Disclaimer: see prologue
Guide: "Talk", Thoughts, ~letters and other written stuff, "Parseltongue"
Warning: sexual themes, mild exhibitionism/voyeurism during their first Basic Trance-sexual magic test, if you're uncomfortable with this simply skip to the next break line
Beta: Makoto Sagara
AN: Thank you for all the new reviews, favourites and alerts. They really made me very happy.
And now enjoy reading about how an Altair test works.
-~-~- Altair -~-~-
-~-~-by Still waters are deep-~-~-
-~-~- Chapter 22 – Grading in Basic Trance-sexual Magic-~-~-
Tuesday, 9th September, 1997
"Good morning, class," Professor Angus Greige greeted his students at the start of their third Basic Trance-sexual Magic lesson. "As you already know, today you'll be tested on your skill on how to cast the anal cleaning and lubrication charms. For this, we'll use a set of rooms next door. They have the same strong memory charms as the testing room on the seventh floor, only that they're faster to reach.
"While two Altair pairs are being tested, the rest of you can begin your homework assignment for Thursday, which is to read chapters three and four in your books on how to properly prepare your partner," he continued speaking, before any of his students could think too much about the previous mentioned strong memory charms on the testing rooms. "I trust that neither I nor Professor Colleen need to supervise the classroom, do we?" he asked the class at large, not expecting an answer as seventh years should be able to behave during a self-study lesson.
Taking the class' silence as an assurance, he went on. "If there aren't any questions, let's start. Misses Brown and Patil," he called out to the first pair, "if you would please accompany Professor Colleen while Miss Brocklehurst and Mister Thomas will accompany me."
The aforementioned students obediently got up and followed their professors out of the classroom. As soon as the door closed, the remaining students began talking.
"Ah, the advantage of coming last in the alphabet," Blaise said, having like anyone else recognised that the pairings were tested in alphabetical order. "It's always nice if one can read without interruptions."
"Yes, it is," Hermione agreed wishfully. "But, as my last name starts with a 'G', we won't be the lucky ones who go in last."
"But Hermione, you could always marry me right now and take my name," Blaise joked even grabbing her hand like he was moments away from putting a ring on her finger.
Hermione, Harry and Draco, as well as some of their other classmates who were sitting nearby were laughing at his antics.
"Sorry, Blaise, but I'll have to say no," Hermione answered her partner's not very serious proposal. "You would have to meet my parents first and get my father's blessing," she teased.
"Oh, you wound me, Hermione," he said, his right hand lying over his 'broken' heart. "I'll have to drown my sorrow in our reading assignment." And this was the cue for him and the students who had been listening to his and Hermione's banter to take up their own books and start reading like they were supposed to do.
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"Miss Granger and Mister Zabini," Professor Colleen Greige called a while later, collecting the two for their test.
"Good luck!" Harry wished the exiting pair.
"Thanks, Harry," Hermione called back, looking a bit nervous—which was understandable as it was her first practical test in any of her Altair electives.
"Come on, Head Girl," Blaise said to Hermione while he slung one of his arms around her shoulders. "Let's at least show off your superb bedroom skills if you don't want to marry me," Blaise told her to calm her down on their way towards their test room, but it only resulted in Hermione's face turning red and Blaise getting a slap on the back of his head.
As soon as the door closed behind them, Harry asked the blond sitting beside him. "They didn't try to get your blood during Runes, did they?"
Harry had been anxious that Hermione and Blaise would try to corner Draco during either Runes or Arithmancy as the blond took those classes together with the other two. Without Harry there, they could easily outnumber him. It would be too easy for one of them to hold Draco down while the other took his blood, even if it wouldn't be sneaky enough coming from those two.
"No, they didn't try anything," he answered. Draco secretly agreed with Harry that Runes and Arithmancy would be perfect opportunities for them to get his blood. But, as he told Harry the day before, he didn't think that they would do so right away. Most likely, they would attack him in a month's time and in a way where he wouldn't notice a thing.
"Are you sure that you don't want me to come to Saturday's Quidditch practice?" Draco asked.
"No, it's alright. It's not like you can do anything against Hermione throwing the Bludger at me after she gets Ron with it without Ron noticing what we're up to," Harry answered. They both guessed that that would be Hermione's plan of action, as it was the most logical.
"If you say so."
