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Once Luka had returned to her quarters she headed immediately to the shower. Professor McGonagall had scourgified her but she still didn't feel clean. Then it was to bed for a hopefully uninterrupted sleep.

Moving sluggishly through the castle Professor Lupin contemplated his situation, he'd been ordered by the stony eyed headmaster to patrol the castle until dawn. It would have been depressing enough on his own but Professor Snape had been sent to 'accompany' him. In other words to keep an eye on him, the Head of Slytherin had yet to stop crowing over his victory. Sighing he waited for the sun to rise. He would simply have to learn to deal with being a persona non grata here as well in the outside world.

Waking up at the crack of dawn Luka muttered irritably at her body clock, knowing her luck she would never get back to sleep now. Doing her best to swim back to the depths of slumber Luka's ears automatically tuned into small sounds of the morning however as soon as the door to her shared quarters creak open her eyes flicked open. Lupin had been patrolling? Hopping out of bed and putting on her slippers she popped her head around her door. True enough her boyfriend was just taking off his jacket before he turned to Luka.

"Did I wake you?" he asked quietly.

"No, I just woke up early. Have you been patrolling all night?" she asked although the shadows under Lupin's eyes already told her the answer.

"Yes, in the company of Severus no less," he replied with a slight smile trying to make light of the situation.

"The old git," Luka muttered as she realised his patrol had probably been the result of an order from the headmaster.

"Now now, he had every right to be angry. I'd broken his trust in me as a student and now after he was kind enough to give this job," Lupin admonished softly as Luka pulled him into a light hug.

"True but he doesn't have to act so childishly,"

"Do you forgive me?"

Luka sighed, "Yes, the sleepless night and patrol with Severus is punishment enough. I just don't like having being lied to,"

"It won't happen again," replied Lupin sincerely as he returned the hug.

"I know, would you like to come to bed? You've got a few hours before the staff meeting to get some rest,"

"I'd like that," as he followed Luka to her bedroom, snuggling beneath the duvet sleep quickly claimed him.

Luka however remained firmly conscious, she was comfy and warm yet her mind was reluctant to release its grip on reality. Pursing her lips she fished in the shadows for another pair of night vision goggles and one of her favourite novels.

XXX

As they entered the staffroom Luka noticed that the rest of the faculty was already assembled and there was only one chair remaining. Shaking her head at the headmaster's childishness Luka nudged Lupin to take the seat, once he'd settled she perched on his knee. From across the room Professor Snape shot a look of disgust at the 'inappropriate' display. Luka glared at the Potions master daring him to say anything. Once the meeting was underway the staff discussed who would take on the various tasks needed to shore up the castle's defences. It was decided that no students would be allowed out of the castle after dark on their own, Professor Flitwick was to teach the doors to recognise Black and Filch would be boarding up any possible passageways. At this point Luka decided to chip in.

"I can lend some of my zombies into the patrolling effort as well as the duelling dummies," she chirped, behind her she heard Lupin groan.

The rest of the staff were even less than enthused with her idea.

"Miss Reginold we do not use Dark magic here at Hogwarts," reprimanded Professor Dumbledore.

"You would refuse even if I reanimated the basilisk? Surely you wouldn't pass up the use of her superior olfactory senses. Besides they're ready made, it's not as if I'm killing people specifically to reanimate them," countered Luka despite Lupin's attempt to shush her, "if it can be used to our advantage why would we ignore it?"

"Because the Arts used to raise the dead as you do are profane and vile. I know your life at the Ministry and the consequent breaking of your mind may have corrupted your sense of right and wrong but here we operate with a moral compass," replied the stern headmaster.

Before Luka could attempt to get another rebuttal in Professor Snape added in his own thoughts.

"I doubt you could reanimate the creature into a useful state, the decay is far too advanced,"

"If I use healing magic I may be able to partially reverse the process. Besides, a half rotten carcass would be far more frightening to both Black and to students moving around after curfew," replied Luka smoothly, she knew her trade.

