teddy♥ ;; a little time together

[samantha nicole brooks]

me and you, living under a paper moon
‘cause real life just isn’t right
let's fabricate

Samantha had finally finished class for the day. She smiled to herself as she fell backwards onto her bed. Oh how she missed her bed. She loved how extra good it felt after a long day. She closed her eyes and let out a content sigh. Ahh, it felt so good. Opening her eyes, she glanced over at her clock and smirked to herself. She knew Teddy was all done teaching as well, and figured she’d go down and visit him.

She sat up and pulled off her top. She was done with class, so she wasn’t gonna wear her uniform anymore. She tossed it to the side and stood to take off her skirt and shoes. Standing in her bra and undies, she walked over to her closet and opened it. ’What to wear,’ she thought to herself. Shifting through some of her things, she stopped at a black dress she hadn’t worn yet. She pulled it out and slipped it on.

Turning, she looked herself over in the mirror. She knew exactly with this was going to need. She grabbed her thigh-high tights and some black heels, and put them on. She brushed through her knotted hair and put it in pony tails. She smiled at her reflection and shut the door to her closet, before leaving the dorm. Teddy was going to appreciate her visit. She hadn’t gone to visit him in a while. She didn’t need to take Defense this year, so she missed staring at him in class.

She made her way down the halls and down the stairs to the first floor. She reached his classroom and peaked through the little window on the door. Fixing a couple strands of hair, she quietly opened the door. Being a vampire helped out being quiet more. Door closed, she walked over to his desk. He looked so cute leaning over it, doing work.

She smiled and made her way behind him. She leaned against his back and brought her face next to his, resting her chin on his shoulder. ”Hi baby,” she whispered, kissing his cheek.

me and you, living under a paper moon
this real life just isn’t right
let’s get away

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[theodore remus lupin]

i need you like water, like breath, like rain

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Ted had had a rather long day at work. He had taught first years to protect themselves, second and third years worked on things about hinkypunks and mermaids. He couldn't remember what he had done with his other classes, he was either losing his mind or he had blocked it out. He sighed, running his hand through his hair as his class filed out of the room. "Parchment due tomor-oh nevermind, none of you are listening anyhow." He grumbled, moving his papers together

He sighed, and he moved up the stairs, back into his office. He dropped into his chair, and he put his face down on the desk. He closed his eyes, and he felt himself start to doze off. He teetered to one side, and he fell out of his chair. He squeaked on his way to the floor, and landed with a thud on his side. He winced, and pulled himself up slowly. "I hate my life sometimes." He muttered to himself as he stood.

He settled himself back into his chair, and he looked down at his hand. His eyes landed on his father's ring. Most people thought it was his, he was old enough to be married, but his woman wasn't. So, he would wait. Eyes for one girl, that was how this Lupin worked. He rolled the ring on his left hand, and he sighed, not wanting to think about it, it being his Dad. He always thought about his dad, and it always made him sad. He sighed, and leaned forward, letting his hand fall forward.

His head connected with the desk, and the papers he had had became strewn about the floor. He didn't even hear someone else enter the room, and he nearly fell back on the floor as someone leaned across the desk and kissed his cheek. He relaxed as he knew the voice, and he felt himself smile, "Hello, Love." He said, sitting up.

He grabbed her and pulled her into his lap, waving his wand to lock the door. She was a welcomed distraction. "I'm glad to see you." He said with a smile.

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[samantha nicole brooks]

me and you, living under a paper moon
‘cause real life just isn’t right
let's fabricate

Samantha smiled when he spoke, and giggled as he pulled her onto his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his. “I knew you would be,” she smirked when she pulled away. “I miss having your class, Professor.” She actually enjoyed taking his class, even when she didn’t need it.

She could tell everyone else was jealous or questioning their relationship. The headmaster knew that they were together. They were dating before he became a teacher, she wasn’t gonna break up with him because he started teaching. It was hot in her eyes.

She looked around the desk at all the papers strewn around the floor. “So…how was class?” she asked, with a laugh. He must’ve had a long day if all his papers were on the floor. The papers never ended up on the floor unless he had a long day or she moved them, and she hadn’t touched them. She adjusted herself on his lap and straddle him.

“Teach anything good?” He always did, but she liked teasing him. He was so goofy when he taught. It was adorable. She knew the kids in his class gave him a hard time about it, especially the older ones. That was usually why she liked being in his class. She liked to deal with the trouble

me and you, living under a paper moon
this real life just isn’t right
let’s get away

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[theodore remus lupin]

i need you like water, like breath, like rain

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I NEED YOU LIKE MERCY FROM HEAVEN'S GATES
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He smiled as she spoke. He was too lucky to have her, he hadn't had a lot of good things in his life. He had the Potters, but he tended to lose people he cared about. He didn't like to think like that, but every time his eyes fell on his hand, he felt otherwise, but he was happy. He might not always show it, but he did know it. He smiled as she kissed him, and he leaned into her. "I'm sad you didn't take my class this term. You always were my favorite student." He said with a smile.

