Detention

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. They are the property of JK rowling. I only own the new OC's which appear in the following chapters.

All in one week many things had happened. And Harry believed it was one of the most interesting first weeks ever. Ron had started going out with Lavender Brown, and Harry with her friend Melina Todd. Also their first Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson proved to be a very enjoyable one on their first Monday evening back. The pretty woman with light brown hair, which Harry remembered from the first night back at Hogwarts walked in. She was wearing a red skirt which reached down just above her knees and a tight black jumper. Every guy in the room had his eyes fixed upon her.

'Good evening,' She said quietly, so quietly that Harry had to strain his ears to hear her. It was a good tactic though, she probably knew every guy in the room would be desperate to hear her talk. 'My name is Professor McGuire. When speaking to me you shall address me as Professor. Nothing else. Could we please all open our books on page ten, chapter one.' She opened her own and paced around the room in between the desks, as if letting every guy in the room get a close up view of her legs, which Harry took full advantage of. It was as if, suddenly seeing someone he was so attracted to, he just had to have a girlfriend to get all his frustrations out on. Occasionally he thought of Lorena but something inside his head said no, perhaps it was because she was his Godfathers niece, but Harry couldn't really tell.

Melina had taken to following Harry around everywhere, she tried to sit beside him in potions and when he confronted her and told her that Lorena was his potions partner, she ran from the common room crying.

'Harry, I don't mind you dumping me for your girlfriend,' Lorena said to him on the evening of the Gryffindor common room party.

'No, I really don't want to be with her. You know, bros before hoes.'

'Harry… I'm a girl.'

'Yea, but you're my friend.' Putting an arm around her, weighing her down slightly, but she still appreciated this very friendly attitude, 'And that makes you a bro.'

'Why, I'm so honoured. Drink?' Lorena reached into a cooler and brought out a drink, one of the many that they had bought from Hogsmeade the night before. Harry accepted it.

'I better go find her soon though. I kind of feel bad for making her cry…'

Eventually Harry found her. He took out the Marauders map and found that she was sulking in a bathroom on the fourth floor.

'Oh Harry, you came!' She said, flinging her arms around his neck as he walked into the girls bathroom.

'You know you shouldn't be here. Curfew starts soon. You won't be able to get back without getting caught.'

'Its okay Harry, its okay cause you came for me.' She said, hugging him again.

'Why the fuck are you getting so cranky with me having a potions partner.'

'Because we should do everything together.' She pouted and tried to catch his hand, but he moved it out of her reach.

'Melina, you really have to stop being clingy.'

'But, I don't want you near her. She looks slutty. And you're my boyfriend. Not hers.'

'Melina, we're friends and I'm obviously going to want to hangout with her a lot.'

'Well what makes us hanging out different from yours?'

'This.' Harry leaned in to kiss her, knowing this was the only way to get her to stop talking about Lorena, and the more she talked about her, the more Harry wanted to be with her.

'Good,' Melina mumbled through kissing Harry, 'Want to stay here for a while?'

'And do what?' Melina backed into a cubicle and put her finger to her mouth.

'As long as we be quiet.' She giggled in a hushed voice.

The entire party was spent in the bathroom on the fourth floor. No one came looking as they presumed what was going on. There were many jokes about it the following days, which Harry didn't mind all too much. Hermione was the only one to think this type of behaviour was inappropriate.

They were into their second week already and Melina hadn't become any less clingy. Every time she thought Harry and Lorena were getting a bit too comfortable she intervened and took Harry away, mostly to have sex, as if it was going to prove that he would be better off to stay with his girlfriend. Friday morning Harry overslept. Waking up to find Ron and everyone else had already gone to Defence Against the Dark Arts class. Desperately not wanting to be late for McGuire's class he hurriedly got ready and ran to the classroom, he got to the class, however twenty minutes late.

'Mr Potter.' Professor McGuire said, slightly surprised, 'You're twenty minutes late. That's more than half of my class you missed. What happened?'

'Sorry, overslept.' He said as he sat beside Ron, who smirked at him, glad he was getting in trouble.

'Detention with me tonight, Mr Potter. Everyone else manages to wake up. You should be able to too. Half seven please.' When McGuire had looked away it was Harry's turn to grin at Ron. Who made a face that suggested he wouldn't even want a detention with her. An obvious lie. Melina noticed Harry's grin and scowled at him. Much to Harry's delight, she decided to ignore him for the rest of the day. McGuire returned to her usual position, she hoisted her skirt high to sit on the edge of her desk, resting her legs on a chair. And every male of the class returned to their usual position of staring straight ahead at her legs, as if they didn't think their professor noticed.