As the meeting drew to a close Luka reluctantly hopped off her perch and Professor McGonagall eagerly swooped in towards Lupin.

"Ah Remus, before you go, I would like to discuss how the three of them learned to be Animagi at such a young age,"

Luka smiled at the werewolf before making her way out, she had homework to do before the day's duelling club session.

The events of the night had of course spread through the school like wildfire and Luka was sure out the turn out to the club was greater than ever. In addition many of them wanted to know what spell Potter had used to attack the 'Dementors'. Once told that the Patronus charm could drive the Dark creatures away the students simply had to learn it. By the end of the session an impressive number of students could muster a ghostly shield. Luka had heaped on the praise but reminded them that it would be far more difficult to do the charm in the presence of an actual Dementor.

During the evening meal Lupin recounted Professor McGonagall's interrogation. Apparently after her initial reprimand she had seemed more curious in how they achieved the transformation at such a young age rather than being angry.

"So is it some kind some of spell?" asked Luka, she hadn't had time to research Animagi.

"Not really, it's more of a gradual process of meditation and spell work with the culmination being the ability to wordlessly transform into an animal," replied Lupin.

"Can you become anything you want? Like a dragon or a dinosaur perhaps?" Luka enquired eagerly.

From her side Luka heard a snort of derision, Professor Snape was making himself known.

"No Reginold you cannot become choose your Animagus form and under no circumstance can you become a tyrannosaurus rex, stegosaurus or pterodactyl or a giant extinct reptile of any kind," he hissed at her folly.

"How do you know so much about dinosaurs and their cousins?" asked Luka with narrowed eyes before swiftly coming to a conclusion, "Oh, you went through the dinosaur phase as a child too?"

She and Professor Lupin smiled at the glare they received. The Potions master began digging back into his meal. Luka had been bang on, before it had been closed the local library had been a favourite place of his and amongst the ragged tomes had been books filled with illustrations of gigantic reptiles. Years ago he could have easily reeled off the names of dozens of species just as he dispensed the uses of different potion ingredients now.

"Were you serious about bringing the basilisk back?" asked Professor Lupin once they were back in their chambers.

"Yes, her eyes are useless so she would just have to attack with her sheer bulk and venom but she would still be highly effective. That and from my examinations of the body it would appear that basilisks have a far more evolved sense of hearing than any other snake species although they lack the Jacobson organ and heat sensing pits. It's a pity that the more evolved trait hasn't survived crossbreeding,"

"What!?"

Oh yes, she hadn't told anyone about that. Damn her forgetfulness.

"When she was smaller, id est back in Slytherin's time before she put into stasis, she bred with some local adders. The line has survived to this day though the basilisk traits are obviously quite weak. Now it's just a bit of extra venom toxicity or the occasional specimen with extremely vivid green stripes," Luka said chirpily before noticing Lupin's look of relief, "you didn't honestly believe I'd started a basilisk breeding program did you?"

Lupin shifted his gaze, "Well, it did cross my mind,"

"Regardless of my contempt for Wizarding law there are numerous obstacles in the way of such an undertaking Remus. First of all would be the fact that in addition to their venom they can kill with a glance, it would make training of all my specimens quite laborious. Then you've got to wait for them to reach sexual maturity and to top it off you've got to feed them all. It's not as if you can feed them rat pups all their lives," replied Luka.

"So how do you know about the adders?"

"I've been looking for local adder population after I read an article in 'Practical Reptile Keeping' about the inbreeding of adders in areas around Britain. I figured with Parseltongue I could try and transfer specimens from different areas to try and get the gene pools in a better state,"

Professor Lupin blinked as he listened to her off the wall plan. After learning of her true identity he had often wondered why the supposedly blood purist House of Slytherin had allowed her entry since she was a Muggleborn demon contractor. Now it was clear; she was powerful, slightly Dark and absolutely snake mad.