"Hmm," Harry answered before both boys continued reading, lest Blaise and Hermione came back and overheard their conversation.
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While reading their assigned chapters, both Harry and Draco had become suspicious as to why they would be tested in a special room. It got even worse once they finished reading and had nothing else to distract them from their rising nervousness.
I mean, Harry thought to himself after he remembered the first part of Professor Greige's speech, if they only wanted to test us without the distraction of the other students, Professor Greige wouldn't have mentioned the strong memory charms on the testing rooms. If I remember his opening speech correctly, such rooms are only used if the students have to perform intimate practical tests, Harry worried. He did so not like exhibitionism.
Draco wasn't faring any better than his brunet Altair partner. Now that I'm thinking about it, the use of the private room must mean that we have to expose ourselves to our professor, Draco thought with a shudder. Otherwise, he wouldn't have emphasised that they have the same strong memory charm on them as the special Altair room on the seventh floor. Looking over at Harry, he saw that the brunet had also finished reading and seemed to be nervous about their test too.
I hope that Harry won't mind it too much, considering how shy he was at the beginning and still is sometimes, Draco hoped.
"Misters Malfoy and Potter," Professor Angus Greige called from the open door eighteen minutes before the class was due to end, bringing Harry and Draco out of their thoughts before they could work themselves up any more.
Here we go, Draco thought getting up from his chair, having finished reading the assigned chapters about five minutes ago.
"Good luck," Hermione repeated Harry's earlier words of encouragement.
"Have fun, you two," were Blaise parting words, leaving both to wonder what his smirk and wink meant.Knowing Blaise, Draco didn't think that it meant anything good.
Great, the blond thought while leaving the classroom, getting more nervous with every step he took. Now, I definitely know that neither Harry nor I will like the test.
Crossing the hallway to the testing room with the memory charms, both of them got more nervous with every step they took.
Opening the dark wooden door for them, Professor Greige walked into the rather bare room. Besides the standard four-poster bed which could be found in any of the school's dorm rooms, the only other pieces of furniture were a cupboard and a table with four chairs, everything made out of spruce.
After Harry closed the door behind them, Professor Greige began to explain their task. "As you already know, you're here to get graded on your anal cleaning and lubrication charms. As I don't think you're able to cast the charms wandlessly yet, your options are the following: Either cast the spells on your partner or cast them on me."
Both Harry and Draco made displeased faces, even if they already had guessed something like this would happen. However uncomfortable they were with the situation, both boys were more disturbed by the image of casting the spells on their professor than on each other while being watched by said professor.
"If you find that you're really uncomfortable with casting the spells on either me or your partner, there is also the option that you perform the spells on the tube you used for practice."
Hearing those words, Harry got a hopeful look on his face. Maybe I won't have to show my naked ass in front of him, or look at his? he thought, not even wanting to start imagining how Professor Greige's ass would look like.
"But, as the human anus has many folds, you'll need to cast the charms on a real anus to be able to get an Outstanding. If you chose to use the tube, you won't receive anything better than an Acceptable as the tube doesn't have any folds which would be stretched open when a penis or other object is inserted."
The use of the practise tube sounded too good to be true, Draco thought, having expected a drawback or another for the use of the tube. If the tube was a real option, then we wouldn't be here, he argued in his head.
Grabbing a deep blue plug the size of an erect penis out of a box that was full of them, Professor Greige held it up for the two boys to see and went on. "This is a special plug. Once it comes into contact with the lube from the anal lubrication charm, its colour will change to a deep red. This special characteristic is what we'll use for your grading.
"First, I'll cast the lubrication charm. Then, your task will be to clean the anus with the cleaning charm. Afterwards, the plug will be inserted and then taken out again. If the plug is still blue, you'll have cast the spell successfully.
"To test your lubrication charm skills, the plug will be inserted once more and after you cast the lubrication charm, I'll cast the cleaning charm and take the plug out again. Only if the whole plug is red, will you receive an Outstanding."
Finished with his explanation on how the grading process would work, he joyfully asked, "So, which of you wants to begin?"
Harry and Draco exchanged nervous glances, neither of them wanting to be first. Even less, they wanted to be the one on whom the spells would be cast. Both of them wished to stay dressed, thank you very much. But it doesn't seem like we have a choice in the matter, they thought in unison.