Harry didn't think he ever remembered looking forward to a detention more. That evening many sixth years including Ron, Hermione, Lorena, Dean, Seamus and Melina sat with Harry to discuss his detention. Lorena was writing on a large roll of parchment, and Harry had to admire how pretty she looked while she was concentrating. She explained she was writing a History of Magic essay, which surprisingly, Hermione had not started yet. As Harry watched her, he began to grow worried as he realised he had started absolutely no homework. Melina had taken a seat swiftly in between Harry and Lorena.

'What do you think she'll make you do?' Lorena asked looking up at Harry as she paused to dip her quill into ink.

'No idea.' Harry shrugged, 'I can't actually imagine her giving a detention.'

'I'll walk you to her office.' Melina smiled, she raised herself off the couch and grabbed Harry's arm.

'Well… Okay, I suppose I may as well go now.' He stood up and tried to free himself of her hand.

'Have fun.' Ron grinned, 'Make sure you tell me what happened when you get back.'

Harry nodded in agreement and both himself and Melina headed to the portrait of the fat lady. She grabbed on to his elbow and he didn't bother to force her off. They made their way to McGuire's office not speaking about anything particularly interesting. She was bouncing and giggling, asking Harry questions about his summer, as if they knew each other as well as he knew Ron or Hermione.

'Was that girl, Lorena there?'

'Er, yea,' Harry said, knowing where this was going, 'She's my Godfathers niece. So the two of us, and her brother and sister are basically his responsibility while we're at school and when we go back to his house.'

'So… You're like related?' Melina asked in a hopeful voice.

Harry just laughed, 'Whatever helps you sleep at night.' He muttered.

When they finally reached McGuire's office, Melina was reluctant to leave. She hugged on to him tight and Harry began to think that the sex wasn't even good enough to have to put up with this. She was hugging on to him tight and mumbling something about wishing he didn't have a detention so they could spend all their evening together. Harry agreed but inwardly he was thankful for being late to class this morning and made a mental note to dump Melina the next time he saw her.

'Goodbye Harry.' She kissed him passionately on the lips, 'Will I see you tonight?'

'No, I think I'll be pretty late here… I'll see you tomorrow sometime…Maybe.'

Melina's grin faltered, 'O...k, so Bye!'

Finally, as she walked around the corner, out of sight, Harry breathed a sigh of relief. But he wasn't left with this feeling for long.

'Mr Potter!' McGuire had quickly turned around the corner as if she had been listening to their conversation, 'You're on time at least… Next time don't bother bringing your fan club. She just distracted you, I'm sure.' She pointed her wand at her door and muttered, 'Nonserratio.' It clicked open and they both walked in.

'So, you've already decided that there'll be a next time?' Harry smirked.

'Well, from your record I'm sure you'll be here every evening.'

'So, you're looking forward to it then?' Harry grinned again at her slyly, 'Me too.'

'Okay Mr Potter.' She said walking briskly up to her desk with Harry closely following, 'Seeing as this is the first week, I honestly don't have anything useful for you to do for me. So… I'll get you to do lines.' She rolled her eyes, clearly not interested in this stupid punishment, and Harry realising he probably didn't even have to do it, was kind of wishing she did actually have some work for him. He sat at the opposite end of her desk while she took out a number of brown envelopes and shuffled through the pages which were inside. Not writing anything, just reading, and from the look on her face Harry believed it was re-reading.

'Bored?' Harry asked, just after finishing his first line of 'I must not be late', 'Is that why you wanted me here?'

'No, Mr Potter, I just don't believe anyone should be able to do as they please. No matter who they are.' She stared at him, right in the eyes, and Harry was unwillingly reminded of Snape and his attitude towards Harry. Then she let out a little giggle which pushed Snape completely from his mind, because Snape never giggled like that.

'What?'

'Oh nothing… It's just, I remember your… Dad from school, kind of.' She muttered suddenly looking back down, 'You just remind me a lot of him.'

'You're a bit young to know my Dad.'

'Yea, well, I was a good bit younger. Good few years.' She kept her eyes glued to the paper but Harry could tell she wasn't even reading. Harry, not really wanting to know what was going through her mind, returned to his parchment to write a second line. After he was finished, he felt McGuire's eyes on him. She stood up and walked around the table to look at what he had done so far. When she saw his two lines she let out another laugh.