XXX

The week soon drew to a close and to Luka's disappointment it her duty once again to herd the brats around Hogsmeade on Saturday. A quick scout of the staff room resulted in cover for the duelling club in the form of Professor Flitwick, he had also offered to help Luka if she intended to host a summer competition after exams which she had given quite a bit of thought. It would be a nice way to round off the year. Now returning from yet another tiring shift at the Funtom bar she cursed randy satyrs who thought that anything in a skirt was fair game. Well, what can one expect from fertility spirits who follow Dionysus? It had ended with three offenders being beaten over the head with their own wooden flutes. Yawning as she entered the quarters she shared with Lupin she noticed that once again he seemed to be up anticipating her return, a habit Luka was doing her best to discourage. Sleep deprivation would not aid his monthly transformations.

"Still up I see," she said with the slightest hint of disapproval.

The werewolf looked up with a smile before sniffing inquisitively.

"On the contrary I've just awoken, my body seems to be getting used to your shift pattern. What is that smell?" he asked as he walked over.

"Pervy satyr, don't worry they got more than they bargained for," replied Luka as she was enveloped in a possessive hug with Lupin burying his nose in her neck next to the bite.

"Good,"

"Jealous?" asked Luka playfully.

"Well I have claimed you, I don't want other men touching you in an improper manner," he said looking her in the eye as his thumb traced the ring of teeth marks, "now, let's get that odour off you,"

Luka smiled at the possessive display as she allowed herself to be led to the bathroom.

The next morning Luka left Lupin's warm bed with a groan. Her displeasure did not lessen as she fortified herself with a large bowl of porridge at the breakfast table. Lupin would be staying at the castle to mark the latest batch of essays and Professor Snape had taken great pains to mention how serene his day would be in comparison to Luka's.

Mentally cursing the Potions master Luka decided to take a lesson from the students as she followed a group of them into Zonko's Joke Shop. As she eyed the shelves she could see why Filch always seemed to have his hands so full, especially with the Weasley twins. Moving through the shop towards the heap of Dungbombs Luka grinned from ear to ear. Immature as it was she had every intention setting off a dozen of the little beauties as well as a canister of hydrogen sulphide in Professor Snape's office or better yet get one of the school owls to do a special delivery direct to his quarters. Smiling with glee Luka stopped in her tracks as she heard a familiar voice. Was that Potter? Looking around she sought to find the boy but he was nowhere to be seen. It must have been a trick of the crowd's mixed babble.

Once she had gratefully returned to the castle Luka found a pensive Lupin who was examining a large piece of old parchment. Since he gave no sign that he'd noticed her the nephilim crept up behind him and peered over his shoulder. To her surprise the parchment depicted the entire school and its grounds. Also all of the students and staff could be seen as little roving dots. Plucking the large bar of chocolate she'd gotten him form Honeydukes from her pocket and leant forwards to lightly nip the werewolf on the ear. Lupin turned with a small yelp to find Luka looking at him with eyes narrowed in mischief.

"New toy?" she asked trying to look relatively innocent.

"Actually an old one, my friends and I made it when we were at school. It was confiscated juts before we left," Lupin replied as he showed Luka the cover.

"Oh so you guys were the Marauders," Luka said as Professor Snape's rant immediately made sense.

"You've heard of us?... Ah yes, Severus," Lupin said as he settled on the only reasonable conclusion.

"Yeah, when he was drunk. After he was done with you he moved onto your friends," Luka replied, "onto a nicer topic; greetings from Hogsmeade," chirped Luka as she presented him with the chocolate.

"Thank you," smiled Lupin as he kissed Luka on the lips.

Happily wrapping her arms around him Luka turned back to the map, "So if it was confiscate did you just ask for it back?"