He was glad no one said anything to him. He knew people knew about them, but he didn't care. He could tell people knew, some would always know. She was beautiful and he wasn't, but he was the luckiest guy at this school, and that was that. Sucked for those who didn't have her, so there.

He made a loud exhale at the mention of class. "Slytherin kids are brattier then I remember, and I don't think I can even trust them to actually get their wands out, turn me into something." He said, reclining in his chair. He smiled, looking down at her legs as she straddled him. He watched her body move, and he licked his lips.

"I think I did, though some kids seem to think it's okay to harass me since I'm barely older then them, but eventually, they shut up and listened, though I can honestly say if they never came back to my class I wouldn't miss them." He said offhandedly, smiling lightly. "I'm sure you had a better day then I did, learning this and that; I'm sure you have better teachers then I ever was." He teased, his face holding amusement.

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[samantha nicole brooks]

me and you, living under a paper moon
‘cause real life just isn’t right
let's fabricate

Sam wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug when he said she was his favorite, and kissed his cheek. When she pulled away, she made a goofy face at him. “It’s not nice to play favorites, Professor,” she stated, poking his nose. She smiled and kissed his nose. “But I know I was…I’m everyone’s favorite. I’m the only one that actually pays attention.” For the most part…she was the only one. Everyone else pretty much slept, or goofed off. Samantha actually liked to learn.

She rolled her eyes when he mentioned the Slytherins. “Baby, I wouldn’t be surprised if they did turn you into something,” she said with a small giggle. She unwrapped her arms and made her hands into fists. “But don’t worry…I’ll beat them up for you,” she joked. She wouldn’t beat them up. She’d probably kill them. When she was in Teddy’s class, she watched the ones that gave him an extra hard time. The really mean ones were the ones she hunted undetected. She never left a mark, never left a mess, and always made sure she was never seen. She had gotten really good at it.

“Well, I’m glad they at least pretended to listen. They all think that they know everything now and don’t need to be taught. They’re so dumb,” she said with a shake of her head. She hated ignorance. When he spoke about her day, she grinned. “Oh yeah. I learned a whole bunch of this, and a whole lot of that. You know,” she shugged, “Typical day of a seventh year. I did get the highest grade on my History paper. Everyone looked at me like I was crazy.” She was the only one that enjoyed that class and the history was so much fun! “And you know you were always the best teacher EVER, Teddy bear," she smiled.

me and you, living under a paper moon
this real life just isn’t right
let’s get away

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[theodore remus lupin]

i need you like water, like breath, like rain

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I NEED YOU LIKE MERCY FROM HEAVEN'S GATES
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He couldn't argue with that logic. A lot of his kids were slackers. He didn't like slackers, he often got mad at them, and he wanted to chuck things at them, which he would do if they fell asleep. He didn't take people sleeping while he was talking well, as much of a child as he could act like, he did care about his class. He smiled as she kissed his cheek, and he started to turn to catch her lips but she was gone again. He pouted as he had his nose kissed, and he scrunched up his face to show displeasure in a kidding manner. "Well I'm sure everyone does, but I bet I like you the best."

He smiled. He was lucky. He really was. "If only transfiguration could be a punishment." He mumbled to himself. He wished their parents taught them a little respect, but he couldn't get any from people like them. Most of them didn't respect themselves, so how could he expect any? They were terrible kids, and would grow up to take on trust funds, and never know how to work for themselves, they would get what was coming to them eventually.

He smiled, he was glad she did well. He couldn't have tolerated a stupid girl. He hated those, in fact. He liked brave girls with a good head on their shoulders. "I try to be a good teacher. I'd like to think I am." He said. He smiled wider at the mention of her grade. "Good for you. Everyone is just jealous you are a genius AND screwing a teacher." He said with a snort. He reclined a bit, taking her with him, and pushing the limits of his chair. The last thing he wanted was to fall on the floor again, but if it meant they were get closer then they were now, then so be it. "And on that note, I uh, think that's a good idea, don't you?" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

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[samantha nicole brooks]

me and you, living under a paper moon
‘cause real life just isn’t right
let's fabricate

Samantha giggled. “You always like me the best.” She was pretty much the favorite of all her teachers. She was the only one that actually did the work and participated in class. She didn’t care if everyone thought she was a teacher’s pet. Better to be that then some slacker, wasting their life away in a magical school. Who would slack off here? It was a pretty awesome school. Sure, there could’ve been better ones, but still. Hogwarts was alright. She didn’t like people that insulted it.

Her eyes widened slightly at his mumble. “That would be the best punishment EVER!” she said, excitedly. Sure, she’d do it to people anyway, but if she was a teacher, she’d transfigure someone into something random for a few minutes of punishment. That would be the best. She’d have so much fun with it. Maybe that was why she wasn’t a teacher. “I kinda wanna turn someone into something now,” she mumbled, ideas racing through her head. “I would have way too much fun with it,” she laughed.

“You’re the best teacher! Better than most of them here,” she said matter-of-factly. “As much as I like Professor Binn, he is a ghost. So, by far, you’re already doing better.” Silly old ghost teacher. He was really nice, but he was rather droll with his talks about history. He was one of the many reasons why most kids didn’t like his class. She smiled at his compliment. “I am a genius, aren’t I?” she said, tossing her pony tail over her right shoulder. She leaned into him as he reclined back in his chair.