Every time, they react the same way, Angus Greige thought, amused. Or at least it felt like it being the same everytime to him, as he was unable to remember how the other pairs had reacted. And here I thought that the occupants of Room Zero wouldn't be as hesitant as the others.
"Do you want me to cast the spells first?" Draco asked Harry in a whisper. The blond was unsure if Harry would be more at ease if he would cast the spells first or if he would be the first to expose himself. So, he wasn't too sure as to which option would help the brunet the most.
Following his gut feeling, Harry decided to be the one to cast the spells. "I'll go first, if you don't mind," he said.
"It's okay with me," Draco answered, not caring either way as long as it would help relax Harry. Draco knew that Harry would have to get naked at one point anyway. Besides, worrying about making his partner comfortable was a good distraction from his own nervousness.
"I gather you would prefer to cast the charms on your partner instead of myself?" Professor Greige asked Harry, who nodded in affirmation.
"Then, Mister Malfoy, if you don't mind helping your partner out, please undress so that your partner can gain access to your anus and then lie down on the bed."
Without a word—he was too nervous to not stutter—Draco took off his school robes to show that he didn't have a problem with Harry casting the spells on him. After throwing the cloak over one of the nearby spruce chairs, Draco hesitated for a moment before he also removed his trousers. When only his boxer briefs were left, he motivated himself with his newly formed mantra. Don't worry, as soon as you're out of here, neither you nor your professor will be able to remember this. Besides, you're doing it for Harry too. Though, it didn't help at all in fighting of the deep red blush sprouting on his face.
Taking a quick glance at Harry, who was looking even more red and embarrassed than the stripping blond, Draco quickly pushed down his blue and white striped boxer briefs while thinking, You're doing it for Harry. Seeing how Harry was faring even worse than him, even if the brunet wasn't the one stripping in front of an audience, also gave Draco a new boost of courage. Though, this didn't stop him from quickly walking over to the bed to lie with his face down on the soft purple duvet to at least hide his cock from view, burrowing his red face in his arms.
Harry had been watching the whole show with awe. Even if he could clearly see that Draco was more than embarrassed—the deep red cheeks on the otherwise pale skin were a big give away—his blond partner hadn't hesitatde too much to get naked.
"Ready?" Professor Greige asked, before he wandlessly and wordlessly—to not give away the correct wand movement and incantation—cast the lubrication charm on an unsuspecting Draco, who hadn't noticed the hand movement because his face was still buried in his arms and let out a short shriek due to the slightly cold lube.
"Mister Potter, if you would please cast the cleaning charm," Professor Greige asked him.
Said brunet needed a moment to come out of his stupor. He still felt queasy about the whole voyeuristic aspect of the test. While he walked over towards the bed Draco was lying on, Harry tried to calm down his nerves and centre himself again. When he reached the bed, he took a deep, and hopefully calming, breath before he took out his wand.
"Colluo culus," he called out, pointing his wand in the direction of Draco's ass to cast the cleaning charm.
With the first task done, Professor Greige handed over the deep blue plug to Harry, so that the brunet could insert it into his partner's ass.
While Harry accepted the plug, he hesitated when it came to actually inserting it into Draco. Harry knew from his own one-time experience with a plug that inserting it could hurt a bit. And considering that Draco's asshole wasn't lubricated at all, it certainly would hurt the blond a lot.
Seeing Potter's hesitation, Professor Greige asked, "Should I insert it for you, Mister Potter?"
"No," Harry quickly barked out without thinking. Surprisingly, the thought that his professor would stuff a plug up Draco's ass troubled him even more than him getting a plug inserted by the same teacher. But as Harry didn't want to seem rude, he tried to explain his previous harsh exclamation.
"I'm just worried about Draco, sir. With the plug being as big as a penis and him not being properly stretched and lubricated, inserting the plug will surely hurt him," Harry voiced his concerns.
While Draco had felt a warm tingle in his stomach when he heard Harry quickly shouting out the "No" to Professors Greige's question, and felt even more cared and loved when Harry explained his reasonings, he still wanted to get the whole test done as soon as possible so that he could get dressed again. So, in an attempt to get Harry going, he lifted his head from his crossed arms and said, "Don't worry, Potter. I'm not made out of glass." He used the brunet's last name on purpose to goad him.
"I know, Draco," Harry answered, emphasizing the blond's first name on purpose. "But, I still don't want to unnecessarily hurt you."
