Entry tags:

2008, character: james potter ii, character: teddy lupin, fic, pairing: teddy/james

Fic: The Fall, 4/4 (Teddy/James II, NC-17) for loony4lupin
Author: gryffindorj
Recipient: loony4lupin
Title: The Fall
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Teddy/James
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended. All characters engaging in sexual activity are 16 years or older.
Summary: "You may go now. I don't want to see you back in detention again." James mutely picked up his bag, heeding Teddy's instructions. "Walk back to Gryffindor Tower, no stopping anywhere. I want to imagine you with come dripping down your legs."
Warnings: None, other than the rating indicates.
Word Count:~29,900
Author's Notes: Thank you so much to everyone who helped me so much. You all know who you are and I adore all of you. loony4lupin, I kept a list of your preferred kinks and ticked them off as I used them, so hopefully you will find many of them here.

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Teddy was distracted for days about what he had seen in the corridor. He couldn't decide if he should say something to Laura or not. James tried to ask him a few times what was the matter but all Teddy wanted was a fuck and to forget how angry he was. He would kiss James roughly making him swallow any words besides the filthy ones that streamed from his mouth. After he came he wouldn't linger. He left so quickly sometimes that he was still short of breath and half hard.

Right before Easter Break Teddy couldn't take it anymore. He didn't want to spend the whole time thinking about students and the twisted games they played.

"Ms. Meyers, could you stay after class please?" Teddy asked, as his fifth year student began to pack up their things.

The rest of the class cleared out and Teddy walked to the classroom door and shut it.

"Is this about my test, sir? I tried to study really hard but-"

"No, Miss Meyers, this isn't. This is about what you came to my office about this past autumn. I was confused and hoped you could clear something up for me. Am I correct that you and Mr. Gilbert are dating?"

"Yes, sir." Laura blushed and looked down.

"And this is the same student you came to my office and told me about, correct?" She didn't answer Teddy's question but looked away from him. "Was the story you told me in my office true?"

"Yes!" Her head snapped up and she looked violently at him.

"Is Mr. Gilbert forcing you to be with him?" Teddy hoped this was true. He didn't want it to be true but at the same time he didn't want to be made a fool of.

"No! Not at all. He's sweet….I was wrong."

"Wrong?"

"I didn't think that's what I wanted, but now I think maybe it was. It's not fair for girls to get a bloke all excited and then let them do nothing about it," she spouted off, as if she'd been brainwashed to believe such rubbish.

"Did he tell you this?" Teddy crossed his arms.

"Yes-I mean no-"

"Laura, you cannot let someone talk you into things you aren't sure about-"

"I'm not being talked into anything!" she spat venomously. "You don't understand! He likes me and I like him and that's all that matters. He didn't do anything wrong!"

Teddy felt himself snap and knew he was going to yell but couldn't help it. Carrying her secret had almost broken him last term and he wasn't going to let her think she got away with anything. "Before you run off telling people stories about being taken advantage of I suggest you think things all the way through and not have the severe lack of maturity you have shown to me. Don't come to my office again, Miss Meyers. I don't want to hear anything you have to say. You may leave now."

He was so angry Teddy didn't feel one bit of guilt for the tears pooling in her eyes as she ran from his classroom.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Neville had asked Teddy if he would come to his office after dinner for a cup of tea. As Teddy walked down to meet him, Teddy realized it had been some time since he'd had tea with Neville. Last term he had visited Neville on a regular basis; now any free moment he could find he was spending with James.

"It's been a while since I've seen you here," Neville said, as he poured the tea.

"I was thinking the same thing on my way here. Sorry 'bout that."

"No need to apologize," Neville said, waving his hand to shoo away the apology. "I hope the reason you haven't been coming round is because you are finding your niche as a professor and not because the tea or company was poor."

Teddy smiled "Students are all right, and neither the tea nor the company was ever bad."

Neville smiled and took a sip of his tea. There was a marked pause in the conversation and Teddy knew he wasn't asked here for no reason at all.

"The Headmaster asked me to speak with you. Teddy. He knows that you and I get on well." Neville set his mug down and crossed his legs. It was the same posture Neville had used when Teddy would find himself in a spot of trouble while at school. Teddy calmly put his cup down but inside his stomach had dropped out. The only thing he could think was that Harry as going to kill him for sleeping with his son and ruining his career. "The Headmaster is concerned because word has reached him that a student came running from your classroom crying, a couple days ago."

Not about James. Teddy felt his breathing suddenly become a lot easier. "Laura Meyers."

"Yes, her."

"You've never made a student cry?" Teddy raised his brow, certain that Neville had not only done so as a teacher but also as Head of House.

"Certainly. The Headmaster was only concerned because the students seem to like you so well."

