Chapter 3
"A New Professor"
"Excuse me, but are you Xander Harris?" a cultured voice asked, startling Xander from his thoughts. He whirled around, brandishing the spoon he was holding as a weapon. To…fight an old man with…it seemed. And he was old. The long white hair and beard gave him away. And another wizard it seemed. The violet and burgundy robes were a dead give away.
"Um…yeah, that's me. And you are?" he asked politely, holding out his hand for the man to shake.
"Of course, how remiss of me! My name is Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It is a pleasure to meet you Mr. Harris."
Xander shook his hand even though the twinkling blue eyes made him wary. He motioned for the man to sit down, knowing he had a long discussion ahead of him.
"So Headmaster, what can I do for you?"
Dumbledore cleared his throat, clearly sizing Xander up before replying.
"You see Mr. Harris, this year I seem to be in need of a Muggle Studies teacher."
Xander shook his head, knowing his next question was going to get him in a lot of trouble.
"And this applies to me how?"
"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Now that the sorting has been finished, I would like to introduce you all to the new Muggle Studies Professor, Mr. Xander Harris."
With a sigh Xander placed a smile on his face as he lumbered to his feet. Every single eye was on him at the moment, including one pair of very familiar ones.
'Oh my God…it's him!' Xander thought as he plopped back down, his mind whirling. The man he had been thinking about for the past week was sitting only a few chairs away from him. Xander felt his skin tingle and the familiar ache settle in the pit of his stomach.
'Don't look at him…don't look at him…' Xander willed, keeping his eyes firmly planted on the Headmaster as he began to speak again.
"I would also like to welcome back Professor Remus Lupin as the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. May he stay longer then the rest of them!"
The tan/gray haired man rose gracefully from his seat and bowed his head. His amber eyes glowed with intelligence as they trailed along the familiar faces before settling on Xander. Even as he slid back into his seat his eyes remained fixated on him.
Xander felt his face heating up as the meal started. He risked a glance towards the man and nearly gasped. Those fascinating eyes staring into his own burned with desire. A smirk twisted on his lips, causing his face to take on a wicked intent. Xander glanced down quickly, his heart speeding up. The ache in his stomach settled lower and Xander hastily placed his napkin on his lap to cover the rising bulge.
"Mr. Harris, are you quite alright?" asked a feminine voice from beside him. Xander peered quickly at Professor McGonagall, the blush still firmly on his face.
"Yes Minerva, I'm okay. Thanks for asking."
He dug into his food, risking one last glance at the werewolf. The smirk had grown into a sinful smile. His eyes gleamed golden; knowledge of what Xander was going through written in their depths.
'Oh God…this is so not good...he's going to eat me!'
…TBC…
Tee hee…Remus is going to eat Xander up! Oh, this is going to be fun!
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