Lupin sighed, "No, I got it off Harry actually. Apparently he had been in Hogsmeade and Severus had him in his office. I think Severus believes I gave it to Harry,"

"I thought I heard Potter in Zonko's but it was just a whisper and there were so many children in there and I couldn't see him. Surely he can't be so proficient in Disillusionment charms?" asked Luka although regardless of the answer it was still a matter of fact that she had failed to catch an out of bounds student.

"No but James had an invisibility cloak, Albus must have given it to him. That would have been why you didn't see him," replied Lupin., "I just hope that Harry stays out of trouble from now on,"

"I'm sure your 'I'm not angry just disappointed' speech will keep him within the rules until the end of the year," mused Luka.

"What makes you think I went for that angle?" enquired Lupin smoothly.

"You don't tend to shout or hand out detentions that much and I for one can't imagine you with a cane saying that an offender is about to get six of the best," replied Luka.

"Really, how do you know I don't keep a cane handy for special cases?" he purred before taking the map and returning to his room.

Luka narrowed her eyes, they said it was always the quiet ones who harboured the most perversions. Regardless she still had the small shipment of sweets to send to the weres. They'd given her the money for some more Blood-flavoured lollipops and bubble gum and Luka had taken the liberty of adding Acid pops, Pepper imps and exploding bonbons to the order. From what Sebastian had told her Ciel was also taking an interest in magic confectionery, it wouldn't surprise her if the Funtom decided to branch into it.

XXX

As the weeks passed Luka picked up the academic pace in anticipation of the summer exams, she knew from bitter experience what happened when one procrastinated for too long. Now she taking her Muggle Studies class through another lesson on Muggle social habits. Luka grimaced at the task , the set text 'Home Life and Social Habits of British Muggles' was woefully out of date. Not to mention she had learned with increasing resentment that even witches and wizards who were all for Muggle rights still regarded themselves as the superior race. In the no doubt well meaning texts and articles Luka had to use Muggles were portrayed as poor individuals whose lives would forever remain relatively empty since magic was denied to them. They were to be pitied rather than respected. All in all it reminded Luka of the supercilious posturing of European missionaries when they found an isolated tribe whose trades, whilst refined, still seemed pathetically primitive to white eyes. On the upside she believed that her documentary nights were eroding that sense of superiority, it had been quite a shock for some of the pure-bloods to see the effects of artillery and the zeppelin raids on London. Another boon of the impending exam season was that Granger was quite quiet, although not due to studious obedience but pure fatigue. The girl was pale with marked shadows under her eyes. It was commonly wondered in the staffroom whether she would last the year. For Luka it was a simple matter of scientific interest, how long would her immune system last under this assault before it simply collapsed? Regardless, the only ones whose voices mattered on the subject belonged to the matron and the Transfiguration mistress. As long as the girl didn't end up in the hospital wing they were alright for her to discover her own limits. Better now than during her OWLs or NEWTs they said. Luka wrapped up her musings, tonight was court night and she would have to prepare.

After her light evening meal Luka had immediately returned to her quarters. She was soon joined by Lupin. It was evident that the werewolf found Sebastian's restrictions chafing but he abided by them remaining across her room as she dressed and applied her makeup. Tonight she would be dressing as she had at the Ministry only in all black. The nephilim shook her head, no 'armour' could possibly be designed worse than this. Hopefully it would be just drink serving and violin playing tonight. Focusing on the latter Sebastian had been doing the occasional demonstration on the viola and the alto clef recently. Knowing him she would probably end up mastering the entire string section by the end of the century. Applying the last of her navy eyeliner she smiled at Lupin before taking her leave.

Upon arrival she had found to her irritation that she was first to attend to Michaelis Sr's pets. Trudging through the servant passages with a bucket of entrails Luka struggled to maintain a neutral visage should someone happen to see her. Moving quickly through the garden she found the food bowls and gave a quick whistle. Whether by her signal or the smell of food the strange animals soon approached and began their feast. Luka watched the 'xenomorphs' a moment before returning indoors, the guests would no doubt be arriving soon. As soon as she had returned to the pantry she was met by Sebastian, it was one of the few times she had seen him look vaguely apologetic.