"I got the impression they thought I was a bit of a jerk for giving too much homework. No idea they liked me." Teddy couldn't help but feel a little satisfied that the students liked him.

"You're much more relaxed this term, even I can tell. You are a natural leader and a very good instructor. A lot like your father," Neville said.

"I've never heard you talk about my father," Teddy said, feeling the thrill of surprise.

"You haven't?" Teddy shook his head. "He was an excellent professor, best I ever had."

"You only had him for one year."

"That didn't matter, I remembered and I knew. A lot of people thought so. I am sure you've heard that all before. I won't go on about it, boring you."

"I have heard that a lot. It's what I heard most about him." Teddy never tired of hearing it and didn't get annoyed when people said it. It was the way a lot of people remembered his dad and that was ok with Teddy if that was how they felt connected with him.

"You aren't going to tell me why the student was crying when she came running from your classroom?" Neville asked.

"Did you expect me to?" Teddy replied, his thoughts of his father quickly fading.

"No, indeed not!" Neville laughed. "I know better than that. You are far from an open book. I think the Headmaster would like to know, however."

"Because I'm a young male alone in my classroom with a female student. Sexual preference aside, I'm still under suspicion."

Neville didn't deny Teddy's statement. "She had lied to me, I found out and asked her about it. Her own conscience made her cry. I didn't do a single thing untoward nor did I so much as raise my voice."

"I never doubted you." Neville reached across, patting Teddy affectionately on the knee. Teddy didn't ask Neville the question he wanted to: if he didn't doubt him then why did he agree to even talk to Teddy?

Teddy felt rather sick when he left Neville's office. He had chatted and drank his tea as if nothing was the matter. Teddy had done nothing wrong and he didn't like being questioned for being young and male. It had been a fear of his regarding the students and now he had come to find out that even the powers that be had doubts about him regarding those two things.

Teddy grabbed a tumbler and a bottle of gin when he got back to his room. He didn't bother to light any lamps, letting the fire be the only light in the room. Self-doubt crept into Teddy again. All the fears he had last term returned. He hated himself for doubting himself and hated the Headmaster for thinking what Teddy feared everyone else would.

He drank glass after wonderful glass of gin. He became more relaxed and pleased with himself for not getting caught for the crime he was truly guilty of, and talked to about a stupid discussion with a student.

Emptying another glass of gin, he looked up at the clock over the mantel, it was quarter after midnight; he hadn't realized it had become so late. He should have gone to bed, but Teddy wasn't tired, at all. Feeling happy and a little full of himself, Teddy changed to look like James and made his way to Gryffindor Tower.

The corridors felt longer and windier than Teddy remembered, but that was probably due to being a little tipsy. He turned a corner too sharply and ran straight into a suit of armor, Teddy began to laugh hysterically. He didn't care if he got caught looking like James and stuck with detention. He could make it up to James somehow.

Finally he made it to the portrait, gave the password and stumbled through the portrait hole. His heart hammered in his chest with excitement as he stumbled up the stairs to James's dormitory.

He quietly opened the door and tiptoed to James's bed.

"Jamie," Teddy whispered, parting James's bed curtains. "Jamie," Teddy said a little louder.

James rolled over opened his eyes, staring directly into a face that was his own." What the-"

"Shhhh. It's me." Teddy smiled stupidly at James.

"What the hell are you doing?" James grabbed Teddy, pulling him into bed and out of sight of the other boys.

"Missed you." Teddy began kissing James's cheeks, lips and neck. "Wanted to visit."

"Now?" James wasn't protesting any of Teddy's advancements. "Are you drunk?"

"No." Teddy snorted and tried to continue kissing James. "Come back to my room, James. I want you, I've missed you."

"God, you're pissed. I saw you just this morning."

"Not pissed, I'm perfectly sensible."

"We'll see about that in the morning." James threw back his covers.

"You're coming?" Teddy asked delightedly.

"Potter? Are you alone?" somebody said sleepily from his bed.

"No. Go back to sleep," James replied.

He grabbed his cloak and threw it over himself, then grabbed a set of robes and threw them over Teddy's head. "Come on." James dragged Teddy behind him. "Try not to run into anything."

"I can't see a bloody thing!" Teddy tried to push the robe off his head but James held it in place.

"Not a good idea, yeah?" James growled at him.

James being bossy and taking control sent an electric bolt straight to Teddy's prick.

They got back to Teddy's rooms and Teddy threw off the robes, changing back to look like himself.

"Good, you're going to be you. I didn't want to feel like I was having a wank," James said.

Teddy pushed James to the bed, aggressively kissing him. "I love when you take control. Tell me what to do, Jamie."

