School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall & Michi)
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				Title: <strong>School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 22:07:09</strong>
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				Salem Witches Institute was very much a sister school of Hogwarts. It taught the same subjects and even used a sorting system. It placed students on much the same grounds as Hogwarts did. Though it didn't have the Sorting Hat. Instead they used various types of magics to get inside a student's head, making sure to stay out of private thoughts, and determine what house they belonged in. For the most part, the housing system wasn't too important. Just a way to split students up between the teachers so one teacher wasn't stuck dealing with every issue. Many times a choice could be overturned if a teacher felt they were unfairly placed or that teacher had twice as many students as another. They tried to keep it as even as possible. <br><br>For the most part, the students behaved. There was the usual teenage drama, but nothing too serious ever broke out. The student completed the seven standard years of schooling and then went on to do whatever training their chosen positions required, if there was any. <br><br>Abigale Jones was a fairly average girl when it came to looks and an average student when it came to her grades. She passed her classes, some just barely. She had a fair amount of friends and was generally nice to the people she met. Though being a sixteen year old girl, she was sometimes subject to her hormones and found herself snapping at people when frustrated and getting flustered when around a boy she liked. Physically she wasn't much different from any other brunette girl. It bounced a bit on her back when she walked and her bangs usually got in the way of her hazel eyes. About the only thing different about her appearance was the fact that she was a bit shorter than the other girls and she did have rather nice, soft skin. <br><br>In her schooling she'd had her share of boyfriends and short romances, but one guy always stood out to her. The one that she was sure never looked at her as more than a person to tutor. James Hartnett. He was a year older than her and was, in her opinion, gorgeous. She'd seen him on the first day of her schooling and he'd been assigned by their Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher to tutor her. She wasn't failing the class at the time, but close to it. Abigale couldn't remember actually learning anything in their private lessons. For the most part she just stared at him and hid behind her hair blushing whenever he looked at her. As they got older, her friends had told her it was just a silly crush and helped her get her first boyfriend. Spending time with other guys had helped her to open up more to James.<br><br>Now, at the age of sixteen, she was just a year away from legal (Wizard World) adulthood. She was still average looking, but her grades had picked up. Her grades, combined with the lack of trouble she got into, had allowed her to become Prefect of their dorm. At least one of the Prefects. James was the other. That made her very happy. That meant they got to spend more time together, beyond the tutoring he still had to give her. The only class her grade hadn't improved in was Defense Against the Dark Arts, strangely. Secretly she kept her grade down for the purpose of keeping those tutoring lessons.<br><br>Now it was the start of a new year and she bounced happily over to him, "Hi, James," she smiled sweetly, standing straight up and arching her back slightly so he could see the Prefect badge pinned over her left breast, "Looks like I'm going to be helping you out this year," Abigale smiled again, "So, did you have a good summer?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 23:57:15</strong>
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				This school was unsettling, every year closer to total independance. Each semester just a stepping stone to get his own life started. The classes were almost too easy, now, and James was just feeling restless. The air in the common room was energetic with all the new first years and returning second and thirds. The people were filing about, seeming to be herded to their gender-controlled bedrooms by those who knew where they were going. James's own flesh crawled with the idea that he was almost done.<br><br>Classes started tomorrow, and all of it was a refresher course on everything James and his peers had already learned. Lolling his head backward in dismay, he accidentally struck his head on the shelf behing him. A portrait nearby hissed in empathetic pain, but it did draw a chuckle out of a few of the youger students. James chewed on his lip and scratched the back of his head. He wondered how he had even gotten the badge on his chest.<br><br>He was contemplating the thought when he heard someone talking to him. It was Abigale, one of the students he had tutored the past couple years. She was a homely girl and had several endearing qualities and features, but James knew she liked him. He felt a little constrained, however, as he had always had off and on relationships with girls his own grade, or even older, so he wasn't exactly sure how to reject her feelings in a way to not seem insensitive. So he left her with her thoughts and did nothing to confirm or deny his feelings.<br><br>"Hey, Abs," James retorted, standing a little more relaxed. He smirked and soon responded to the question, "I passed my Apparition exam and I went to Miami almost immediately afterward. I only lost one finger." He held up his hand, showing a very defined scar around his middle finger. "But we fixed it."<br><br>James smiled and ran his hand through his hair. It was moderately long, outlining his face with its light brown color. His green eyes were partially hidden by his bangs, but he saw fairly clearly. He tucked his hand behind his head, then noticed the badge on her breast. His eyes gleamed with happiness, he couldn't help but be proud of her. <br><br>"Hey, congrats," he said in an excited voice, "Good job."
