Guilty Pleasures

A.N.Ok, sorry for the long wait, I've been focusing on my newer story, 'Phobic' (an angsty/ romantic Angelina/Fred story…) check it out while you're lurking on my work, why don't you! And don't forget to leave a review!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything…Zippo. Zilch. Nada. Oh, right, except for Nell Everett and her little part in Lupin's…fascination.

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Chapter two

Walking cautiously down the abandoned corridor leading Remus Lupin's office, Nell retraced her thoughts, going over in her mind exactly why she was actually giving up her pride and getting help from him. No answers arrived at her train of thought's door, only confusion.

Knocking half timidly, half forcefully on Lupin's door, Nell waited for it to be unlocked.

"You're late." Lupin's voice spoke quietly as he opened the door for his pupil to step in.

"No, I'm not. Your clock must be fast, because I am never late. If I'm late, it's because I'm dead." Nell spoke out to her teacher with daring bravery. Either that, or stupidity.

"The next time you take that tone with me is the day your life becomes miserable forever. I have a bad side. Don't go looking for it. You don't want to know." Remus Lupin had never spoken that way around a student before. Perhaps around his Marauder friends, but never to someone…under his control. "Now let's begin with your approach to defence against the dark arts…." Already Nell could sense his droning making attempts to infiltrate her brain. It wouldn't work. As Lupin's words became slower, duller and still more persistent, Nell's mind began to shut down, loathing her teacher more with every word he said. But then an idea sprouted inside of her. Slowly it grew into a plan, a formula. 'If Lupin prides himself so on being strong and invincible, surely it's time he got taken down a notch. Take him back down to humanity. But the only question now is how to go about it…How to make this a grand seduction. Precisely. A seduction.'

Nell started slowly, moving her body into a more suggestive position and simply stared, watching Lupin's every movement, every breath, every blink of an eye.

Repeatedly she claimed to misunderstand every concept, and asked him timidly to go over it just one more time, and foolishly, blindly, he complied every time. Nell made it a point to move her lips as sensually as she could without seeming like a bad B-rated muggle movie, waving her tongue around wildly.

"Nell, are you beginning to understand?" Lupin asked regularly throughout his steady flow of knowledge insertion.

'Damn,' he thought, 'I just can't seem to get through to her. She is trying to be unreachable. Impenetrable. And yet something in those gaping blue eyes just yearns to be touched. Understood. God, why must she look at me like that. She doesn't know or understand how a simple glance can send nerve clusters into advance position. No, Remus. Don't even consider it. She's your pupil, fuck it. Not your concubine.'

At one point he stopped talking about blocking techniques and looked directly into Nell's eyes before continuing. 'It's beginning.' She mused to herself, 'over time I will have this 'strong man' broken in my grasp. He ought to know better than to pry into personal lives. He doesn't want to find what's lurking in my mind or in my past. He is going to pay.'

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A.N. so…….tell me what you thought! Was it corny? Sorry that it was so short, it is 1:23 AM…I am like a zombie. REVIEW ME! I am a freak who needs reviews to survive!!! :o)