by my plate I hastily shoved them under my books to deal with later and began enjoying my food.

"Roxanna!" Lilian whispered urgently. She was seated across from me.

"What?" I asked slightly annoyed for I was enjoying my soup.

"I think you've got a stalker." she said taking me aback.

"What?"

"Look." she said and discreetly gestured with her head to the other side of the great hall.

I turned trying to be discreet myself and instantly locked eyes with Michael. I turned back quickly.

"Fucking Michael!" I whispered. But she shook her head, "What?" I asked.

"Further back." she gestured again.

So once again, with more assurance to avoid Michael's gaze, I shifted my view to the direction in which she nudged and I felt my eyes widen involuntarily. Professor Lupin was starring right at me. My gaze met his and he quickly averted his stare to his plate. I ,to, quickly turned back to face Lilian.

"He was looking at me." I whispered.

"We have DADA next." she informed me. My heart began to race, how could I not know that was next? But what's more is why in the bloody hell was I reacting this way? I guess I'm about to find out for class starts in five minutes.

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