"Thanks. I would prefer it too if some lube could be there, but there isn't another option if we want to get a good grade, is there?" Draco asked in a resigned voice.
Though, before Harry could answer, Professor Greige spoke up making his presence once again known to the boys—who apparently had totally forgotten about him standing near them. "I'm glad to see that the two of you are worried about proper preparation," he said. And with a big smile, he brought forth his wand and directed it towards Malfoy's asshole before he called out, "Ducatus sine praecipitatio*."
Seeing Misters Malfoy and Potter's stunned faces, he explained his action. "The special lubrication charm I've just cast doesn't react with the plug, so you're safe to push it in now without having to worry that this lubrication would ruin your grade or to hurt Mister Malfoy because of a lack of lube," he informed them.
Getting his bearings back, Harry nodded and slowly started to push in the plug after Draco gave him a signal that it was okay to do so.
After the plug was fully inserted, Professor Greige waited a moment until he asked harry to take the plug back out again and hand it over to him for inspection.
While the lube and Harry going slowly had certainly helped to lessen the pain, the whole insertion and extraction of the plug still stung as Draco hadn't been stretched beforehand and the last time he had been fucked was two days ago. So, the blond was glad when the plug was taken out again. However, in an effort to not unsettle Harry further, he had tried his best to not let his discomfort show or let out a groan of pain.
Inspecting the plug, Professor Greige noticed that except for one very small red line near the tip of the plug, the sextoy still had a deep blue colour. "Very good, Mister Potter," he praised. "Please insert it once more, so that I can grade your lubrication charm," he instructed the brunet boy, handling the same plug back to Harry, as it could be used for the next test too, unlike some others who had had more red spots and had needed to be exchanged with a new one.
With a sigh, Draco prepared himself once more for the big blue cock imitation to be thrust into his asshole. Luckily for him, some of the lube Professor Greige had provided was still inside his anus and on the plug.
When the plug was inserted as far as it would go, Professor Greige cast the cleaning charm without Harry noticing, before the brunet could grab his wand in his right hand to perform his lubrication charm.
"Praeunctus culus," Harry spoke the incantation, covering the inside of the blond's ass with his raspberry flavoured lube.
Draco was surprised that, opposed to the two lubrication charms Professor Greige had cast, Harry's own lube didn't feel cold at all. If this hadn't been only the second time that the brunet had cast the lubrication charm on him, Draco would have said it was because he was already familiar with Harry's magic and lube.
After Professor Angus Greige gave the plug some time to properly react with the lube, he cast the anal cleaning charm to ensure that when the plug was taken out the result wouldn't be tampered with. It wouldn't do any good if one of his students hadn't been able to lube the tip but would lubricate it on the way out of the asshole with some of the lube from the entrance.
Draco was glad when his professor once again cast the special lubrication charm, even if he disliked the feeling of it, before he asked Harry to take the plug out of his ass.
Absently Professor Greige said, "You can get dressed again now, Mister Malfoy."
Draco was more than happy to hear that he could finally cover himself up again, but, before hecould leave the bed, he noticed that part of his anus was still covered with the lube from the Ducatus sine praecipitatio charm. Resigned, he lied back down on the bed and asked, "Harry? Could you please cast the cleaning charm once more? My ass is still covered in lube."
Harry, who had been anxiously watching his professor inspecting the now dark red plug, turned his head towards Draco's very hot half-naked body sprawled on the bed. After a moment, his brain had finally caught up with his ears and Harry quickly mumbled, "Of course," before he cast the charm on the blond's now nicely stretched and inviting asshole.
After muttering a quick "Thanks," in return, Draco quickly got up and walked over towards the spruce chair which held his clothes, eager to finally be decent again.
Just as the blond was buckling up his trouser belt, Professor Greige spoke again. "While your anal cleaning charm was nearly perfect, Mister Potter, your lubrication charm was a bit off."
Both Harry and Draco were surprised at the last statement as they both could clearly see that the plug now was a deep red instead of the deep blue from before. So, why wasn't it good? they wondered, exchanging a questioning glance. But before either of them could voice their protest, Professor Greige elaborated his latest statement.