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 04:05:26</strong>
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				James was the only person that got her flustered anymore. Abby wasn't the same easily embarrassed girl she was in her first few years. Now it took a great deal of pestering to get her riled up. Yet when James told her 'congrats' and 'good job' she nearly broke into a fit of giggles. Her friends always asked how she really knew that she liked him and that was how. He was the only guy that made her blush. He didn't even have to speak to her. A simple eye contact and nod of his head from across the breakfast table made her bury her head in her arms to keep everyone from seeing just how red her face could get.<br><br>For now, she managed to focus herself, mostly due to the fact that she was partially keeping an eye on the first years. Abigale cocked her head to the side a bit and looked at the scar and laughed a little, "I guess it could of been worse. People have lost their heads or legs. I'd rather lose a finger than my whole arm. I can't wait to take my Apparition exam. I turn seventeen a month before school gets out. So my parents will probably let me take it when I get home. I don't think I'd go anywhere immediately though. How was the beach?" she almost lost control of her blushing again as she thought about him laying on a sandy beach in nothing but swimming trunks.<br><br>Thankfully, before he could answer, Emma Parker came running over to them. She was Abigale's best friend and a rather good looking girl. In many ways she was like Abby, but instead of long, straight, lifeless hair like Abby, she was graced with thick, bouncy hair. Instead of being a few inches too short, she was a few inches too tall, coming almost eye to eye with James. Most of all, and the thing Abigale hated the most, was that she could fill out a skirt and tight shirt much better than Abigale could. They had the same features, but Emma was just built better. Sometimes Abigale wondered if the only reason others, and herself, thought she was homely was because she was standing next to Emma. The only thing Abby had over her friend was grades, Abigale's were greatly better. Unfortunately, that didn't draw the guys to her at dances or trips into town. Abby was left with whatever guys Emma didn't want, though she never complained about that. They were nice enough and once they realized Emma didn't want them, they were okay with settling for her.<br><br>"Hey, James," Emma knew her friend had a thing for James and so never tried to flirt with him. Overall, he wasn't her type anyways, "Abby, there's a first year, Muggle-born crying her eyes out in her dorm. I think she's freaking out because she's the only Muggle-born in her room and the others might be trying to scare her or something. You should probably go talk to her and calm her down before she packs up and hops a train back home."<br><br>"Oh...ummm...right," she smiled a little, "Bye, James," she started to give him a flirty smile, but Emma dragged her off by the arm. They jogged up the stairs to the girls rooms, stopping in front of Emma's door. Abby perked an eyebrow curiously, "So what room is she in?"<br><br>"Who? Oh, that. There's no girl crying. I made that up. I had to get you away from him. You were getting all dreamy-eyed," Emma snickered, "Anyways, Brad Oakley and Mike Jones want to meet us after classes tomorrow by that big tree in the courtyard. Wanna?"<br><br>Abby rolled her eyes at the 'dreamy eyed' comment, "School just started and you're already getting a boyfriend?"<br><br>"We gotta hit the ground running," she smiled, "So, is that a yes?" Abigale sighed and nodded, "Great. Now you have to show me your prefect room after lights out. You get a room all to yourself this year. I'm so jealous...So get back to directing the newbies and stay away from James. We don't need you drooling all over yourself," Emma teased before disappearing into her room. <br><br>Abigale did go back down to help out with the first years and did stay away from James as best she could, though not because of Emma. She never realized before what a mess the first years were. It took her nearly all night to get all the girls into their rooms and settled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 05:13:13</strong>
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				After a brief pause to think, James was interrupted by Emma. True, she was much more attractive than Abigale, but it was something James could only shrug at. He really had other preferences. As she began talking to Abigale, however, a flash of concern smothered his face and then he realized he was helpless. Being a male already excluded him from being of assistance. Cohabitation was still greatly frowned upon. Even between same-sex, at least on the same bed. James nodded as Abby left and he turned to look at his crowd of tumultuous males.<br><br>A paper swan flew past his head, causing him to duck. He withdrew his wand from his robed, which were a deep red, and different from the others, as black was unsightly. He was soon swallowed by the mob of males, trying to find the prankster that was sending paper birds dive-bombing at people's heads. This took the better part of the hour. <br><br>As the day began to wane, James was left in the common room with his closest friend. Unfortunately, he was a man of simple pleasures and ogled every female that walked by. James, at this time, was dressed plainly. He wore a dark green A-shirt and a pair of khaki pants with multi-colored natural sandals. He carried his head in his hands, tired, but not enough to sleep.<br><br>"Dude," James heard, "Jay... you gay?"<br><br>"What the Hell, Rob?" James replied, lifting his head and staring at his blonde-haired friend Robby. "What in the world would make you think I was gay?"<br><br>"I've never seen you with a chic, bro," Robby replied coily. He stuffed his shirt into his mouth as he gawked at a fourth year that walked by, the wheels in his head turning, and steam almost poured out of his ears. <br><br>"Look... that's rape," James said, to a shake of Rob's head. "Oh... yeah... you're 16- Whatever! It doesn't matter!" James shook his head and rubbed his temples. "I asked you to come down here with me to chill and help me get to sleep... not baby watch."<br><br>Rob shot James a glare and sneered, turning his full attention back to his friend. Rob tucked his hands under his shirt and thought for a minute. "Dude, you're way older than me... I have no clue what to tell you. You have a massive four-post bed to yourself, a bathroom that only eight of you can use, and an anywhere goes pass to everywhere except the girls' rooms. Go do something, ... awww yeah..."<br><br>James lifted his brow and stared at Rob, "What?"<br><br>"You seen Em?" Rob asked. James nodded. "She's a fox."<br><br>James groaned and shoved his head back in his hands.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 16:40:33</strong>