"I'm sorry father put you to work in such an undignified manner. He can't believe I'm allowing you to have a liaison," said the demon.

"So he is being possessive in your steady my Lord?" asked Luka with formality just in case someone was listening.

"Yes, and a little old fashioned. However for the rest of the night you will be entertaining. I trust you brought your violin as instructed,"

"Of course my Lord and I have memorised my pieces as per your instructions,"

"Good,"

The evening passed and as she had hoped it was split between sitting at her master's feet, playing the violin and serving refreshments. However as the mood became darker and exhibition matches were put on Luka soon found herself toe to toe with a Lamia. A comely woman with the lower body of a snake that sexually predated on sleeping men and was among the lower classes of demon. This was not going to be fun.

XXX

Luka stumbled back into her quarters. Damn Sebastian, he'd wanted a meal and a heavy one too. Git.

"Are you alright?" asked Lupin, he could smell blood and decayed flesh from where he sat in the sitting room.

Luka looked up, she hadn't expected him to stay up again, it was beginning to become a bad habit.

"Yes, I'm fine," she smiled weakly, all she could think of was a nice shower and sleep.

Lupin moved over to take a closer look. Luka was in her true form and he could feel the strength of her unrestricted power which probably meant she had been fighting a difficult opponent. Fortunately he couldn't see any wounds.

"What did you fight?"

"A Lamia, which as it turns out is every venomous snake rolled into one. Not only is her body half snake but her venom is neurotoxic and also causes all sorts of tissue damage. And would believe that they have venom glands in their nail beds? Scratches from her hurt like hell, not to mention she had the whole spitting cobra thing going on too," Luka replied exasperatedly, "it's the only time I've had to settle for a draw,"

"She's still alive?"

"Yup, apparently after half an hour seeing us cut chunks out of each other it got boring," Luka huffed.

"She cut you? How did you heal yourself if it was venom?"

"After the fight I burned the tissue," at Lupin's look of horror she continued, "I'd taken a bezoar for the poison but I couldn't heal the damaged tissue so I got rid of it. Afterwards I healed the incisions and got back to serving drinks. I'm fine,really,"

Lupin pulled Luka into his arms.

"I should have never let you go," he breathed into her hair.

"I have to he's my master, I will honour the bargain I made," Luka replied.

"He won't always be your master, I'll find a way to break your contract," hissed Lupin fervently.

Luka looked up into the werewolf's eyes as the shadows lengthened.

"Well, here was me thinking you would actually stick to the terms we agreed," said Sebastian silkily as he stepped out of the darkness.

Lupin whirled around as Luka pulled herself out of his embrace.

"Sebastian, he didn't mean it. There has been no violation of the rules," the nephilim started before being silenced with a wave of Sebastian's hand.

"But he is sincere in his wish to end our contract which is a violation in of itself. My terms were that you are not to interfere in any way Lupin so I believe a little demonstration is in order,"

"Do what you want with me," snarled the professor.

"You? You wouldn't survive the type of disciplining techniques I use, that and Luka would never forgive me for hurting her lover. A servant gives a far superior service if they are willing. However, I am sure you are familiar with the term whipping boy," smirked the demon before turning to Luka, "I order you to throw yourself out of that window. You may not use magic to soften the blow but you can use it for repairs,"

Before the professor could grab her Luka launched herself towards the window that Sebastian had magically opened. The sitting room was about two stories above the walkway below, a were could easily land it but the order compelled Luka to go torso first. Landing with a dull thud and the crack of bone Luka grumbled as she pulled herself to a kneeling position. Muttering about a certain demon she dealt with her damage, she could hear Lupin running towards her. Getting to her feet Luka greeted the worried werewolf.

"I'm fine Remus, it was just an overly dramatic demo," she smiled.

Lupin eyed the small blood stain on the ground.

"Are you sure?"

