Time to think

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Author’s note: Just clearing my head, writing
through the blocks. Amazing the kink that pops into my head when I’m not paying
attention.


 

 

 

 

So then, a bit of time to think on things about now, don’t I. And where exactly did I go
wrong? We do still think hanging from the wall in the Potions room in our
knickers is wrong, do we? Ok, ok, come back to that one in a minute.

 

So where was my first mistake? ‘Cause lets face facts, heading down here after lights
out was certainly just the last of a series. Spectacular bad
decision-making, Miss Granger, cost you more than marks this time won’t it?
Oh shut up, I’m thinking here.

 

Might have been the stellar idea to wear a certain redhead into class like a cloak? And
just when did that become his business? If you can’t be helpful,
kindly be quiet.

 

Maybe calling his bluff on the jealousy thing wasn’t a great idea… Just not
gonna answer that last one, then? But he knows I can’t turn down a good
challenge, that’s baiting.

 

And I’m sure laughing at his reaction was not the cleverest I’ve been. So you are
just going to ignore me, are you? Absolutely, more important things to work out
at the moment.

 

Of course, I might have reconsidered the whole “someone asked me out” confession. Perfectly
within your right to comment, not to borders on deceit. See, I knew you
could be helpful if you tried.

 

Now where was I, ok, maybe last week’s whole corset-under-my-robes impulse put ideas in
his head? You could be right there, I tried to warn you at the time. But he said he’s been waiting for this, so
probably goes back a bit farther.

 

Yes, he can be quite patient when he wants to be. Evidently, he has been gone a while
now. Not sure that means good things for us. One problem at a time, thank you very much.

 

I give up, snarky comments to myself and general contrite attitude should get me through. You’ll
never pull off contrite, better settle for docile and leave it at that. Good
point, might be the general focus of the evening anyway.

 

So maybe this is just to teach me patience, not my mistake at all. Think you’re being
a bit naïve there, but don’t mind me, probably just the chains talking.
Quite right, he mentioned something about \'punishment\' didn’t he?

 

And incidentally, did you catch the sexy little sneer on his way out? Returning
to my earlier point, when did we start using words like ‘sexy’ on our Potions
master? What earlier point, I was ignoring you.

 

If you recall, it was about the same time that tall, dark and menacing started looking
at me like I was dessert. So putting us on the menu wasn’t the precursor to
the current predicament WHY again? Nonsense, I merely pointed out it was my
eighteenth birthday, hardly offered up chocolate-covered fancy.

 

Though I may have also mentioned I was a little inebriated… Understatement,
nonetheless, I think that’s probably where you went awry. Spilled milk, no
use going on about.

 

I think he’s coming back. Whatever does he have in his hand? Nothing my
conscience needs to know about, now shove off.

 

“Why Professor, is that for me?”

 


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