Seven.
The test seemed to go really well for me. Thankfully, all the revision that I had done had really paid off, as I knew all of the answers. What confused me though, was how I seemed to be so keen to do well in order to impress Lupin. A relationship between us was completely forbidden, but something deep down inside of me wanted something to happen between us. It really scared me, and I still couldn't help feeling something every time our hands touched or when I caught him looking at me. Once I'd finished writing my answers to all of the questions, I looked up at the clock to find that there was still 20 minutes left of the lesson. Everyone else was still writing and I had nothing else to do. I packed my ink, spare parchment and quill away then gazed back at the front of the class. Lupin was sat down at his desk, marking the essays we'd handed in at the beginning of the lesson.
I could tell that he was concentrating pretty hard on what he was doing, as he was intently reading over the handwriting that was currently on the piece of parchment in front of him. His grey eyes quickly darted from left to right, and he appeared to be smiling. His hair was hanging over his eyes, giving me the urge to get up and carefully brush it away. There was something so entrancing about him that I couldn't quite put my finger on. I shuddered, bringing myself back to Earth with a bump. No, I mentally scolded myself. Being this attracted to your teacher isn't a good idea at all. Despite my annoyance at myself, I still couldn't tear my eyes away from Lupin. Just as I mustered up the self-control to tear my eyes away he tilted his head up, catching me staring. I saw some kind of emotion flicker in his eyes, and he gave me a smile that made me melt inside. I bit down hard on my lip, glancing back down at my parchment.
I was the last to leave the classroom as Lupin was handing everyone their essays back and I wanted to speak to him about mine. I still had a few issues over what I'd written, and I needed to tell him. Kate gave me a sly wink and a playful nudge in the ribs as she walked past me. I fought back the urge to laugh because I found the thought that she was most probably coming up with some kind of plot to get Lupin and I together really funny, even if I wasn't quite sure if I wanted that. I wandered up to his desk to find him stood there, smiling at me. 'Professor, I need to talk to you about my essay.. I've got several problems with what I've written,' I said plainly, absentmindedly playing with my tie. Lupin stared at me for a moment, then raised his eyebrows. 'Really? I was going to say that it was absolutely fantastic! I've given you an O for it,' he replied, sounding very surprised.
I looked at him, bewildered. 'Th-Thank you..' I stammered. 'You're most welcome,' he smiled. He picked up my essay from his desk and walked round to where I was standing, handing it to me. I felt the exact same spark that I did every time our hands touched, but this time I felt something more there. I looked up to find Lupin's grey eyes skimming all over my body, and I self-consiously pulled my skirt down a bit. His hair fell in front of his eyes and without thinking I reached up and brushed it away. His eyes flickered back up to my face as I moved my hand down, cupping his cheek. I gently ran my thumb over the soft, puckered skin there and he made some kind of soft, quiet noise.
He put the essay back down, then carefully wrapped his arms around my waist. He gently tugged me in closer to him so that our bodies were touching, and I had never felt any more safe before. We were still looking right into one another's eyes and before I knew it, he bent his head and moved it swiftly towards mine. I closed my eyes, keeping my hands right where they were. I then felt him pressing his lips to mine. This was exactly what I had been wanting, I realised, so I gave in and kissed him back. It was a sweet, delicate kind of kiss, too. His lips tasted like chocolate and coffee, even if they were slightly chapped. I moved a hand away, trailing my fingers up the back of his neck and tangling them in the fluffy, golden brown hair at his nape. I began to carefully play with his hair, and he deepened the kiss.
I had been kissed a couple of times before, but neither of them measured up to this. We were kissing passionately now, and he was nibbling at and flicking his tongue over my bottom lip. I couldn't help myself from moving in even closer to him and pressing my body up against his. He stopped what he was doing for a moment and groaned loudly into the kiss. All of a sudden, I realised exactly what was happening and I immediately pulled away, feeling guilt right spreading through me. What had I just done? I was pressed right up against my DADA teacher, and we'd just snogged one another like there was no tomorrow. I shook my head in disbelief and backed away from him. 'Professor, that was wrong on so, so many levels..' I mumbled, unable to look up into his eyes. But I really liked it, I added on inside my head. 'I need.. I should go.' Before he even had the chance to open his mouth, I grabbed my essay from off of his desk and ran out of the classroom, down the corridor.
I had to go and tell Dumbledore about this. Right now.