Wizards and Witches

At the end of November, Draco and Hermione had a list of three people from each house that was old enough to be in the magazine, plus the one Professor, Thomas Taylor.

Hermione was getting ready to meet Thomas at the Three Broomsticks for lunch. Draco was telling her how they were related, and what to really expect from him.
" Hermione, He isn't like Snape. Thomas is more sarcastic. He actually thinks he's gods gift." Hermione looked at Draco with a mock shocked expression, " I think I can handle that. After all I work with three guys that act that way!"
" Hey! I don't have to act, I know I am!" Draco said, giving Hermione his sexy typically Malfoy sneer. Hermione had to think it was genetic now.

Thomas was sitting in a corner booth, away from everyone. He had ordered a bottle of white wine. He also made sure he didn't have any classes after lunch. Thomas was only waiting five minutes, when Hermione walked in.

She had a white leather cloak, with white rabbit fur around the edges and inside lining. Thomas stood up from his chair, so Hermione could see where he was. She walked over to him, brushing snow from her hair. Hermione reached his table, and brought up her hand, so she could shake his. Thomas took her hand, and brought it to his lips.
' What a Gentleman.'

Thomas came around the table, and pulled Hermione's chair out for her to sit. "Thank you. I don't believe anyone has done that for me before." she said, while blushing.
" Well where I come from, a gentleman always treats a pretty woman like a lady." Thomas said, sitting himself across from Hermione. Hermione thought,' Oh he wants something, and if he keeps this up, he just might get it!'
Hermione blushed a deeper red, and thanked him again.

After ordering lunch, Hermione started the conversation. " Professor, would you like to pose at the school or at the studio. When I approached Severus, we did everything in his office." Thomas gave Hermione a Texas sized smile, said, "Please call me Thomas."
" O.k. Thomas, Then you can call me Hermione. "
"Great. Draco has mentioned that Snape’s was a schoolgirl fantasy. Was there an actual school girl in there with him?"
"No! We hired one of the models from a muggle town near by. She is a friend of mine, and knew about me and my friends being a witch and wizards. She also knew about me being part owner of a porno magazine, and readily agreed to dress up like a Hogwarts student. Never mind that Severus and Stevie dated for a while after that."
" Would there be anyway we could hire your friend again? Then we could apparate to a secluded desert area, and do the pictures outside. "
" Sure. Where did you have in mind?"
" My home in Texas. It's about seven thousand acres, and it has everything I need."
" O.k., It's been a while since I've been to America, and I'm sure my friend has never been.'

Their lunch was served; there was no conversation while they ate. After the pasta, and bread was gone the wine was all that was left. Hermione started asking Thomas the personal questions for the magazine.

" O.k. Thomas, The questions I'm going to ask you will go with your pictures, and some might be on the personal side. If one is too personal, tell me, and I will drop that question. " Thomas was ready, he really didn't think she would get too personal, but agreed.

Q: How long have you been Head of Slytherin House?
A: Since the beginning of term, when Severus Snape retired.
Q: How long have you lived in Scotland?
A: About two years. I had to come over, and apprentice with Snape.
Q: Thomas, how old are you?
A: I'm Twenty-Seven.
Q: What astrological sign are you?
A: I'm a Taurus you know the bull?
" Yes you are a head strong person "
Q: How big is your estate in Texas?
A: It's about seven thousand acres.
Q: Do you raise livestock, or grow anything?
A: I have horses, but other then that, it's all leisure land. A swimming pool, tennis courts, a lake for fishing, camping area, and other things along those lines.
" O.k. here comes the more personal questions "
" O.k."
Q: How tall are you?
A: I'm six foot-two inches
Q: How much do you weigh? You look really solid.
A: I weigh about two hundred and twenty-five pounds. Yes, it's all muscle.
Q: Is your hair natural blonde? And bare in mind, we will be seeing you nude, so no need to lie about it.
A: Yes, I'm a natural blonde. It runs in the family. I could show you now, if you like. Thomas had a playful smile, while answering the next questions.
Q: Thomas. How big is your ' wand '?
Hermione had a smile of her own as she asked that question.
A: It's average. Depends on what magic I'm doing. My wand could be seven inches, or it could be seven and a half inches"
“Last question "
" O.k. shoot "
Q: Are you single? And if you are, what kind of girl would interest you?
A: I am single. The kind of girl that would interest me would have to be someone that would take o bullshit from me, or my friends and family. She would have to love to be outside, I'm always doing something out in nature. She would have to be fit enough to keep up with me, if I decide to go for a swim, or a run. She would also have to keep up with my sexual appetite as well. She needn't worry about cooking or cleaning. I can cook, or I have servants, not house elves, that will do both. She has to be pretty as well, not drop dead gorgeous, all though a plus, but not required. She has to have a willingness to be spoiled. That’s it.”

" Thomas thanks for lunch. Thanks for the Q and A. I'm sure once every young lady, or older woman sees your pictures and interview, you have to worry about not having any companionship for the rest of your life."
" Hermione would you like to come back to Hogwarts with me? I have pictures of my estate, maybe you could get an idea of where you want to take the pictures."

Hermione eyed him suspiciously, he had an innocent, but devilish smile, but she agreed.

They talked while they walked up the pathway to the school.
" Draco told me that you wanted me to take your pictures.” mentioned Hermione
" He showed me some of your work, and said that you were one of the best. He also told me that you were the one who suggested me to be one of the models, so before I said I would do it, I told him that you had to be the photographer. "

Thank gods it was cold out, and her face was already red, because she felt herself blush, which was unusual.