"As you can see, the tip of the plug is a deep red colour while the area near the handle is more like a brown-reddish colour. This shows that the thickness of the lube decreased the farther up we go. But as the thickness near the tip is still sufficient and enough to ensure a proper lubrication, you'll still receive an Outstanding for your spellwork," he announced with a smile.
"Congratulations," Draco said to Harry, happy for his partner's success.
"Thanks," the brunet answered, glad that it was finally over. However, his relief and happiness only lasted for a few seconds as Professor Greige reminded him that Draco still had to perform the charms, preferably on Harry's own ass.
"So, Mister Malfoy, how would you like to cast the charms?" Professor Greige asked the blond.
"On Harry," he said, not even having to think about it. But then, what was there to think about, he thought.
"Mister Potter?" Professor Greige turned towards the mentioned brunet, wanting to know if it would be okay with him.
But instead of the expected "It's okay with me," all Draco heard was silence.
"Mister Potter?" Professor Greige asked once more, starting to get impatient.
"Uhm..." Harry said, still not answering the unspoken question.
"Harry, you know perfectly well that I'm able to cast the charms without it hurting you" Draco said, obviously irritated. He couldn't understand why the brunet couldn't simply say yes. That Harry would hesitate to take off his boxer briefs, he already expected. But the blond had thought that at least there wouldn't be a reason to not allow Draco to cast the spells on him. So, he was really disappointed with Harry right now.
Surprisingly―or maybe not so surprisingly―Draco wasn't the only one who was disappointed with Harry; the brunet was disappointed with himself too. It wasn't like he didn't want to give Draco the opportunity to cast the charms on him instead of Professor Greige. It was just that he still was very self-conscious in regards to his body. Finally being able to wear clothes that fit him couldn't cure him of his low self-esteem overnight. Thus, Harry was still as shy as he was during the Altair celebration two months ago.
"This isn't the problem at all," Harry told Draco, wanting to explain his hesitation to his Altair partner. "It's just...ehm," Harry began but couldn't find the right words to express how he felt.
Having run out of patience as only eleven minutes were left of their current lesson, Professor Greige intervened. "Mister Malfoy, if Mister Potter doesn't want to offer his anus for the spell casting, you'll have to either cast the spells on me or on the tube," he told Draco in a stern voice.
Draco didn't answer Professor Greige. He really didn't want to see his professor's naked ass, but, on the other hand, he didn't want to have to cast the charms on the tube which would only get him an Acceptable at best. Thus, the blond was in a clinch. Pleadingly, he looked over at Harry, who had a sorrowful look on his face.
"Please, Harry," he begged. "Whatever it is that makes you hesitate, it can't be worse than facing that madman of a Dark Lord. So, gather up your Gryffindor courage and face whatever fears you have. Besides, you won't be able to remember it in ten minutes anyway," Draco tried in a last attempt to sway the brunet, getting a bit desperate.
In the end, it wasn't the fact that he wouldn't remember the event very soon or that he was the exemplary Gryffindor―the Sorting Hat's first choice was Slytherin after all―but rather a mixture of guilt and his saving-people-thing which influenced Harry's decision.
Guilt that he would be the one accountable if Draco would only get an Acceptable because he had to use the practice tube; or, worse, that Draco would have no choice but to cast the spells on their teacher when the blond had so readily offered his own body for Harry's test. It just didn't feel right to Harry.
And his saving-people-thing acted up because of the pleading, helpless and doomed look on the blond's face. No matter that he may have felt that he wouldn't be able to bear showing his naked ass to an adult―a teacher at that―he knew that he would feel even worse if he was the cause of Draco's sorrow, the reason that the blond, who had become very dear to him over the last nine days, looked so agitated.
"I'll do it," Harry said at last, resigned to his self-proclaimed fate and ever so slowly starting to take off his cloak.
Relief was clear on the blond's face when he finally heard the words he had waited for during the last three minutes.
Finally, Professor Greige sighed in relief.
You're doing it for Draco, Harry encouraged himself to continue as he started to unfasten his trousers, his face and neck a deep red colour. Walking over towards the bed with only his dark and grass green dotted briefs hiding his penis from view, he continued his inner monologue. This would be so much easier to bear if I didn't need to strip in front of an audience. Why can't this bed be charmed like ours and automatically undress one as soon as one lies down on it? But it can't be helped now. The sooner I go through with it, the sooner it's over, he thought and hastily pushed down his boxers, before he went to lie down on the bed and steeled himself for what was to come.