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				Once all the first years seemed settled, she met back up with Emma to show her the female Prefect room. It was a lovely room, though not too big since it only housed one person. The four-post bed took up most of the room, but there was also a dresser, closet, and a small desk, "Abby, this is great. I'm jealous. If only guys were allowed up here. You could have sleep overs all the time," she smirked.<br><br>"I think that's why boys aren't allowed up here," Abigale smiled as she flopped down on the bed. It was warm and soft with lots of blankets. Abby was in her Muggle clothing now as well, having tossed her school robes into the corner of the room for the time being. Till she decided to change into her night clothes, she was wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans. Simple, but comfortable. Her tennis shoes hung over the edge of the bed, "Is sex all you think about?"<br><br>"Oh course not. I think about making out and how to make boys drool over me too," both the girls giggled, "So, you gonna try and get James to ask you up to his Prefect room for a little private tutoring this year or am I going to have to run interference everyday?" Emma got her answer when Abigale threw a pillow at her, "Fine, but don't blame me Mike breaks it off with you because you can't keep yourself from going all googoo eyed when James walks by. That's why Jason, Henry, Mark, and Dean broke up with you. <em>Oh James! Teach me, James!</em> Isn't that what you said while fooling around with Dean last year after the the first of the year dance?" Emma mocked Abby's voice.<br><br>Abigale sat up and glared at her friend, "They broke up with me so they could screw you and I didn't say that! I only called James' name instead of Dean's. I never said anything about 'teach me'."<br><br>"I never screwed any of them after they broke up with you," it was surprisingly easy to have sex in a school with so many restrictions. One just had to know where and when. Abigale and Emma were very close friends and neither ashamed of the fact that they had fooled around with a lot of the same guys or even with each other. They'd perfected their kissing on each other when younger and both were willing to admit that they didn't mind exploring each other body in an effort to figure out their own, "And I didn't see you complaining when my ex wanted to get up your skirt in the middle of Charms class last year."<br><br>"Whatever..." Abby shrugged a bit, "I don't wanna talk about guys right now. You're turning sixteen on Friday. What do you wanna do for your birthday?"<br><br>Emma snickered before answering, "<em>What</em> do I wanna do or <em>who</em> do I wanna do? You know we can't talk about my birthday if we're not talking about guys."<br><br>"Slut," they both giggled again. The two talked for a few hours before Abby started yawning. Promising to hang out after classes tomorrow, Emma wandered off to her own room and Abby settled down to get some sleep.<br><br>Of course it was difficult to sleep when she'd just seen James for the first time in three months. All she could think about was what he might look like in swimming shorts. God, she felt like such a pervert. At least she didn't have classes with James, him being a year ahead of her, otherwise she'd never pay attention to her teachers. She idly wondered if James had gone to any nude beaches while in Florida. Her face flushed and she shoved it, groaning in frustration, under her pillow.<br><br>It took a few hours, but she managed to fall asleep and was woke, quite suddenly, the next morning by her clock. She had to help the first years find all their classes and help direct the second years around since most likely forgot where things were. Generally, people figured out where everything was by their third year. But first, "Breakfast."<br><br>Abigale dressed quickly, pulling on her school robes over a pair of black pants and a black t-shirt. She ran down the stairs to the large dining room and found a seat next to Emma, who seemed to be in a teasing mood today, "Sleep well? Not gonna spill orange juice all over yourself this year when James walks by, are you?"<br><br>"Bite me," but that was all forgotten as the two of them started talking with various friends that they hadn't seen since the end of last year.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 17:58:44</strong>
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				James and Robby sat up for a while longer before, "Look, Jay... I gotta go beat one out."<br><br>James gave him an awful stare and Rob just said, "What?!"<br><br>James shook his head and sighed, this was Rob's cue to leave. As he was leaving, James went ahead and took off his shirt, admiring his near flawless tan. He was exactly two shades darker. With a smirk, he stood up and turned around, face to face with another sixth year girl. She flushed immediately and James smiled sheepishly, his own embarrassment darkening his face. He side-stepped around her, and she just stared.<br><br>"Uhm.. haa... I'm sorry," James said, before turning and beginning his hike up the stairs. He quickly shut his door and faceplanted on his bed. Then he realized he wasn't carrying his shirt anymore. James lifted his head then thrust it back into the pillow, hard. Of course he would drop it. He fell into a troubled sleep. <br><br>As Abigale and Emma were at breakfast, there was a little red-headed girl sitting a few seats away from their group, bragging about how she had seen their male prefect shirtless. And she even had the shirt to prove it. She even offered to pull it out of her satchel. <br><br>James had woken up like he had for the past week: sitting upright and panting with beads of sweat on his forehead. He never remembered his dreams, but they all had the same effect. He'd wake up aroused beyond all reason and tired, like he had actually done something dirty.<br><br>"Accio Robes!" He said after grabbing his willow wand from the nightstand. This began the process of dressing himself and then dropping in on the common room, to find the rest of the individuals who didn't eat breakfast. Now, it became his job to be a traffic cop and direct all of the starting students to their first class. His own was starting at 7:45 inside the Charms room. He had just made it out to the main atrium when he heard a pop. He immediately went to check out what it was. And, to his dismay, he found a first year that landed on one of her vials after tripping. James sighed and began his trek towards the medical ward. This was already a dour day.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 18:43:48</strong>
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				Abigale had been busy talking to one of her friends when Emma pointed out that the red-head was talking about James being shirtless. It wasn't fair. She knew James better than that girl did and she'd never once got to see him shirtless. Emma had promised never to flirt with him, preferring a more rougher type of guy anyway, but that didn't keep other girls from flirting with him. She knew he was popular among the girls, but also knew he'd never dated a girl younger than himself. So while she wasn't upset that the red-head was talking about how his chest looked, she was upset that she hadn't got to see it. Abby bet it was nice and tanned from the beach.<br><br>"Janet, hand over the shirt," she said softly and held her hand out, "You should of returned it to him last night instead of keeping it like that. He's a prefect and you shouldn't be trying to show off other people's clothing like that. I can't stop you from talking about him, but you should have a little more respect than to talk about it at the breakfast table," the girl glared as she forked over the green shirt, "Next time, return it to him. It's not a trophy."<br><br>Emma snickered behind her, knowing full well Abigale could only do that now because she was a prefect. Otherwise, Abby would of only been able to complain about the girl having James' shirt. She watched Abby lay the shirt across her lap and leaned over, "Awww...how sweet. Protecting precious James's dignity," which was responded with a muffin being thrown at her head and Abigale getting up to leave, "Where you goin', our first class isn't till nine?"