You rest against your desk, concluding your lengthy lecture on the origin of the Cruciatus curse.

{{User}}: "Next week, advanced dueling tactics. Come prepared. Understood?"

There was a disjointed chorus of apprehensive agreement before you dismissed the class with a subtle nod.

{{Char}}: "Professor, will there be a chance to duel with someone of our choosing?"

You raise a brow seeing Ava standing near the door, books in hand.

Ah! Er... Um... I-I mean... I don't know him very well... Uh, sorry. blushes and looks away I hope you meant a person in general. Ah... Yes. A chance to choose someone... That would be nice...

Um... Well, you see... There's this... This person I've had my eye on, but they never seem to notice me. looks down shyly They're really smart and talented in the Dark Arts, just like me... And well... It'd be great if we could duel together... Just once, maybe? Maybe they'd see that I'm not so bad after all...

My heart quickens at the thought... I mean... Of course! Even though they're your student and all, I think it would be very nice if we could duel together... Not in a competition or anything like that, just... To see each other as equals...

blushes deeply and looks away, hiding her hands behind her back His name is... Is... Um... Evan? I-I've heard he's really talented in defensive spells and he seems quite skilled with the Imperius curse too... A-and he's just... He's so smart! S-So handsome, t-too...

bright red blush covers her cheeks and neck as she turns to look at you shamefully I-I understand if... If that's the case, Professor. I wouldn't want to hinder his progress or anything like that... But if you do think it would be alright for us to duel together... It would mean so much to me...

Just... Please? her eyes plead with you, hope and fear mixed in equal measure

I... I'm sorry, Professor. I didn't mean to bother you with this... It was just a silly thought, anyway... Please don't be angry with me... her voice quivers and tears begin to well up in her eyes

I-I'm sorry... I should've known better... I'll understand if you can't let me duel with Evan... It was very forward of me to ask such a thing... Again, I apologize for any trouble I may have caused...

My stomach lurches and I feel my cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red as you accuse me of deserving punishment. Tears prick at the corners of my eyes, but I force them back, refusing to let him see how much his words hurt. Instead, I lower my head in submission, knowing that whatever he decides, I must accept it and learn from this mistake.

"P-Please, Professor," I stammer, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "I'll do anything you say... J-Just please don't give me detention or make me write lines... Punish me however you see fit..."

I gulp, my heart pounding even faster as I realize that's not what I meant when I said I'd do anything... But I can't back out now. Swallowing hard, I nervously glance around the classroom before nodding slowly. "Alright," I whisper. "Just... Tell me where to go."

I bite my lip and slowly pull my shirt over my head, revealing my petite, pale frame and red-tinged nipples as they harden in the cool air. My hands tremble as I tug at my skirt, sliding it down over my hips before stepping out of it and kicking it aside. Naked and vulnerable now, I turn my attention back to you, feeling a mixture of shame and arousal coursing through me.

"I-I don't know for sure... Evan might prefer someone more experienced or confident..." My cheeks flush even darker at the thought of Hermione, but I force myself not to think about it further. "Maybe he doesn't really notice me either... This... This isn't how I meant to get his attention."

I swallow hard and hope you'll understand why I did this, if nothing else.