Harry shuddered when he felt the cold lube spreading inside his ass after Professor Greige cast the charm. Why can't his lube at least be room temperature like Draco's, the brunet complained in his mind.
"Mister Malfoy, if you would please cast the cleaning charm," Professor Greige requested the blond to proceed, who stepped towards Harry's body on the bed, the brunet's legs spread open, head buried in his arms.
"Colluo culus," Draco said, ending the spell with pointing the tip of his wand at the entrance of Harry's―in his opinion, very delicious―ass.
When Professor Greige handed over a fresh blue plug to Malfoy without casting the special lubrication charm, Draco glared at his teacher demanding with his eyes that he cast the special lubrication spell once more. While his glare resulted in the wanted casting of the Ducatus sine praecipitatio charm, it also got out a low chuckle from Professor Greige.
How typical for a Malfoy, their professor thought, greatly amused by the demanding antics of the blond. Though, one can't deny that fact that Malfoys always take good care of their Sexual Magic partners. No wonder that they're one of the most wanted Sexual Magic partners since they came to Britain from France some hundred years back.
To not hurt Harry, Draco very slowly inserted the plug, advising Harry to push whenever the resistance of the anus became too strong. Even though Draco was a bit mad at the brunet for hesitating, he still tried his best to make the insertion as painless as possible under the given circumstances.
Harry couldn't say that he enjoyed the experience much. Burying his hand in his arms, like an ostrich would bury his head in the sand, he tried to try to forget the fact that Professor Greige would surely be watching how Draco pushed the plug up his exposed ass. But still, the thought that someone who wasn't his blond partner was watching was always present at the back of his mind, constantly tormenting him and keeping his red flush alive.
He was glad though that their professor had at least provided some lube without him having to ask for some. Harry let out a sigh of relief when the plug was finally fully inserted. However his happiness didn't live long, as the blond was asked to take the plug back out again only two heart beats later.
At least the extraction doesn't hurt as much as the insertion, Harry thought, relieved.
Inspecting the still deep blue plug, Professor Greige couldn't find even a single red line on it. A true Malfoy, he thought. Excelling in the first test already.
After he handed the plug back to his student, the whole insertion process began once more. One would think that after I already had it in me half a minute ago that this time it would go much more smoothly. But no such luck. How typical, Harry thought, cynically. At least this will be the final time that the thing is shoved into my ass.
His ass muscles tightened out of shock, making his inner walls tighten around the plug when he suddenly felt the effect of the cleaning charm as it was cast on him by his professor. Did he cast the charm on Draco too? he wondered. I hadn't notice any spells being cast before I cast the lubrication charm myself.
Wanting the whole thing to be over with, so that he could not only relieve Harry of his obviously uncomfortable position, but also wanting to be able to forget about the brunet's earlier hesitation, Draco quickly cast the anal lubrication charm after Professor Greige gave his permission.
After about twenty seconds, their teacher cast the cleaning charm followed by the non-reactive lubrication charm and then asked Malfoy to take out the plug for the final time.
Finally it's over, both of them thought, happy to get out of the room soon.
"Ehm, Draco?" Harry called out from his ostrich impersonating position on the bed, wanting to get dressed again but wanting to get rid of the foreign lubrication first. Though, the realisation that he found it more disturbing that the lube currently covering his anus was created by his professor than that the lube would spoil his clothes was so amusing to him that it brought a smile on his face. Funny that it is the opposite if Draco is the one who cast the lubrication charm, he thought. Then I'm always worried that the lube will drip down and wet my briefs.
"Oh, sorry," the blond answered, knowing that his Altair partner wanted him to cast the cleaning charm, now that he was brought out of his thoughts to get out of there as soon as possible, not seeing the smile that was now present on Harry's face.
"Thanks," the brunet said when he finally was free of lube and could cover his private parts up again.
While Harry was busy re-dressing as soon as humanly possible, thinking that Hermione surely would know a spell which would have him dressed again in seconds, Professor Greige told Draco his result.
"Very well done, Mister Malfoy," he began. "It isn't every day that one meets someone who can cast a perfect anal lubrication charm. While many are able to lubricate the whole plug, it is rare that they can create a lube with an even thickness. As you can see, opposed to Mister Potter's, your plug has an uniform dark red colouring. So, your lube is not only even and covers the whole desired space but also is the perfect amount of lubrication. And your cleaning charm was perfect too." With that being said, he laid the plug into the used plug box.
