(A/n: Please forgive me. Its very hard to write a sex scene when you've
never actually experienced it yourself)
That was all Lupin needed to hear. He entered her, slowly thrusting in and out, in and out, until he drove Holly over the edge. She moaned so loudly, he was sure the whole castle could hear. Lupin collapsed on top of Holly, her hips bucked under the weight. She could hardly breathe, but didn't dare ask him to move. She wanted to stay in this moment forever. Lupin panted, trying to regain his breath, which was hot and sticky on Holly's chest.
Lupin finally rolled off her and lay next to her on the old stone floor. It was cooling to his sweating back.
After a few minutes of lying side by side in blissful silence, Lupin propped himself up on his elbows, and said, "If we go now, we might still be able to make it to breakfast."
Holly did not want to leave, she wanted to stay here, but her stomach disagreed by giving a loud rumble. She sighed, and began to pull herself back together, slowly putting her uniform on. When she was at last dressed, she and Lupin stood up. At his full height he was at least a head taller than she.
"Shall we go?" Lupin asked, holding the door open for her.
She smiled, and as she walked out the door into the deserted corridor, Lupin whispered, "You can never tell a soul about what just happened." She only answered him by giving him a small kiss on the cheek before she ran off in the direction of the Great Hall.
***
At breakfast, Holly and Lupin didn't even look at each other. They didn't want to arouse any suspicions.
Holly ate quickly, barely noticing the other Slytherin's attempts at making conversation with her. After breakfast, she rushed up to the showers, she needed a quiet place, some place to think. The old dial squeaked as she turned the shower on, she slipped out of her robes as hot water poured out of the shower head and steam filled the room. The water beat down on her shoulders as she thought about what had just happened.
I, Holly Rowing, have just made love. to my teacher. I could get expelled for this kind of thing! Professor Lupin would be fired immediately if someone found out! But the worst part, perhaps, is that I enjoyed it!
She smiled to herself smugly at the thought of her dirty little secret, wondering how much different class would be from now on.
***
On Monday, class was very different. Professor Lupin decided that it would be good to teach his seventh-years some hexes, "not to be used for revenge, though," in his words.
He avoided Holly's eye for most of the hour, he did not return any of her smiles or even her wink. Finally, when class was over and the rest of the Slytherins filed out, Lupin asked Holly to stay for a moment.
"Can I see you in my office?" Lupin asked her, opening up the heavy wooden door leading to his study.
That was all Lupin needed to hear. He entered her, slowly thrusting in and out, in and out, until he drove Holly over the edge. She moaned so loudly, he was sure the whole castle could hear. Lupin collapsed on top of Holly, her hips bucked under the weight. She could hardly breathe, but didn't dare ask him to move. She wanted to stay in this moment forever. Lupin panted, trying to regain his breath, which was hot and sticky on Holly's chest.
Lupin finally rolled off her and lay next to her on the old stone floor. It was cooling to his sweating back.
After a few minutes of lying side by side in blissful silence, Lupin propped himself up on his elbows, and said, "If we go now, we might still be able to make it to breakfast."
Holly did not want to leave, she wanted to stay here, but her stomach disagreed by giving a loud rumble. She sighed, and began to pull herself back together, slowly putting her uniform on. When she was at last dressed, she and Lupin stood up. At his full height he was at least a head taller than she.
"Shall we go?" Lupin asked, holding the door open for her.
She smiled, and as she walked out the door into the deserted corridor, Lupin whispered, "You can never tell a soul about what just happened." She only answered him by giving him a small kiss on the cheek before she ran off in the direction of the Great Hall.
***
At breakfast, Holly and Lupin didn't even look at each other. They didn't want to arouse any suspicions.
Holly ate quickly, barely noticing the other Slytherin's attempts at making conversation with her. After breakfast, she rushed up to the showers, she needed a quiet place, some place to think. The old dial squeaked as she turned the shower on, she slipped out of her robes as hot water poured out of the shower head and steam filled the room. The water beat down on her shoulders as she thought about what had just happened.
I, Holly Rowing, have just made love. to my teacher. I could get expelled for this kind of thing! Professor Lupin would be fired immediately if someone found out! But the worst part, perhaps, is that I enjoyed it!
She smiled to herself smugly at the thought of her dirty little secret, wondering how much different class would be from now on.
***
On Monday, class was very different. Professor Lupin decided that it would be good to teach his seventh-years some hexes, "not to be used for revenge, though," in his words.
He avoided Holly's eye for most of the hour, he did not return any of her smiles or even her wink. Finally, when class was over and the rest of the Slytherins filed out, Lupin asked Holly to stay for a moment.
"Can I see you in my office?" Lupin asked her, opening up the heavy wooden door leading to his study.