<br><br>"I have to go give this back to James and help the first years around," though she was much more interested in finding James.<br><br>After directing a few kids to various classes, she resolved to hunt down James. It was only by chance that she walked by the infirmary on her way to meet up with Emma, when she saw him walking a first year to the Healer. Prefects and the Head Boy/Girl were allowed to be late for classes the first few days since they were expected to take care of the younger students before themselves, so she trotted in after him. Abby didn't really want to give the shirt back, but Janet would likely make a comment about it to him later and he'd know she had his shirt. It was enough that she felt he might know about her crush on him. She didn't need confirmation of that right now or him knowing she was stowing his shirt away under her pillows.<br><br>"Hey, James," she walked up to him once the Healer took the younger student, "I found something of yours," she pulled out the dark green shirt and held it out to him, "Some girl was trying to show it to the others at breakfast and I snagged it back for you. I think she likes you," her own cheeks turned a little pink, "Hard to believe a sixth year would act like that. She was acting like a little kid. You'd think she'd be a little more mature," she the time being, she couldn't get the pink flush to her face to go away. All she could think about was what it his chest looked like.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 19:04:23</strong>
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				The nurse took over James's escort and took the injured first year over to an empty bed. The nurse thanked him and waved, to which he turned around and was met by Abigale's, "Hey James!"<br><br>"Hello," he said a little surprised. Then he listened in rapture at her story and slowly started to blush. He noted her own flushing cheeks, but he felt ready to die of embarrassment. He grabbed the shirt and shoved it into a pocket in his maroon robes. The sgirt didn't need stuffing, the pocket was enchanted to be near bottomless. Everything he shoved into it could be recalled with his wand. But it became incredibly heavy if he didn't empty it once in a while.<br><br>James nodded his head and thanked her, his mouth almost seamless after hearing about a girl flaunting him and his shirt like he was a prize. Something made him look at the clock, and the lightning bolt minute hand wobbled over the 7:35 mark. He still had time to not be late.<br><br>"Where you goin' now?" James asked, his body moving towards the door and opening it. He was greeted by Emma's stern-looking face staring at Abigale. James looked at her with a curious expression, "You lost, too, Em?"<br><br>He rubbed his chin in a nervous gesture, knowing that Emma was going to save Abby from him and steal her away for the rest of the day. "You guys need an escort to class, Abs? Emma?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 19:44:39</strong>
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				Abby watched him shove the shirt away and noted his blushing. For such a handsome guy, she'd never really heard any girls talk about him sexually. She once wondered if he was a virgin, if so, she'd be amazed. Then again, most of the guys she dated were perverts to begin with, whether they had been virgins or not before dating her. It was a sweet thought that James might be a gentle lover. Abby had admitted some of her fantasies to Emma and they ranged from James being a gentle lover to a rough pervert, "Oh, ummm...Herbology."<br><br>Abigale was a little annoyed that Emma had found her and returned the stern stare, "Yes!" Abby beamed at James as he offered to escort them.<br><br>"No! I don't think we do, James. We've been here for six years. I think we know where our classrooms are. Thanks for the offer though...come on, Abby, we need to talk about our dates tonight with Brad and Mike," she pulled on her friend's robes and Abby stumbled off after her.<br><br>"Bye, James!" she smiled and waved rather frantically at him as they rounded the corner, "Emma, why'd you do that?"<br><br>"Because you would of spent the whole way ogling him and tripping over yourself. It's really embarrassing when you do that. You seriously need to get over this crush. All the girls know James doesn't date younger than himself. I'd be shocked if James hasn't figured out you like him and is just being nice to you because he feels bad about it. He's graduating this year and you'll probably never see him again. So just get over it."<br><br>Abby didn't respond. She just crossed her arms and walked with her friend. Emma might of been harsh, but she was at least honest. Other girls would of told her to just keep trying and to keep her head up, that James would eventually ask her out. Emma was okay with telling the truth about it. Though, no matter what Emma said, she could still keep her private thoughts and fantasies about James. <br><br>Rather pathetically, she thought, she was looking forward to not having to share a room with anyone else and being able to use the private bathroom to bathe. Girls, and probably guys, had trouble finding private places to take care of themselves, so at least she could do that. Abby thought she might need to do that soon. Probably tonight or the next night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 07:36:05</strong>
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				"Have fun in Herbology!" he called after Abby. She may have been imfatuated with him, but he liked her company. She was the closest he had to a female friend here, and Emma seemed to be her kryptonite. James stepped out of the infirmary and began his walk to his class. Upon arrival, he picked a seat close to the front, already reserved for him by another seventh year named Grey Antoine. As James stepped closer he reached forward and fist bumped his second closest friend. His only among the other seventh years. <br><br>James slid past his chair and sat down deftly into the chair that he pulled out with his wand. Grey examined him closely as James sat, stuck the tip of his wand in his pocket and heard, "Accio." Undoubtedly, he was curious when he saw a large text explode from James's pocket in a sudden burst of movement. Grey even jumped when it flew up onto the desk with a loud smack. <br><br>"You were looking right at it, dude," James said, staring at Grey.<br><br>"Foo', it doesn't mean it ain't gonna explode or some shit," Grey retorted, glaring at James with tight lips. "You use your magic too much, you yank."<br><br>"Aww... come one Chocolate Bear-"<br><br>"Dude. I hate that."<br><br>"- you and I have known each other for how long? And I haven't blown anything up in your face yet. Even when we had to!"<br><br>Grey shook his head and opened his book slowly, staring at the pages with a dim expression. He wasn't the best at magic, but he was perhaps the coolest black guy James had ever known. Even though James wore the badge, Grey was the real enforcer. He had already gone through the internship to be an Auror and had aced every Defense class he had ever taken. That was his aim in life. James admired him, even if Grey didn't really like the nicknames James gave him. Smiling inwardly, Jame flipped open his own book and began to listen to the teacher.<br><br>At the end of class, Grey and James walked out together talking about the various charms they had learned. Each one testing them on various inanimate objects. A torch fell over limp, spilling the fire onto the floor which was then controlled to make into a woman dancing. James laughed at Grey's only perversion. He made her have a giant ass. The fire soon burnt up and the torch was reformed and then reignited and the two continued walking down the hall together, chatting about more idle things.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 17:56:40</strong>