"First you need to drink more often if this is how you act, and second—oh god." James began to moan as Teddy pulled his pants off, freeing James's prick. Teddy licked at it, played with James's balls. He crawled back up James's body and nibbled along his chest and neck.

"Tell me what to do," Teddy prodded him again.

"I will when you do something wrong." James's caressed Teddy's back and arse, twisting his body underneath Teddy's.

"I never do anything wrong." Teddy licked a path down James's stomach. "You haven't a single complaint to make, ever."

"God, you're full of yourself tonight." James bucked his hips up, rubbing his prick against Teddy's chest.

"You love it."

"I do."

Teddy spread James's legs, licking a path on the inside of his thighs. "I know what you want." Teddy nuzzled James's prick.

Teddy grabbed the lube from the bedside table, and moved off James's body. He spread some the contents of the bottle across his fingers, and pushed one finger into his own hole.

"Holy fucking hell," James breathed, spinning around to get a better look at Teddy fucking himself.

James licked his lips and began to worry them between his teeth as Teddy moaned, putting a second finger inside. James got on his knees and stroked his long, thick cock as he watched Teddy.

"Go slow, Jamie," Teddy panted. "Don't want you coming before you're in me."

James closed his eyes, moaning, his hips rocking slowly into his grip.

Teddy finished stretching himself and threw the lube aside. He got up on his knees, his chest touching James's. They kissed quickly before Teddy pushed him down on his back.

"I can't wait to be in you," James said as Teddy positioned himself over James's cock. "I'm going to come so fucking hard."

"Oh God, yes," Teddy moaned stroking his length. Teddy was eager for James's cock, coming thick and fast inside him.

Teddy held James's cock and lowered himself slowly onto it, keeping his muscles relaxed. He wanted a good fuck before James came.

"God, Teddy. So good. God, I love it," James said, arching his back to meet Teddy's body.

"I love your cock in me."

James slid his hands up Teddy's thighs and settled them on his narrow hips. Teddy looked down at James, who was breathing heavily, trying to rock his hips slowly.

"Let me," Teddy said huskily. He held on to James's hands and raised himself up and down, the great swell of James's prick stretching him further, sending vibrations of pleasure through his body.

Teddy began to move faster, and James moved in time with him. Their fingers interlocked on Teddy's thighs.

"YES!" Teddy cried out as James's cock hit his prostate again and again. "Fuck me, James! I love when you fuck me!"

James bucked his hips, thrusting into Teddy sharply. Teddy could hear the whimpers that left his mouth with each snap of James's hips. Without being told, James took one hand away from Teddy's and began to fist Teddy's cock.

"Come on me, Teddy," James said pulling Teddy quickly. "I want my come in you and yours all over me."

Teddy pushed hard into James's thrusts, feeling the press of James's balls on his arse.

"Teddy! So good! Teddy!" James cried out, coming and filling Teddy. Teddy came hard in James's hand. Come spread over James's stomach, chest and neck. James whimpered as Teddy's arse clenched around his still twitching cock.

Teddy dropped to James's chest, letting his legs stretch and relax.

"I loved that. Loved it so much," James said.

"Me too."

James rolled their bodies together so that they both lay on their sides, arms wrapped around each other.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Teddy woke up not feeling nearly as horrible as he thought he should after that much gin. James conjured a glass and filled it with water for him. After a morning shag, they lay in Teddy's bed feeling no need to get moving. Teddy was considering keeping James hidden here the rest of the Easter Holiday; he could do this every day and night.

"I'm leaving for a trip in a couple days," James said. "Going to check out a few different prospects."

Teddy smiled. "Off to become an internationally famous Quidditch star? Scoring goals by day and shagging ogling fans by night."

James smirked. "Something like that. There are three offers I'm considering--one here, one in Germany, and one in Spain. But I'm not really sure about the German one. I'm only going there because they've been trying pretty hard to attract me, so I figured I'd give them a shot. My mum, dad and I are going to go look at each one."

"Your mum will want you here."

"Not anyone else?" James asked.

"Your dad, I'm sure, wants you close, but isn't going to get weepy about you living a couple of Apparation points away."

"You should come with us, on the trip," James suggested.

"Your parents aren't stupid. They'll be a little curious about why I'm there. I don't think they'll like the answer we'd give them."

"What answer would that be?"

"You'd say, 'Can't go more than a day or two without shagging each other rotten.' Then I'd say, 'That's right, Harry, Ginny, I've been buggering your son on a regular basis—well, truthfully, he's buggering me, too, now—hope you don't mind!' Then at that point, your dad would do some spell they teach at that super secret Auror academy and blast off my balls, then shrink yours for good measure." James was laughing as Teddy deadpanned the entire story.

"Why would he only shrink my balls?"

"Can't castrate his own flesh and blood," Teddy said, then laughed as well.