Picking up his scroll, he notated his student's results before he filled out two slips of paper which he handed over to Draco and a now fully dressed Harry who stood beside the blond.
Looking down at their slips they read what was written on them:
~ Mr Potter has achieved an/a O+ in his/her anal cleaning and lubrication charms test.~
~ Mr Malfoy has achieved an/a O+ in his/her anal cleaning and lubrication charms test.~
Harry was surprised that not only Draco, but he too had gotten an O+. Professor Greige clearly said that my lubrication charm wasn't perfect, so why the O+? Harry wondered, surprised about his very good grade. Wanting to know the reason, he asked his professor.
"As I already told you, Mister Potter, your charms were enough to earn you an Outstanding. The plus you received was because you cared not only about your grade but also about the well-being of your partner, which is something which is very important and valued in Sexual Magic," Professor Greige explained.
"Theoretically, Mr Malfoy had earned an O++ because his spellwork was perfect and he also cared about your comfort, but as we don't have an O++, he only got an O+," he further explained. "As the lesson is nearly over, it's about time that we finally go back to the classroom."
And with that they left the room, leaving behind their memories of what happened in the last minutes, only two slips of paper and a grading scroll hinting at their time in the testing room.
However, it was a good thing that they left their memories about their tests behind the closed door. This way neither was able to remember Harry's hesitation as it had shaken the trust Draco had begun to build in the brunet. While Draco could understand that Harry wouldn't be very comfortable with stripping naked in front of their teacher, he had thought that after he had readily showed his naked butt to the room that the brunet would do the same for him without any second thoughts. It was fair, after all. And so, with only an O+ written on each of their grading slips, they would just assume that everything went smoothly in the testing room.
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When the walked back to their seats, Draco and Harry wondered why Blaise was smirking, again.
"So, did you have fun during your test?" the smirking boy asked, obviously hoping for some dirty story.
"How should we know, Blaise?" was all the answer he got from Draco, as the blond was sitting down in his seat. "It's not like we're able to remember what happened inside the room. So, how should we know if we had fun?"
"Oh, come on, Draco," the dark-skinned boy prodded. "With how the test was carried out, you surely should know if you had fun."
Before the Italian boy could rile Draco up even more, Harry asked, curious, "Why is that you remember what the test was like? Did the memory charms on your room not work?"
"They worked alright," Blaise informed Harry offhandedly. "But I'm certain you remember the explanation you got while walking towards the room, which is unaffected by the enchantments."
"No," Draco answered this time. "Professor Greige didn't say anything to us on our way towards the testing room."
"Oh, too bad then" Blaise answered, disappointed, but at least he had finally realised that, opposed to his wife, Professor Angus Greige hadn't explained the testing method outside of the influence of the memory charms to Harry and Draco.
"Do you want us to tell you how the test was carried out?" Hermione asked, eager to inform the two boys about the testing method she found very thrilling. I have to go to the library in my free period and research how the colour changing plug works, she thought, eager to learn something new.
Do I even want to know? Harry and Draco asked themselves. "No, not really," they answered simultaneously, having a bad feeling.
"Don't be spoil-sports, you two. Let Hermione have her fun if she wants to tell you about the test," Blaise said to the two boys.
But before Hermione could begin her long explanation, Harry and Draco were saved by the bell, announcing that the class was over.
"Sorry, Hermione, but we have to go. See you later," Harry said, grabbing his stuff and rushing out of the room towards the safety of Room Zero, followed by Draco, who too hurried out of the room and met him back in the Altair common room.
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Ducatus sine praecipitatio: Latin for "lube without precipitation" according to Google translator. I based the colour changing effects of the plug on the Fehling's test. So, this special lube doesn't lead to the usual red precipitation of the Fehling's test like other lubes.
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AN: I hope you liked reading this chapter. And if you were wondering while Harry's spells weren't perfect, it was because he is human and humans aren't perfect. Also, Harry wasn't sexually abused or anything but he simply feels self-conscious when he has to show his naked body to adults.
Next: I had planned for the next chapter to be a short interlude which is as good as finished, but as I haven't been able to include their Ritual Magic lesson in this chapter, it will be the chapter after next.