I still had the meeting with Fleur and Hermione, but I still had a couple hours to spend. And, what better way to spend that time than to earn some brownie points from the dangerous redheaded witch that had just left.
She was more dangerous than I had initially assumed, and it required some adjustment. Luckily, her reaction to Aurora showed that even feeling like herself, she was surprisingly sexy.
And, speaking of Aurora, they clearly had some kind of rivalry in the past, giving me an excellent opportunity to gain the aforementioned brownie points.
I was murmuring a cheerful melody as I walked toward her office, using the map to find her location, unable to suppress my upbeat mood. An understandable challenge considering the twist I had just experienced. It went differently than I expected, but considering it made it much more fun to deal with Lily Potter, I was willing to write that off as a positive.
Of course, her sudden rebellion was only sexy because I wanted to make her submit once again. I needed to solidify my hold on her first. My help with the battle was one side of it… and helping her to get revenge on Aurora was another.
It was risky to tangle with a teacher. But without risk, there was no gain, I decided after a moment's consideration, and climbed the stairs that led to her office. I could have knocked on the door, but that would give her the wrong message.
I opened the door instead, expecting a panicked yelp. I hadn't received that explosive reaction, but only because she hadn't realized my presence, too busy trying to fill her a glass of fire whiskey, her trembling hands failing her.
Rather than alerting her to my presence, I walked forward, a huge smile on my lip, curious when she would notice. Though, that wasn't the only reason for my enjoyment. She had conjured her robes in a great hurry, which meant they were already disappeared halfway. Not only the robe turned transparent, but great parts of it were also missing, turning her robe into the stripper equivalent of a robe.
I licked my lips. "I hope it's not a bad time, professor," I asked.
She yelped in panic as she turned. I was ready to disarm her, but that wasn't necessary, as she had dropped her wand from her trembling fingers.
Not exactly the greatest dueling competence.
"W-what are you doing here!" she gasped, her voice coming strangled. I wasn't surprised, considering the closeness of our situation. She didn't even bother covering her body, showing she didn't even notice just how far her outfit had evaporated.
"I just wanted to check to see if everything was okay, professor. You have left in a hurry, after all!"
She looked even more shocked. "Are you kidding me…" she gasped. "I… you .. Detention!"
She expected me to argue. Instead, I smiled. "Oh, I agree, that definitely deserved a detention, professor."
That surprised her. "You… you're not going to argue against?" Aurora gasped.
"Of course not," I said and took a step forward, enjoying the way she trembled due to proximity. "Why should I argue against the great opportunity to punish a sexy professor like you!"
"Me! What are you talking about!" she gasped.
"Come on, professor," I said as I took another step, close enough to touch. "You're the one that I caught naked, inappropriately close to that redheaded student. It deserves a punishment, don't you agree?"
"But-" she tried to say, but that was all she was able to say as I brought my hand against her cleavage, alerting her just how badly her robes had deteriorated. "No!" she gasped as she wrapped her arms around her body to hide her mostly visible tits. "That's absurd, you're the one that gets the detention!"
"Sure," I said, and she looked shocked. "We can check with the acting headmaster to solve it," I said as I started walking away.
She didn't say anything, frozen at the threat, which was why I leveraged the opportunity to pull a magical camera from my bag, turned, and took a photo of hers. Just as she was loosening her arms. "What are you doing!" she gasped.
"Getting some evidence, of course," I said.
She panicked, and leaned to grab her wand. I summoned it before she could take it. "Now, professor. What do you prefer, detention, or a talk with the acting headmaster."
"You… win," she murmured in frustration.
"Excellent," I said and waved my wand, transfiguring her clothes… into a copy of the outfit Lily had been wearing, but only with a change. It was Slytherin colors rather than Gryffindor. Something I knew to be true - which gave me a good direction about where her rivalry with Lily began.
Then, I ignored her attempts to hide her body while I walked to the small bar, and poured myself a drink. "Are you ready for your detention, student?" I asked.
"N-no," she managed to stammer. Her mouth opened like she was about to say something else as well, but changed her mind at the last second, turning her attention back to her attempts to keep her body hidden.
"That's the attitude," I said as I took a sip, then closed the distance once more, and pushed her against her desk. And, with her short skirt - combined by the fact that I had 'forgotten' to conjure her panties - she gave an amazing view.
Deserving to be immortalized.
She tried to rise, but I put my hand over her waist gently, my fingers enough to keep her from standing up. "I expect obedience during detention, professor," I said, as I cast another spell, animating a ruler.
She said nothing, the extent of her obedience shocking me. My reputation in the school was not enough for this level of obedience. Not even the victory of Death Eaters was factored in. Meaning, whatever that had been whispered to her had been enough to completely unsettle her.
A nicer man would have allowed her to recover… I ordered the ruler to land on her ass.
She accepted it silently, no words of protest coloring her beautiful lips, showing some surprising depths of her. How such a treasure had escaped the male attention for such a long time, I had no idea, I thought as I took another photo, recording her reddening ass.
Just because I focused on her ass didn't mean I couldn't see the emotions dancing on her face. She tried to look determined, but it immediately collapsed into resignation. It landed on her ass once more, this time a whimper escaped.
I took another photo, curious how it would look once they were animated.
I heard the whimper she let out, tempting me to take a step toward enjoying her body more directly. Patience, I thought, trying to resist the temptation. For all her apparent docility, she was yet to descend to a level where I could use her free to my heart. More importantly, it was a gift to Lily, and I wanted it to be perfect.
"Soon," I whispered as I took another photo.
Two more slaps, and she lost her ability to contain her pained cries, her ass darkened by the constant spanking.
I moved in front of her, taking photos of her beautiful face. I wanted her to be aware of my smoldering gaze as I recorded her shame. "Now, let's try something else," I ordered, and she shivered. "Sit on the desk," I ordered.
She did so, her legs crossed tight, her arms around her tits. "Now, put your hands on the table," I said. She looked reluctant. "Either that, or I make you open your legs," I ordered. She whimpered, but followed the order immediately, her tits, barely supported by the sexy tied-up shirt, dangling erotically.
Another moment I immortalized.
This time, I ordered the ruler to land on her tits. I started mild as I walked around her, taking photo after photo. The ruler landed mild at first, and the photos were equally mild. "Try to push your tits out more…" I ordered.
Followed by several more poses. "Why don't you slide your shirt a bit so you could display your beautiful shoulders," I said. There was no hesitation as she followed it, increasing her cleavage even more.
The transparent fabric didn't hide much, but the askew shirt added some. Especially with the ruler still spanking her tits. "Now, drop it completely," I ordered. This time, she looked hesitant. "Either that, or open your legs," I warned.
The speed she got rid of them was simply beautiful, and her shirt hit the ground. "Very good, professor, you're doing your house proud," I said as I took a step forward, twisting her nipple. She closed her eyes, and I used a few spells on her, which, at this point, was getting rather familiar.
One to keep her arousal going, the other to prevent her from cumming without assistance.
"I think that's enough for your first detention, don't you, professor," I said as I twisted her nipple for one last time, enjoying her moan. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"T-tomorrow," she gasped.
"Unless you prefer it tonight, of course," I offered, knowing she wouldn't accept.
"Tomorrow is fine," she gasped.
"See you tomorrow, then, professor," I said, laughing as I left her office. I was curious just how many times she would curse herself tonight not taking my initial offer.
I would have loved to stay for more, even with the advantages of keeping her waiting. But I need to do some film washing before I left to meet with Fleur.
I wanted to be there when Hermione arrived.