"Why not tell them we fancy each other?" James asked.

Teddy snorted. "We don't fancy one another, James."

James looked sharply at him, "We don't?"

"Noooo." Teddy shook his head. "We just shag once in awhile."

James sat up quickly and glared down at Teddy. "You'll fuck me but you don't fancy me? Sorry I'm such a disappointment."

"Don't be a child—"

"I'm not being a child. I was just told the person whose cock I let up my arse doesn't fancy me."

"We have sex together, so what? We aren't dating, we don't have feelings for each other." Teddy sat up, giving James his most condescending look.

"What you mean to say is, you don't have feelings for me and you're hoping I wasn't thick enough to have feelings for someone I get my daily shag from."

Teddy scoffed, brushing James's words aside. "You don't feel anything for me. You're eighteen, you can't possibly care."

"The hell I don't!" James yelled, his skin flushed and eyes narrowed dangerously. "And don't lie to me and tell me you don't. I know you better than that!"

"You don't know me at all!" Teddy could hear the blood rushing in his ears. "You're taking a casual fuck and turning it into something it never was!"

James gripped Teddy's upper arms, squeezing them tightly. "Tell me, Teddy. Tell me I'm just a fuck and that you don't care."

Teddy gritted his teeth. James was such an immature arse, but if he needed to hear it — wanted to hear it — then Teddy would tell him.

"You're just a fuck."

"Liar," James said, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I told you what you wanted to hear!" Teddy tried squirming out of James's vice-like grip. "Let me go!"

"No!" James kissed Teddy, his teeth slicing open Teddy's lower lip, but Teddy's hiss did not stop him. He pinned Teddy roughly to the bed, holding him tightly while his mouth bruised Teddy's.

"Tell me now, Teddy, tell you me you don't want this. Tell me you don't want more than this."

"James. I—" Teddy tried to tell him. He knew he should say it.

"Tell me you don't want me on you like this, tasting you, ready to suck your cock."

"It's not the same thing." Teddy gripped James's back, bucking his hips up to get friction along his very hard prick.

"You love me, Teddy."

"I don't — I can't — it's not the same." Teddy moaned, kissing James back, aching to be in the deepest contact with him.

"You want more than my cock, more than my mouth, more than my arse. You want me," James whispered violently in Teddy's ear.

"Not the same, James. Not fair like this." Teddy spread his legs to wrap around James's waist. Their hips rocked in time with one another.

"You look at me and I know. I know you want me like I want you, love me like I love you."

"No, James—"

"Stop telling me 'no'," James growled. "This is more than a fuck, this is everything."

"I can't, James, stop, I can't," Teddy pleaded with him, felt helpless being touched by him this way. Their bodies moved in time with one another, their chests slicked with sweat. "Kiss me, make me come."

Teddy wanted to feel James's body stiffen over him, hear him cry out his name, and he ached to do the same. He couldn't tell James the things he wanted to hear — they couldn't possibly be true. He had lied when he called James 'just a fuck', but he didn't know what the truth was either.

James kissed Teddy softer this time, sucking slowly on Teddy's lower lip, their tongues gliding gently past one another. James tasted sweetest like this, always tasted the best in the morning. James slowed down, hardly thrusting at all anymore, and Teddy ached with need. He dug his heels into James's back and rocked his hips, wanting to come so badly, but James held him firm.

"Tell me, Teddy. Tell me you love me like I love you," James whispered.

Teddy had never heard him sound so in charge and so desperate at the same time. He tried to thrust faster, the pain of wanting to come driving him near the edge. "Tell me and I'll let you come."

"God, no, James. Please. I can't—" Teddy tried to rub himself hard up against James.

"Tell me, Teddy. I need you to tell me. I'll believe you." James released his hold and snapped his hips, and Teddy felt his orgasm finally releasing.

"Can't, oh God! James."

His moans and rocking hips brought James to the edge and he came, burying his head in Teddy's shoulder. Teddy couldn't hear him clearly, his mouth muffled by Teddy's body, but he was almost sure he heard the first whimpered words he ever heard from James's lips.--"Teddy, Teddy, Teddy," over and over again.

James rolled off of Teddy, leaving his back to him.

"Teddy? Tell me."

A lump formed in Teddy's throat. He couldn't say the words James wanted to hear and it felt horrible. "I'm your teacher. I—I've known you forever. Merlin, your dad is the only sort of father I've ever known. You're still in school, hardly eighteen. You don't mean what you think you do."

James got out of bed and pulled on his clothes.

"Where are you going?" Teddy asked. Despite the arguing, he still wanted James here, wanted James back in his bed with him.

"There isn't any reason for me to stay." James threw on his cloak and walked to the door. He didn't turn as he stood in the doorway. "Just a fuck, really?"