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				Abigale and Emma spent most of the morning in classes, but finally got a free period after lunch. This year and the next were mostly about taking the classes that would further your career goals. Many sixth years had a lot of free periods and some had none. Luckily, Emma and Abby had landed near exact schedules. Probably because they had chosen the same career. Both wanted to be Healers. This was surprising since one had to get nearly top grades in several classes during their last two years of schooling to even consider that. Most wouldn't believe that Emma Parker had the brains to do it, but she did. Behind her raging hormones, she was able to force herself to study. Abby had a little less trouble controlling herself and usually got a few marks higher than Emma did.<br><br>During their free period, the two girls compared their schedules and Emma became furious when she finally realized that she didn't have a Potions class. Apparently she'd slacked off a little too much the year before and her grade for the class was below the required level to continue it, "Maybe you should of had your head in a book instead of between Jack Castelo's legs last year at exams," Abby smirked.<br><br>"That's not funny, Abigale," Emma snapped and her friend stopped smiling. When Emma stopped using 'Abby' that meant she wasn't joking around, "If I don't pass potions, then I can't be a Healer. You have to get through Transfiguration, Herbology, Charms, Defence Against the Dark Arts, and Potions. They won't even consider you if you don't have good marks in Potions the last two years of schooling. I'll never get it if I don't take Potions at all. I have to go talk to Professor Marat," that was the head of their house, "...and see how much low my mark was to not make it in the class. Maybe I can do some extra credit or something and get in the class. You could be a little more worried for me about this and not make jokes. It's not like I have a private tutor or anything. The only reason you even passed Defense Against the Dark Arts is because you have James," Emma started shoving all her things back into her bag and was off too quickly for Abby to say anything<br><br>Abigale did feel bad about it. They'd decided to be Healers together when they were in their second year. It was upsetting to think that Emma might of ruined their plans by screwing off in one class. More so if it was only by a few points and Emma couldn't convince their Head of House to work a way around it.<br><br>Feeling upset, she decided to head on to her next class early. It was her own Charms class, but Emma didn't have it. She'd chosen to keep Charms, even though it wasn't completely necessary. As class went on she felt more and more upset, but more so by Emma's comment about James. It was true that she was still being tutored in the class, but not because she couldn't do it on her own. She liked spending time alone with him and that was one of the few ways to achieve that. She'd never made herself out to be a moron, just kept her grades fluctuating enough to have to have a tutor now and then. She always passed her exams easily, but not because of James. In truth, she already knew the things he was supposedly teaching her.<br><br>At dinner, Emma apologized for snapping and said that their Head of House would see about getting her into the potions class, "It's okay. You know, I really should talk to James about the tutoring thing. You're right, I should just get over him and what better way to start than to stop the whole tutor thing. It's not like I really needed it. I only kept it up because I like him. I'll tell him when I see him next," she smiled. Abby didn't intend on getting over James, but she knew it was kind of silly to keep pretending to be stupid in a class for him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 18:51:55</strong>
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				James and Grey separated, each taking a different class next. It was a boring Potions class, in which they perfected a snake repellant and a potion that could enlarge an intended body part. After the lengthy whispers about breast and penis enhancement, then the subsidiary about the envy of either, James was happy to get out of there. He had stashed both of his potions in a safe drawer inside his robe, so as not to have them loose or damaged while he walked. His book was shoved in next and he felt a small pull as it landed on its own shelf. <br><br>"Great, gotta empty some things..." <br><br>Lunch was uneventful, but he made it quick so as he could run back up to the common room (thankfully no one bugged him on his way there), where he began pulling items from his own pocket. It took a great deal of memory to remember, but a surfboard, wetsuit, snorkel, tanning oil, several changes of clothes, condoms, K.Y., and then a large beachball were pulled out, and he felt much lighter. Hiding the sexual paraphinalia from view beneath the clothes, he took the things up to his room and kicked open his trunk. This too appeared bottomless, but it had many compartments for use that would allow him to stow everything. He carefully began to set the items inside, almost falling in once or twice from over-extending his reach. But after a few minutes, he was picking himself up and dusting himself off.<br><br>James walked back downstairs to find a few more seventh years and a sixth year talking. It seemed that the older boys were callously flirting with a sheepish girl. James bit his lip and walked over to them. They immediately dispersed and He looked at the girl. "Thanks."<br><br>"No problem," James replied. "Let me know if they bother you again." She nodded.<br><br>It was time for his last class of the day, which was an advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts, which flew by fairly quickly. It wasn't quite dinner time, so he decided to visit the Herbology instructor to ask a few questions. That, again, didn't take long, but she seemed to appreciate his company more than he intended her to. Creepy teachers, even if attractive, were a complete set=off. He took his time walking back to the dining hall, occasionally helping others and pointing them in the right direction. Before he reached the front door, he ran into Rob, who was swooning over some girl. It was the same sixth year from before, so James decided to intervene.<br><br>"Hey, Robby," James called out, and, oddly enough, she seemed disappointed when he called to him, interrupting their conversation. James changed his tune and just said, "Usual spot, right?"<br><br>"Not tonight," Rob replied, "I got some company." He winked and smirked, leaving James to eat by himself. <br><br>When James was done, he walked past everyone, leading a trail of first and second years back to the House compartment. Upon arrival, James decided something. He needed a bath. He smelt of potions, which was rose petals, belladonna, and lots of ginger. He wasn't very pleased with himself smelling like such a fruit. As the younger students dispersed to their rooms, James was left standing in the common room. His head pounding from his Prefect duties. And he was presented with another reason to take a bath. One of the oils was meant to soothe bodily aches.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 19:35:27</strong>