At his little request, her eyebrow rose slightly. “Professor Lupin, are you suggesting doing something dirty with a student?” she asked, a seductive grin forming on her lips. She brought her lips to his ear. “I think it’s a grand idea,” she whispered, as she nibbled down his neck. She knew she had to be careful. Teddy still didn’t know what she was, and she didn’t need him to find out just yet. She’d tell them when they were alone at his place, not alone in a classroom. Something like that needed…preparation.

me and you, living under a paper moon
this real life just isn’t right
let’s get away

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[theodore remus lupin]

i need you like water, like breath, like rain

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Hogwarts was the best thing that had ever happened to him. He loved it here, and he wanted to do everything in his power to make sure people knew that. They were lucky to be here, and that was just how he thought. Most people didn't think like him, but this girl sitting in his lap? She did, she always had. This was part of the reason they got on so well. He loved her very much, and she knew it, or he hoped she did. He smiled, "I do." He admonished. He always did like her best.

He snorted at her excitement. "I've heard rumors a professor did it once. Something about a ferret." He mumbled. Minerva had mentioned it once or twice. Though she'd always used it as an example of what not to do, but regardless. He smiled again, "Well if I hear of kids turning up as animals and various pieces of furniture, I won't point fingers." He teased.

He smiled as she tooted his horn, he thought he was a decent teacher. He didn't really care to be, but he was glad to know she thought so. "I try to be." He said with a happy face. He snorted about the idea of the Professor Binns. "I always liked history of magic personally, but I like boring classes." He said with a happy face. He loved most of his classes when he had been a student though. "Smarter then I ever was." He said with a smile.

Ted purred as she spoke, and then tried to speak as she began to move down his neck. He knew this wasn't the best idea he'd ever had, but he had missed her. He didn't want to get caught doing this, his students didn't know about this, but his fellow staff did for the most part. He didn't like to risk the fact someone could walk in, but at this point he really didn't care. He pushed his chair back as he stood, and he put her butt up on his desk, and he stood over her, his eyes going red and his hair going black. He smiled dangerously, and he connected their lips, pulling her closer as he did.

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[samantha nicole brooks]

me and you, living under a paper moon
‘cause real life just isn’t right
let's fabricate

Samantha smiled. She always knew he liked her best in class. Whether it be for actually paying attention and doing what was asked, or if it was just the fact that they were dating. She didn’t care. She was glad he was her favorite. “And you know you’re my favorite teacher,” she said, kissing his cheek. Her eyebrow rose when he mentioned another teacher using transfiguration on a student. “That must’ve been amusing,” she said, thinking about it. Oh, how she wished she had seen it happen. She smirked and tossed her hair back. “Well, I’m glad to know you won’t rat me out,” she said with a wink. Teddy was too much like a child. He’d enjoy it as much as she would. There would be no way he’d say anything to anyone about it being her who was changing students that misbehaved.

“Boring classes are usually the most interesting though. No one understands that. Their brains need excitement or they fall asleep,” she laughed. The boring classes were always the best for her. She shook her head at him. “You’re definitely smarter than me. You’ve been around longer than I have,” she teased. It never bothered her that he was so much older than him. She loved him for him. Not because he was twenty-six. He was only nine years older than her. She was of age and she was graduating this year. They only had to wait until the upcoming spring before it wouldn’t be weird for the other students that a teacher and student were having a relationship.

Sam squealed excitedly as Teddy stood, and wrapped her arms around his neck. When she felt her butt against his desk, she rested on it and looked up at him. If it wasn’t so painstakingly obvious, she’d tell you that he really wanted her. Him being a metamorphagus was silly to her. He could never hide any of his emotions from her because of it. Lust was definitely one of them. Black hair, red eyes…she loved it. She gave him a seductive smirk as return to his dangerous smile, and kissed him back, her hands running down his back.

me and you, living under a paper moon
this real life just isn’t right
let’s get away

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[theodore remus lupin]

i need you like water, like breath, like rain

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Ted knew this wasn't a good idea. Students had been in and out of his office all day. He didn't really know what was getting into him today save for lust. Lust could have been it. He was certain it would probably be the death of his teaching career. He was very glad she was getting out of this school soon. He could marry her and stuff, and take her away from here, and then he could make this sort of thing happen in his room, and not have it look strange if he took her back to his room, because she wasn't a student anymore. Boy, that would be the day wouldn't it!?

He could have felt himself fighting to keep control from the get go. He was teetering on the edge of losing it, and he could feel himself starting to reach for the underside of her dress, when his office door was rattled and he jumped nearly out of his skin, and he knocked his chair over. He stumbled a bit, and he fell on the floor as his door was pushed open. Why hadn't he locked that!? Or if he had, why could this kid open it!? Had he locked it, he couldn't remember.

"What?" He asked as he pulled himself up. The kid stood there, though boy was a bit of a nasty sounding term. He wasn't a boy, he was basically his brother "Can I help you, Potter?" He asked, scratching his head and he started to push his clothes back in place.

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