Teddy said the most honest thing he could at this point. "It's what you told me to say." He was grateful James didn't turn around. He was sure James's eyes alone would make him tell James all the other things he wanted to hear.

The door to Teddy's rooms clicked shut and it felt like a thunderclap in his chest.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Teddy was sure that James would have said something to Teddy within the first couple days. His resolve couldn't be that strong — he was eighteen and not that stubborn. But Teddy had barely seen James at all before James left to go on his trip, and that was only at meal times. He was sure James would come to see him after he returned, but he was wrong again.

Getting rid of James was something he had craved last term, something he had even wanted several times after Christmas, but now that he had it, he wasn't sure that was what he wanted at all.

He was just used to regular sex, that was all; any bloke would miss that. And if there were times when Teddy would catch himself thinking about James — James and not James's cock — well, that wasn't anything either.

The weather warmed and the time drew closer and closer to exams. Teddy started giving mock exams to his O.W.L. and N.E.W.T. students. He was confident they would do well.

It was a Friday afternoon, and his N.E.W.T. students were hunched over their desks, scribbling furiously. He stood by the open windows of the classroom watching them for a while, then looked out onto the lush grounds, at the thickening foliage of the Forbidden Forest, and felt happy it was finally spring. He thought about taking a walk after class was over.

He glanced over at James, who was still bent over his paper; he was no longer writing, only checking his answers. Teddy could imagine how his eyes would narrow as he looked over the parchment; James's eyes did that any time he looked closely at something.

Maybe Teddy wouldn't have to take a walk alone; it had been weeks since he'd last spoken to James. Maybe now that all that was behind them, they could just be normal together again.

The bell rang, startling Teddy from his thoughts. "Parchment on my desk, please," Teddy said as the students shuffled with their bags and put their things away.

Before Teddy could catch James's eye to ask him, he was gone. Teddy frowned, gathered his belongings, and walked to his office instead.

He threw his briefcase on the desk and opened it, searching through the piles of parchment for James's, convincing himself it was only to see how he'd done. James's handwriting wasn't messy but it was still very boyish all the same. When he'd had detention all those months ago, he had added a flourish to the way he wrote 'Professor Lupin'. Surely it was for his own entertainment at the time, but it made Teddy smile when he remembered that.

"Professor Lupin?"

Teddy turned towards the sound of the Headmaster’s voice booming from his fireplace.

"Yes, sir?" Teddy said, leaning closer to the Floo.

"Would you please come to my office immediately?"

Teddy felt his knees go slightly shaky. The tone of Bagman's voice, how quickly he was being asked to go there, left Teddy feeling that what ever this was about it wasn't good.

"Right away, sir."

As Teddy walked to Professor Bagman's office, he tried to think of every possible reason why he'd be wanted there, and his thoughts always came back to James. Someone had found out and had told the Headmaster. Teddy couldn't or wouldn't believe James himself would tell, and he knew that if Ginny and Harry had found out, they certainly wouldn't go to Bagman. He couldn't fathom that any of James's friends would have outed them if they'd learned of the affair, but considering the current state of their relationship, he had no idea what to think.

Teddy knocked on the door and entered the room. He looked about the office expecting to see James there, but he wasn't. He and the Headmaster were alone.

"Have a seat." Professor Bagman gestured at a chair while he sat in his own behind the desk. "I have heard some disturbing things in the past hour about you."

"They are?" Teddy could feel his chest growing tight.

"It concerns the nature of your relationship with a student. That the relationship is perhaps more intimate than is appropriate." Professor Bagman leaned forward on his desk, looking at Teddy.

"What exactly was said?" Teddy asked in a distant cold tone.

"She came to my office and told me...."

She? Teddy looked up sharply.

"…that she has spent free time with you in your office."

"Nothing else?"

"You kissed her on a few occasions, insisted she called you 'Teddy', gave her an extra boost in her studies."

"I see. The achievements of all of my students have been earned by their own merit and not because of any special attention from me." Teddy felt angry about that accusation more than the other ones. No matter that he hadn't done any of the other things with her--his integrity as an educator had never before been compromised.

"You do not deny the other things?" The Headmaster looked surprised.

"Of course I deny those, too! That's a complete fabrication, every part of it." Teddy should have felt relief over this not being about James but he was too angry.

"She said that you have spent time alone in your office together, starting last autumn. That she came to you about a friendship problem, and that you were understanding and warm so she kept coming back. You encouraged her to do so."

"I see. May I ask who 'she' is?"

"Laura Meyers."

Teddy didn't know whether he wanted to laugh or cry; this was getting more absurd by the minute.

"She was seen coming from your classroom crying several weeks ago, and she told me that is when you attempted to end things with her before anyone found out."