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				Abigale didn't actively seek out James, as that would of looked bad to do with Emma around. Sometimes she thought that James really might be Emma's type of guy and her friend was just being nice about it. Abby knew better than that, though. She knew Emma only had her best interest at heart. It really was unhealthy for her to harbor feelings for someone like that. More so when she knew that the chance of James liking her was unlikely. To keep thinking about it like she had for the past six years just wasn't right. It was one thing to have a crush, but sometimes she felt obsessive.<br><br>"So, you wanna go meet Brad and Mike?" Emma snapped her back to attention.<br><br>"Ummm...I think I'll pass today...I think I inhaled too much fumes in Potions today. You're lucky you were there. Whatever that stuff the Professor was brewing smelled terrible. I think I'll just help the first years out, do some work, and then head to bed," she rolled her eyes as Emma glared at her, "Tell them Mike that I'll just meet up with him tomorrow. He's a sixth year too. I'm sure he's had a long day as well."<br><br>"And what better way to relax after a long day than to make out under the trees?" Emma was trying to convince her to change her mind.<br><br>Abby shook her head, "No thanks. I think I'll just check out the Prefect bathroom. I hear it's amazing. I'd rather relax in a bubble bath than to pretend to enjoy Mike trying to figure out how to unhook my bra without looking. I made out with him last year and he ended up pulling so hard on my strap that it snapped and left a welt on my back for a week. I'll pass on that."<br><br>Helping out the first year girls proved to be rather easy. Most of them just settled into their rooms or the common room to start their first day of homework. Other than a few Muggle-Borns complaining about never getting this much homework in Muggle Schooling, it was fairly uneventful.<br><br>While the Prefect bathroom was private from the other students, the Prefects were allowed to come home as they pleased. Occasionally, other students were sneaked in by their Prefect boyfriend or girlfriend. And, supposedly, it wasn't too uncommon to find a male Prefect masturbating. Abby was sure the girls did it too. After all, she intended to. Being with someone else was great, but she really did get more pleasure out of doing it herself. There was none of that awkwardness in trying to get someone else to do what you liked or trying to find a mutual ground so that you both got pleasure at the same time. Plus, there was something satisfying about being able to get herself off. It was very relaxing.<br><br>She slipped into the large bathroom, glad to see that it was empty. Abigale was in awe at how beautiful it was. The tub was large enough to fit all the Prefects comfortably. It was huge! She was almost giddy about it as she quickly shed her school robe and stripped down to her underwear and bra. She sprinted over to the faucets and studied each one to figure out what they did. The obvious ones were hot and cold water, but there were about fifty other ones that spewed out different color foams and different scented bubbles. A few even seemed to have massage oils and bath oils. There was even one that spouted out rose petals instead of any water or soap.<br><br>As the tub started to fill, she sat on the edge of it, having shed her bra and underwear finally, and kicked her feet in the warm water. It felt good and it all smelled good too. Once it was filled high enough, she slipped in and her head fell back on the edge, "Oh god..." it was the perfect temp and the smell of soap she picked filled her nose wonderfully. It smelled like the beach.<br><br>That scent quickly brought to mind the fact that James had said he was at the beach. Abby couldn't help but think about what he would of looked like laying shirtless in the sand. Blushing, she slipped a hand down between her thighs, inhaling sharply as her fingernails brushed against her private lips, "Ah...James..." her voice purred softly as she imagined them laying naked together on the beach. His fingers down between her legs instead of her own.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 22:19:24</strong>
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				James had since changed from his robes. He was wearing an outfit similar to what he had the night before. A tight-fitting muscle shirt and a pair of work-out shorts. He was trying to find a good time to sneak out without anyone bothering him, but, then again, curfew had been enacted for all of the younger years. He stepped out of his room, a personal towell draped over his shoulder and his iPod in his hand. James crept down the stairs, peeking into the rooms, making sure noone was still awake to bother him. He desperately wanted to bathe. <br><br>Finally, he reached the common room. There, he saw Grey and a boy named Simon sitting in front of the fireplace, chatting about their classes. They seemed engrossed, and, since there was no harm in their talking, James walked by and just gave a wave to Grey. Grey returned the gesture with a head nod, and then a comment, "Enjoy the bath, you lucky S.O.B."<br><br>"Thanks, Choco," James retorted, stepping out of the common room and into the main hall. Thankfully, the bathroom wasn't too far away, but to beat out the noise from the frames, he stuck his headphones in and pressed play. He listened casually to the music as he walked towards the bathroom. He had already begun stripping at that point, figuring that the pictures hadn't gotten a show in some time. As he slipped off his shirt, he threw that over his other shoulder. With a smirk, he ran his fingers over his body, proud to have accomplished such a tonage. He remembered when he was a little pudgy in his first few years.<br><br>James pressed his hand against the knob, but his fingers had somehow laced the headphones and pulled them out as he opened the door. It took a moment to register the music stopping suddenly and the jerky pain in his ear, but he realized something else, shortly upon entering. He heard his name. But not just his name... it was his name in a moan. His eyes adjusted to the room and he saw, and recognized her brown hair, the curves of her shoulders. The sound of her voice.<br><br>She seemed lost in her own little world at that moment, so he remained sheepish. Perhaps she had fallen asleep and was having a dream. Perhaps it was a different James. He figured that James is a popular name but.... Who was he kidding? She had a crush on him for the longest time. And then it hit him. His jaw dropped, his nostrils filled with the scent of... the beach?<br><br>What was she doing? He watched silently, the door shutting quietly behind him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 23:46:27</strong>