'So, you're not one to actually do as you're told.' She smiled, 'Yea, I wasn't really expecting you to.' She jumped up on her desk facing him, raising her skirt in that way that made every guy in her class drool. 'You know, I did actually call you in here for another reason… To talk…'

'To talk?' Harry asked, feeling paralysed, 'With you… Sitting on your desk…Like that?'

She laughed again in a humourless way, and jumped off her desk to lean in and kiss him. It started off as a quick tongueless peck on the lips, but when Harry didn't run away shouting, she thought she may as well go further. She went in for another kiss, poking her tongue through his lips. He let her, though he was still completely paralysed. His hands were glued to the sides of his chair, not sure exactly what he should do with them. Though she knew what she should do alright. One hand grabbed his tie and she started to ease him up out of his seat. What started as kissing in her office, led to her bedroom above the office. Suddenly Melina and her annoying habits were absent from Harry's mind and all he could think about was his new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. She was unbuttoning his school trousers in a playful way, grinning up at him and biting her lip. He could barely believe his eyes as he reached up her skirt and pulled down a pair of flowery, pink knickers. It had all happened so fast, they didn't bother to even undress, McGuire merely unbuttoned her shirt to reveal her chest to Harry. He never thought of how classes would be after this incident. He never thought of why she looked so pleased with herself to be having him in her bed with her. He never thought of anything. She sat on top of him, moving herself up and down. Enjoying the little moans of pleasure she got out of him. Enjoying the control. After they had both finally climaxed, Harry was suddenly overcome with embarrassment. Should he even bother asking if his detention was over, should he dare call her professor? McGuire had her back turned to him, she was pulling on her underwear. And as she did so she pulled up her skirt, and Harry noticed a little scar, on her side. She quickly buttoned up her shirt before turning to Harry, who hastily pulled up his fly and buttoned his trousers.

'Um…. Harry… Mr Potter.' She said, brushing her hair from her eyes, looking at the floor beside him, 'Maybe, it would be best if we didn't mention this…'

'Sure, so I can leave?'

She laughed awkwardly before answering, 'Yea sure. But… Our detention isn't quite finished yet… Your lines, you'll have to come back next week please.'

Harry nodded in agreement, walked down through her office and out the front door, she swiftly closed it behind him saying 'Goodnight Mr Potter.' As soon as the door had shut, Harry grinned to himself. Not actually believing what he had done. But then realisation suddenly dawned on him. He was going to have to go back to Melina, and finally break up with her. If only he had slept with another student, then she'd easily find out and just dump him.

Apart from the fact he had a very clingy and annoying girlfriend, he had to admit that this year was much better than the last one. He took turns going to Hogsmeade with Ron and Lorena. Ron didn't feel all too comfortable with Lorena, so Harry went one night with Ron and the other with Lorena. They used the invisibility cloak to get to the secret pasageway which led into the sweet shop in Hogsmeade. They would buy many sweets and spend the entire night hanging around the streets just having fun. Although one night, Harry convinced Ron to join himself and Lorena downtown. It was just a few days after his detention with McGuire and he had not yet told anyone about what had happened. As usual the trio made their way to the sweet shop and bought a large amount of supplies. The woman thanked them politely, but Harry was sure she knew they should be in school.

'You know what guys,' Ron stated flatly as they walked out of the shop, 'Maybe we shouldn't wear our uniforms coming down here.'

Harry merely shrugged and they made their way to a bench on the side of the street. He had both legs on the bench, folded in front of him. Lorena, who had such a short skirt, it was impossible to even cross her legs, handed out sweets to both Ron and Harry and they sat munching.

'You know, Hermione should really come here.' Lorena said, through a mouthful of liquorice wand, 'Once a month isn't enough to be getting out of the castle.'

'Harry, Melina was saying today to me and Lavender that you have another detention?' Ron asked, 'What on earth were you doing that has to be finished off next Friday?'

'Well.. I didn't really do the lines she gave me…' Harry said, grinning, 'We just fucked.'

Lorena started choking on her liquorice wand. 'What?' Ron asked again, 'Seriously?'

Harry nodded. Ron leaned in closer to him, as if the adults passing by were interested, 'How was it?'

Harry shrugged, 'Just… normal.'

'Harry, come on, you have to give us more details than that… What do her tits look like?'

'Big.'

'Big?'

'Yea, big… Nothing special about her… Just hot cause she's a teacher, and like in her thirties. The two of you can't tell anyone. Just keep it between the two of you and Hermione.'

Lorena nodded, but Ron just looked shocked. He stared at the ground for a few moments before he spoke.

'Do you think she's willing to give it away to anyone?'

Harry shrugged again, 'Maybe. I don't know. Ask her.'