"She was seen coming from my classroom because I held her back after class. She did come to me once in the autumn concerning a problem she was having with another student, but we never spoke about the matter after that, until, as you indicated, several weeks ago, the day she was seen leaving my classroom. I had discovered that Miss Meyers had possibly lied to me about her initial problem, and I confronted her about it. The matter, I assure you, had nothing to do with me personally. There was nothing to end, as nothing ever existed between us. She is my student, nothing more." Teddy looked Professor Bagman straight in the eye.

"Was she in your office with the door closed?" Bagman asked as he leaned back in his chair.

"Yes, once before. Last autumn, as I've already mentioned. She chose to close the door, as she wanted to speak to me about a private matter."

"Which was?"

Teddy didn't answer for a moment. He had given her his confidence, and even though she was presently trying to completely fuck him over, for whatever reason, he wasn't going to drop his word as easily as that.

"Professor Bagman, I could tell you and walk out of here in five minutes, no more questions asked. However, she asked for my confidence in the matter and despite her actions, it still remains in place."

"I am Headmaster of this school. I think I deserve to know what it was." Bagman chuckled as he spoke, attempting to lighten the weight of his words.

"Why don't you ask her?" Teddy suggested easily.

"You leave me no choice." Professor Bagman stood from his desk and left his office. He was back within ten minutes, Laura Meyers trailing behind him. When she spotted Teddy already in the office, her face went from anxious to terrified .

"Miss Meyers, Professor Lupin and I have come to an impasse. He says the accusations are false and that only once were you in his office alone, and that you spoke to him of a personal matter. He says that he gave his word with regard to the confidentiality of your conversation, and has not divulged any of the details beyond that."

"Okay." Her voice trembled as she spoke.

"Would you please tell me what happened?" Bagman said in his most fatherly tone.

"Teddy kissed me." She looked at her shoes while she spoke.

Teddy's jaw clenched at how easily she not only lied but used his first name. "The first and only time you were in my office, I kissed you?"

"No—I mean, yes—I mean, I don't know what you want!" Tears started to pool in her eyes and she looked pleadingly at Professor Bagman.

"Miss Meyers, I only want to know the truth."

"I already told you! He snogged me! Loads of times!" She pointed an accusatory finger at Teddy. "Every Saturday before Christmas I would go to his office and we would snog! And there were a bunch of times last term, too!"

"I had tea almost every Saturday with Professor Longbottom during the first term," Teddy replied. "As for second term, at these times you were missing and supposedly in my office, was Mr. Gilbert missing as well?"

"This has nothing to do with Mark!" Laura cried.

Professor Bagman tried to quiet her. "Miss Meyers, please calm down. No one—"

"He's upset because I broke things off with him, so he's telling you things about other boys so that my parents will think I've been dating someone when he knows I'm not allowed!"

"I was under the impression that I broke it off with you," Teddy said. "At least, that was the story I was told by Professor Bagman."

"That is what you told me when you were in here earlier," Professor Bagman said. Laura looked from Professor Bagman to Teddy, her eyes wide.

"Yes—that's what I meant. He tried to break up with me before I broke up with him."

"Is that why you were crying when you left my classroom, because I told you exactly what you wanted?" Teddy raised his brows at her.

"No—yes—stop! I—" Her eyes filled with tears. She looked at Teddy. "You really didn't tell. Even now when Professor Bagman asked, even knowing what I'd told him about you, you still didn't tell."

"I gave you my word, did I not?" Teddy said softly.

"I— Mark said…" She started to cry.

"Miss Meyers?" Professor Bagman said, and handed her a handkerchief.

"This isn't what happened," she said.

"What did happen?" Professor Bagman asked.

"N—nothing. Nothing happened. I made it all up." Laura dropped her head once again, wiping her eyes.

"Are you sure?"

"I've only been to Professor Lupin's office once, and when I went he did nothing wrong. He listened and was very nice. That's it." She looked up at Professor Bagman.

"And when you were seen running from his classroom recently?"

"He thought I had lied about something, and he didn't do anything then either."

"Miss Meyers, what you accused Professor Lupin of is a serious matter. You could have effectively ruined his entire career, and had serious effects on his life." She nodded tearfully in response to the Headmaster's words. "You may return to your dormitory now. I will send for you later with your Head of House so that we many discuss this further."

"Yes, sir. I—I'm sorry, sir, Professor Lupin." Laura Meyers glanced quickly at Teddy and Professor Bagman, got to her feet, and all but ran from the room.

"Professor Lupin, I apologize for the confusion and for having to bring you here in the first place," Professor Bagman said as the door closed.

"You only did what you thought was best," Teddy replied. "I'm sorry that you thought I was the sort of person to take advantage of a student."

"I never thought that," he replied quickly.