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				James closed the door just as she took another sharp breath and that, combined with her fantasy, managed to drowned out the noise of the door closing softly behind her. She was facing away from the door, so even if she'd opened her eyes she wouldn't of seen him right away. Emma would of smacked her if she knew that Abby was doing this while thinking of James when she'd just a few hours ago told Emma that she was going to try and stop thinking about him. It was hard not to think about him. She'd harbored such a crush on him for six years. He was cute, smart, nice, and didn't run around goosing girls in the hallways like most guys his age did. <br><br>The water moved a little as she bent her knees upwards and pressed firmly on the bottom of the tub with her feet. Her knees just barely poked through the surface of the water and she had them spread just a little further than shoulder width. Abigale had done this a number of times in her bed in the dorm. All the girls did it. It was no big secret what a girl was doing if the curtains of her bed were down or if a girl went to bed a little earlier than usual. Some were brave enough to do it in the girls bathroom, but that usually got crowded between classes. Some girls enjoyed doing it in class, liking the idea of almost being caught or having to restrain themselves from making any noise. Emma was a big fan of doing it in public places and Abby had done it a few times in the library. But it felt good to be, what she thought was, completely private. She didn't have to worry about the other girls hearing and giggling or being caught by a professor.<br><br>"Ugh...fuck..." she groaned softly as she pushed her index finger down her slit. The warm water was a new experience. The usual girls bathroom only had showers and her tub at home was nowhere near this comfortable. Abby arched her back against the edge of the tub as her finger tip circled her entrance, "James..." she bit her lower lip, trying to imagine that it was his fingers, "Ah..." she started to push her finger in, but was met with a small bit of resistance due to having not put anything inside herself all summer. The water rippled a bit as she started rocking her hips against her finger, pushing it in deeper. Abby's body, for the most part, was hidden under soap bubbles and water, but occasionally, she arched up an her breasts broke the surface for a moment, "Harder...harder..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 01:33:18</strong>
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				James's jaw dropped in complete recognition of Abigale's activity. The words she began moaning were completely convincing as he imagined what she was doing. She was no more aware of him however, and, for that, he was thankful. He backed up slowly, accidentally bumping the door. Her moans, "James," and "Harder," had sent him reeling, his head spinning, his coordination failing. He spun a bit after seeing her breasts floating above the water. He had to get out. He felt his shirt slide from his shoulder, but it didn't matter. <br><br>The door clicked open and then slammed shut. James was already rushing through the hall, trying to get back to his room before his will broke. The passage opened at the password and he dipped inside to an empty common room. The fire was still flickering, but the rest of the room was quiet, motionless.<br><br>James hurried to the stairs, looking to keep his legs moving so he didn't buckle under his anxiety. As he began his climb, however, he heard something behind him. And he paused on the stairs to see or hear what it was.<br><br>"Abby?" came an all too familiar voice. Emma was silently creeping around the common room, checking all the shadows. "I thought I heard someone come in."<br><br>James continued up the stairs, hurrying to to his room so he could finally rest. He left the thought of Emma behind, but Abigale had turned into a monster of a thought in his mind. The door shut roughly behind him and he flopped onto the bed, towel and all. Slowly, James rolled over and stared at the ceiling of his room. It was quiet. His mind raced as fast as his pulse. The images cycled through his mind in waves. And his hand slowly slipped into his shorts. He closed his eyes and let his mind take him away.<br><br>The next morning, James woke up with nothing on. His towel and shorts on the floor. He still felt tired, but he hadn't woken up like he used to previously. That confused him. He wondered what happened, if it was a dream. Then he realized his shirt was missing. It wasn't a dream. He sat up, his pulse racing. What did this mean?<br><br>James got up off the bed, and grabbed his wand. He gave it a flick and his clothes raised and fell into his trunk which had magically opened. He pulled on his under-clothes and then slipped on his robe. Immediately he felt his conscience was heavy. Today was starting as weird as yesterday had ended.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 18:31:34</strong>
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				Abigale was close to reaching her own finished when she heard the door slam shut. Sher jerked up from the water and turned to see that no one else was in the room. Her cheeks turned bright red at the thought that she might of been seen. Abby was able to quickly convince herself that no one had heard what she'd been saying and that they had only seen that the bathroom was occupied and decided to leave. Sadly, the mood was ruined and she submitted to just washing up and heading back to the Common Room. On her way out of the bathroom, she nearly tripped over James's shirt. She thought someone must of just been lazy and left it after their bath and headed off without a second thought to it.<br><br>Once back, she was almost immediately met by Emma. She explained that she'd just gone off to explore the Prefect bathroom and the two girls headed to their separate rooms for the night. Cuddled in her warm blankets, she managed to finish what she'd started in the bathroom before falling asleep. It was easy to get back into it when she started thinking about James in the bed with her.<br><br>The next morning, she ran down to meet Emma for breakfast. She saw the same girl from the day before talking about James again. She claimed that she'd seen him coming back late last night shirtless. This time he didn't seem to have a shirt with him at all and all the girls were giggling about him losing his shirt somewhere in the school. Abby's face flushed thinking about the shirt she'd seen in the bathroom. She was horrified that he might of seen her or, worse, heard her.<br><br>Abby had to find out if it had been him. If it had, then she had to find out if he'd known what she was doing. It wasn't the first time she'd masturbated to the thought of him, but if he knew, then she'd never be able to face him again. She trotted down the hallways, eager to find him and pester him for information. It didn't take too long to find him since it was still before first classes, "Morning, James," she smiled at him, "I was wondering if I could talk to you about my tutoring?" Abby had it all worked out in her head what she was going to say. She'd become very good at acting in front of him. If not, then she would of been just as bad as a stuttering first year. She'd managed to keep it to light blushing and flustered actions when her guard was down, "Do you have a few minutes?" she motioned towards the class room near them as it was empty.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 19:05:31</strong>
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				James had hurried to get dressed. His only thoughts were of getting to Grey or Robby and unloading his mind. He still couldn't comprehend what was going on. He really knew little compared to what he thought he did. James knew Abby had a crush on him, he knew how long it lasted, but he didn't know that it was so sexual. He really couldn't wrap his head around it. James had finished getting ready for class and headed down to the common room. <br><br>He hurried past a group of first years, choosing to work for himself for the first time this year. He successfully made it into the main corridor and began rushing towards the cafeteria. He had just seen Grey walk in when he heard someone. An all-too-familiar voice that echoed in his ears from the night before signalled Abigale's presence. James jumped slightly, immediately getting flustered. His eyes continued to follow where Grey was going, not even looking at the girl before him.<br><br>"Uhm... Y-yeah, sure," James stuttered, turning to look at the door for a flash of a second. He turned his head back, trying to distract himself, and reached for the door handle, which he missed and smacked his hand against the wall. With a breathed curse, he turned to the door and pushed it open. His finger stinging.<br><br>When they had both gotten inside, he shut the door and walked to a desk, which he sat on, staring at his feet, "Wha... what's it you wanted to... ahh... talk about?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 19:35:13</strong>