"Yep, I'm all healed. Sebastian just wanted something that would really shock you, of all the things he could have picked this probably did the least damage,"

The professor pursed his lips of he gave Luka another once over. If anything this incident hardened his resolve to see Luka freed from her contract but if there was a penalty for even mentioning it then he was truly powerless, he didn't want to see Luka hurt for his transgressions.

"I don't know how you could have ever loved him," he sighed.

"Sebastian is actually a very good master, most demons treat their property far worse," replied Luka with a yawn as they headed back to the classroom door, "any way I just want a quick shower and a nice long sleep,"

"I think a bath would be better," smiled the professor as an idea sprang forth, after all, what better way to get rid of a demon's scent than through bubble bath?

"I would like to but my wings won't fit," sighed Luka, a soak would be nice...

"I know a tub where you'll fit with room to spare," replied Lupin as accioed some toiletries and towels before magically locking his office.

"Where?" asked Luka, she'd never heard of a tub that large in Hogwarts. Surely they weren't going to break into the headmaster's quarters? That would be all sorts of creepy, not to mention incredibly risky.

"The prefects' bathroom,"

"What? A students' bathroom? What if we get caught? Especially by students..." worried Luka as she wrung her hands.

"It'll be us catching them, after all we'll be patrolling," replied Lupin calmly taking Luka by the hand.

"Patrolling in the bath?" Luka shook her head as the werewolf continued to stroll nonchalantly through the corridors with her in tow. Severus could rant about the other Marauders all he liked, Luka was convinced it had been Lupin who had been the mastermind behind their antics.

XXX

It was now the Easter holidays and things had been moving swiftly at Hogwarts. In her Muggle Study lessons Luka had happily expanded on the topic of electricity to include the methods of its production. The nephilim was sure that the class had moved back a few inches as her eyes had taken on a manic gleam as she explained nuclear fission and the possibility of harnessing fusion. For some reason nuclear power had been one thing that always caught her imagination. From the beryllium cooling rods to breeders it was a fascinating subject in of itself. Luka had also been recalled to Nottingham on occasion to referee the referendum debates. Said debates had started relatively early on, the theory being that if the electorate had longer to mull over the information presented to them they would be less likely to vote on impulse. The first meeting had been relatively boring with people merely making their positions clear rather than putting forth their argument. However Luka had gleaned a few snippets from Sebastian. Ciel was intending to use magical confectionery as a basis for new sweets in the mundane world, the younger demon surmised that given the Wizarding world paid Muggles so little attention they would hardly notice the copyright infringement. That and the Funtom company may attempt to break into the pharmaceutical world although with a different company name of course. If weres were to make themselves known it would usher in a whole new branch of genetics and pharmacology which meant a good chance of profits. Luka had perked up at this piece of news. For her age she had relatively little work experience, although she had landed an interview for a summer internship. If Funtom started a chemical plant she could very well end up in proper employment.

On a personal note the nephilim's relationship with Lupin was going swimmingly. Madam Pomfrey had fortunately tipped Luka off when his birthday had approached so she had been able to buy him a nice navy blue moss stitch scarf in time. Now she was off home for a week, although it wasn't to be a true holiday due to her increase in shifts at the bar. Hopefully by the end of her tenure at Hogwarts she would be debt free, well, if one ignored her debt of around thirty thousand to the government to cover her studies. At least unlike this year's intake her debt didn't accrue interest she thought as she packed up.

XXX

It was the evening before the final Quidditch match of the year. Since returning to Hogwarts Luka had found her time spent traversing the school's corridors had ended up as Potter protection duty. To her disgust it appeared that the House of Slytherin had united in its attempts to put the Gryffindor seeker out of action. In response the lad was now ensconced in a huddle of his older housemates whenever he was out of the Gryffindor common room. Despite this protection the Slytherins still managed to get the odd hit in which was the cause of the present argument in the staffroom.