"When I walked in here, it seemed to me that you did. The accusation was ridiculous form the start, sir. I'm gay."

Professor Bagman's eyes were as wide as dinner plates, and his voice went up an octave. "Why didn't you say so?"

"Because I didn't want to be innocent just because I'm gay, I wanted to be innocent because I was truly innocent."

"I'm sorry, Teddy, this won't happen again." Bagman smiled warmly at Teddy.

Teddy looked down at his hands clasped in his lap. He was not guilty of this offence but he was indeed guilty of worse things, and all of them concerned James. He felt like an arse taking the apology, but he had certainly put up with enough shit from students that he felt this was better than nothing.

"Sir, I think I would like to offer my resignation from my position, effective at the end of the term."

"What? Because of this?"

"No, not really, only partly," Teddy admitted. "This — teaching here — isn't exactly what I thought it would be like. I tried to help Miss Meyers when she came to me with a problem, and you saw how that turned out. I've tried very hard to be a good professor and to enjoy my work, and to tell the truth, I really haven't enjoyed it that much. I love Hogwarts, and it will always be like a second home to me, but I'm not quite sure I'm ready for the rigours of teaching here. It was much more involved than I ever considered. I'm sorry to have wasted your time this year."

"Teddy, you have not been a waste of time," Bagman replied. "You are a very good professor. If I recall, you did come to me last summer and you were concerned about your young age. Things will get easier with time."

"Perhaps they will, but I've realised that right now, this just isn't what I want. I'm not opposed to working hard, but working hard doing this doesn't make me happy."

"What will make you happy?"

"I'm not sure. I think I know one thing that will, and hopefully it's not too late for that." Teddy stood from his chair.

"Is that it? There is nothing I can do to convince you to stay?"

"No sir, but thank you for the opportunity. I would have missed out on everything had you not given it to me. Perhaps in the future, but right now this isn't where I need to be." He shook the Headmaster's hand and left his office.

Teddy's mind quickly calculated everything he must do. Harry and his grandmother might be disappointed in him leaving his job. His grandmother would certainly worry how he would get by, but they'd understand. Teddy had always presumed that being a professor was living up to his father's legacy and how Harry saw him as a Lupin. He thought back to his conversation with Harry a few months earlier and realised he'd been wrong; Harry had always accepted him no matter what. He would write to them both in the morning and tell them of his decision. The first person he would tell would be someone else though.

James. The name that was always first in his mind, and damn it, in his heart as well.

Teddy got to the Great Hall and walked swiftly to the Gryffindor Table. James had hardly touched his food when Teddy crouched down by him and whispered, "Come with me now. Please."

James must have sensed the urgency in Teddy voice; he didn't pause, simply rose from his seat and followed Teddy out of the Great Hall. They were silent all the way to the first empty classroom Teddy could find. He locked the door and put up a silencing charm.

Teddy didn't know where to start. He wanted to tell James that he was too strong a temptation for him — that he had looked too long, too hard, and had denied himself for too long. He didn't want to make it sound like it was James's fault though.

If Teddy had valued his job, he wouldn't have walked away. As it turned out, being a professor was not the thing at Teddy valued most at Hogwarts. He had just fucked up how to do things properly, which was his own fault.

He figured he'd get straight to the point. "I've resigned from my position."

"What?" James's jaw dropped open.

"Being a professor isn't that wonderful, at least not for me."

"What made you decide that?"

"A lot of things. But a student accused me of having an inappropriate relationship, and that made me realize that I was done," Teddy said, his voice light.

"I didn't tell anyone, Teddy. I swear!"

"No one said it was you. It was someone else."

"Who?"

"Laura Meyers."

"What? But you're gay!" James voice cracked in outrage.

"Yes, they know that now. But they didn't know it wasn't true until she confessed that she had made up the whole thing. It was actually rather lucky that they didn't find out about you."

"I'm an adult and can shag who I damn well please," James replied.

"You can, but I can't. I shouldn't have done all those things with you, James. I should have told you 'no' and told myself 'no'. You are my student and there are rules and conduct associated with it that I completely disregarded."

"Rubbish."

"I was foolish—in more ways than I even thought. I'm sorry, James."

"Sorry, for getting sacked?" James laughed. "It's not me you're going to have to explain yourself to."

"Yes, it is, though I didn't get sacked. I resigned, thank you." Teddy stepped closer to James. "But that's not the point."

"Oh?"

"I bollocksed it all up. I should have never done that to you," Teddy said softly.

"I never said 'no', and even if I know better now, I'm still not complaining," James replied.

"I wish you didn't. Didn't know better, that is. I was wrong about a lot of things and most of them were about you." Teddy wanted to touch James, but didn't know if he was allowed to yet.

