This is hilarious. Layers of hot cleverness and clever hotness (and that lovely little ice-pick stab of Minerva/Tom). The magical theories are inspired; the Slughorn line ditto; the drawing -- oh god, the drawing! the bun!! the gravity-defying organs . . .hahahaha Love how Minerva-y your Minerva always is.
This story drips with great lines the way Sirius's drawing drips with blood arousal. But this line is the one for me: She wanted to thrust her tongue into his mouth, twist her hands in his hair, raise welts across his pale pureblood skin, show him that he was out of his league with her, demonstrate just what fire he was playing with. Ha! Now this is a teacher!
There absolutely has to be a sequel. The summary-writing will provide Sirius with a sufficient test of theory, but surely both he and Minerva know that real learning requires a practical demonstration. . .of, um, line-drawing.
This story drips with great lines the way Sirius's drawing drips with
bloodarousal. But this line is the one for me: She wanted to thrust her tongue into his mouth, twist her hands in his hair, raise welts across his pale pureblood skin, show him that he was out of his league with her, demonstrate just what fire he was playing with. Ha! Now this is a teacher!There absolutely has to be a sequel. The summary-writing will provide Sirius with a sufficient test of theory, but surely both he and Minerva know that real learning requires a practical demonstration. . .of, um, line-drawing.
Please, please do not say, "Not Done."