"Severus your students are out of line. Attacking the Gryffindor seeker is a clear attempt to damage my House's chances in tomorrow's match," barked Professor McGonagall at the clearly unconcerned Potions master.

"There is a difference between tactics and foul play Sev. It would be best if you told your captain to concentrate on actual game play rather than mere trickery," added Luka.

"Oh, you are on the side of the Gryffindors Reginold?" glared the professor, he hated that blasted nickname. He would only allow one person to call him that and she was dead. That and he precisely who had sent him that cache of Dungbombs.

Luka snorted, "Of course not, hell, if I hadn't had so many lessons with Sebastian I would have gone into the try outs for the team myself. I want to see the floor wiped with red and gold as much as you do but I would like to see it done in such a manner that no one has grounds for allegations of cheating,"

"What position were you interested in?" asked Madam Hooch.

"Beater,"

For a moment all eyes were on Luka as the small group of staff members remembered her child form. If she had succeeded in becoming a Slytherin beater she would have been the smallest person on the team, her club would have probably come up to her waist if not higher. However the silence soon passed and Professor McGonagall was back to berating Professor Snape although her latest efforts bore no more fruit than their predecessors.

The morning before the Quidditch match had the castle buzzing with energy as the students all eagerly anticipated seeing the match that would decide who took the Quidditch cup. The Great Hall echoed with applause as all but one house greeted the arrival of the Gryffindor team. Luka rolled her eyes, it was always the Slytherins that got ganged up on. Although in light of their recent behaviour it was merited. On her left Lupin was being extra chirpy, he had even found his old Gryffindor scarf which was already around his neck which irritated Professor Snape no end.

Making her way to the spectator stands the nephilim smirked as she spotted Professor Snape, for once he wasn't dressed head to toe in black.

"Nice cloak Severus," she smiled as she neared the Potions master.

The dark haired man glowered as he pulled the bottle green garment closer to himself.

"Shouldn't you be with your boyfriend Reginold?" he sneered before his eyes honed in on the small head poking out between the collar of her black leather jacket and her Slytherin scarf, "and why, pray tell, do you have a snake in your coat?"

Luka rolled her eyes, for someone who hated children the professor could sometimes act just as petulantly as one, "Firstly I'm still a Slytherin and he's a Gryffindor so for this match I'll sit in the house stand. Secondly, Mel wanted to know what the fuss was all about with Quidditch. Whilst he won't be able to see the game I'll relay information to him throughout the match,"

"So I have to put up with you hissing in Parseltongue right next to me for the foreseeable future,"

"Who said I was going to sit next to you?" retorted Luka as she turned on her heel and made her way to the front row of the stand.

Watching the game and providing a running commentary to Mel ended up being more tiring than Luka had anticipated. Not only did she have to relay the match but she also felt it necessary to comment on Jordan's magically enhanced rants. As the game progressed she shook her head at the underhand tactics her team was using. Apparently skill had been forsaken in favour of pure cheating so when the final whistle sounded Luka was actually glad that Gryffindor had won. However, it would mean that she would have to pay up with the wager she had made with Lupin. As she made her way back to the castle a small origami bird fluttered in front of her. Opening it Luka's eyebrows rose as she read what her roommate had in mind.

She looked in the mirror as she did up her Slytherin tie. Short blue tartan skirt, black short sleeved shirt and the five inch heels she had worn when Lupin and Professor Snape had seen her off to court for the first time. Moving easily in her footwear she left her room and headed to Lupin's office. As she closed the bookcase behind her she saw Lupin sitting at his desk wearing his teaching robes with his feet resting on his desk. Smiling he got to his feet and flexed the teacher's cane he had pulled from one of his pockets.

"Now Miss Reginold I believe you were sent here for detention," he purred.

Yep, it was always the quiet ones.

Hopefully no one will get nightmares from the spectre of 'Dumbledore's hot tub'. Sorry that this one was a bit of a filler next chapter will cover the book's 'Cat, Rat and Dog'.