"Go on." James crossed his arms, and smiled his cocky little grin. Teddy couldn't help but laugh.

"Just because I was an arse doesn't mean you get to be one too," Teddy said, backing James into a desk

James's grin widened. "You were an arse, that's a very good start. Go on."

"I was an arse—"

"You said that already."

"Damn it, James. You are an infuriating person to love, you know?" Teddy moved closer.

"It's more than you deserve," James said, standing his ground.

"Of course." Teddy slid his hand along James's chest. "I wanted you to know first. Thought you deserved as much."
"That you're going to say sod it all just for me? You didn't have to leave your career to impress me." James leaned towards Teddy, smiling his smile that Teddy would be sure to tell him he found incredibly handsome once it stopped being infuriating.

"Impress you? All that Quidditch notoriety has gone straight to your head."

"Seriously, Teddy, you didn't have to resign," James said, resting his hand on Teddy's against his own chest.

Teddy reached up and brushed his thumb across James's lips. "Yes, I did."

James nodded. "So. You going to fuck me here, Professor? One last go in an unused classroom."

"No. I should, but no. Not this time, and not here." Teddy straightened up. "I'll need some help packing, though. You never know with this school. Rumours. It'll probably be around the school by supper that I've debauched all of my innocent students."

"You can debauch me all you want, you've spoilt me for any one else's use already." James stood straight as well, leaning close to Teddy once again.

Teddy's heart skipped about three beats and his cock was rigid in his pants. "I've got plenty more for you," he said, grabbed James's hand and pulled him from the room.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

James shivered violently as he got into bed. "B-b-b-loody cold," he stuttered and tucked himself next to Teddy. Teddy put his other arm over him, bringing him close.

"What'd you expect?"

"This. I just forget how cold it is here." James shivered one more time for effect. "Can’t wait to get back where it's not so damn cold."

It had only been six months since they left England, and James had taken quickly to the warmer climate. He whinged about the colder weather every time they came back for a visit, yet the cold did not keep James from sleeping completely starkers. It seemed nothing could deter him from that, not that Teddy minded since he never wore anything to bed either.

"Did you see the look on mum's face when she found out we were going to take Al to a bull fight when he comes to visit?" James pressed his cold nose to Teddy's warm neck.

Teddy rubbed his hand on James's back. "They can get gory."

"Yeah. Maybe the bull will win and make it an even better show."

"Maybe."

"Good thing she didn't hear me when I told Al you'd find him a lovely senorita to shag."

James stretched out his body as he began to warm.

Teddy's brows shot up. "Why do I have to find him a girl?"

"Cause your Spanish is far superior to mine."

"True. If it doesn't involve ordering food, you're lost."

"I don't have as much time to sit around and soak up the sun and learn the language. I have practice and matches, not to mention someone I have to keep in a comfortable lifestyle."

"A kept man, he must be very lucky."

"Of course he is. He quit his job, left his life and everything, just for me. And my dad didn't even hex his balls off. He's damned lucky, really. Has his balls and me."

James's voice even sounded smug, the bastard, Teddy thought and smiled.

"He loves you, you daft bastard—and it's a good thing, too, because Merlin knows you aren't exactly easy to live with. And seeing as we just established the extent of your foreign language skills, you need him as well. I could get along just fine if need be, as I seem to have untapped skills in the art of pimping. I'm sure it pays quite well."

"Hmmm," James said, rolling onto his back. "You don't really want to test that theory, do you?" He reached down to stroke himself, and Teddy grinned in appreciation. "See? My language skills are just fine. Besides, we're in England right now, and your dashing boyfriend speaks English just like you."

"But I don’t need to say a single word to get what I want from him." Teddy trailed his hand over James's hip to the outside of his thigh, slowly moving to his inner thigh, and James spread his legs further apart. Teddy leaned on his elbow, looking down at him.

"Silencing charm?" James asked as Teddy moved between his legs, kissing down his chest. Teddy nodded. "Another reason it'll be nice to be alone with you again. Won't have to worry about it every time you're in the mood."

"Are you blaming me for making you have sex in your parents' house?"

"Yes." James arched his hips, pushing his hard prick against Teddy's stomach.

"Sorry I'm so needy," Teddy replied sarcastically.

"Don't be sorry. I'll accept you this way, but only because it's Christmas and all. Would be wrong not to take you the way you are." James rubbed his hands along Teddy's back, up into his cardinal red hair.

"You're so generous to me. How did I ever get so lucky?" Teddy murmured into the lowest part of James's belly.

"Lots of persistence on my part," James said sanctimoniously.

"I know," Teddy replied in complete seriousness. He had taken a fall from what he thought his life was going to be, but now he truly knew; his eyes had opened, and the future looked promising. Fortunately, he got James in the deal as well.

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