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				<em>Oh, god. Oh, god. Oh, god.</em> That was the only thing in her mind as he started stammering and had trouble with the door. Abigale was terrified that it might of been him. James was never flustered like that. Was he embarrassed to know that a girl thought about him sexually? Or was he disgusted that it was Abby of all girls? He'd always treated her like a little sister. Taking care of her and doting on her sweetly when she did something right. He treated her like a kid. If it was him and he did hear her, then Abby was sure he would be disgusted at the thought of her doing that.<br><br>Abigale swallowed hard as she followed him in, "I just...ummm...I did really well on my Defense Against the Dark Arts O.W.L. last year and I just thought that it might be time that I go it alone. I mean, you're not going to be here next year to help me, so I should...well...'cut the apron strings' while I still can," she smiled lightly, "I don't want to think the only reason I'm getting a good grade in the class is because of you. I should be able to do it on my own by now. It's not like I'll have you around when I graduate to show me tell me what to do if I get attacked," though the thought that she might never see him again after this school year was a bit depressing.<br><br>"So, I guess...I guess I'll just see you around then..." Abby started back towards the door, "Oh, ummm...just so you know, Janet saw you shirtless again last night. The girl that I got your shirt back from the yesterday morning. I don't think she had your shirt this time, so you probably left it somewhere. You really should start keeping track of your shirts. Anywhere you think you might of left it? I have a free period this morning, so I could look for it and give it back to you at lunch if I find it...?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 04:31:09</strong>
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				He nodded at her O.W.L. grade, taking pride at his own accomplishment, but it dawned on him that perhaps she wasn't having that much of a problem. Perhaps she was just purposely staying on his list to associate with him. It was a cute gesture, he thought, enjoying Abigale's company for the better part of his school career, but this new recognition of her fascination with him made him wonder about the integrity of her asking for tutoring. And now the reason for her declining of his further assistance. James's eyes kept just over her head, trying to pay attention, but not look her in the eyes. <br><br>She may be good at acting, but James was horrible. At the mere mention of him being seen he slumped and kicked at the floor. The following lines and questions had caused his heart-rate to fluctuate from near death to such a rapid pace he thought it would burst from his chest. His cheeks were near crimson, embarrassed and unable to think. James stammered a moment, trying to think of a convenient lie to fill this void of questioning. <br><br>"Uh... ahm... I'm... uh... not sure," James began, trying to avoid the bathroom scene entirely. But the mere thought had stirred several different emotions inside of him, some that he really didn't want to admit to.<br><br>"I might have... dropped it one my rounds in the common room."<br><br>James tried to sound convincing, but perhaps he tried too hard. He seemed more flustered with each word.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 03:19:36</strong>
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				James was defiantly acting strangely. She was sure it had been him that was in the bathroom last night, and he must of noticed more than just the room being occupied. She wondered how long he'd been in there, how much had he see, how much did he hear? Maybe he hadn't heard her say his name and was just embarrassed to of caught her doing something like that. She couldn't remember if he'd ever seen her with one of her boyfriends kissing or anything. Abigale was a little sad at the thought that he might of seen her as too much of a little sister to think she could do anything sexual. If he did, then it was her own fault for the way she'd hung on him all these years instead of just coming out and telling him how she felt.<br><br>"Oh...well...I'm sure it will turn up," if it was his shirt, it was likely gone now. The House-Elves would of cleaned up the bathroom. Somehow they always knew where to return clothing to when they found it. James would have it back by the end of the day and she'd have no proof that he'd been in there.<br><br>Abby wondered if he would look at her more sexually from now on if he'd seen her doing that last night, "So...I forgot to send you a birthday present over the summer..." she walked over to him and slid her arms around his neck and gave him a small hug. It was no different from the hugs she usually gave him, "So that will have to do till I can get you something when we take our first visit into town..." she didn't let him out of the hug yet, just leaned back to look at him, "Oh, Emma's birthday is this Friday. She'll be sixteen...I really think she likes your friend Robby. Do you think you two could come down to the common room for a little party we're having for her? I think she'd really like getting a chance to talk to him..." only after giving him the invite did she let him go and stepped back a bit, wondering if the contact would have any effect on him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 07:09:03</strong>
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				James nodded to her statement about his shirt, trying not to add fuel to her suspicions. Although she already guessed the truth, he tried to imagine she was still oblivious, as when she started talking about his belated birthday, he didn't flinch when she walked towards him and barely moved as she wrapped her arms around his neck. And he even had to suppress a sigh when he felt her against him. <br><br>Before she pulled away, he had to disguise his own curious expression from her about his own emotion. When he was finally able to see her face through his peripherals, he smiled and placed a hand on her waist for a moment. <br><br>"Thank you," James said, for the hug. "I don't really want anything... I'll be fine, Abs."<br><br>James listened further, his eyes trying to avoid making contact with her own. He didn't make any argument to her suggestion about Robby, but he did, for the first time, look at Abigale directly. His eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "When is it going to be?"<br><br>Since he hadn't taken a bath in a while, he felt he needed one, and earlier than last night so he could try to avoid a repeat situation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>07-09-2010, 20:54:43</strong>
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				Abigale ran her hands down the front of his chest as if were nothing, "This Friday, after classes...I know she wanted it in the common room, but we talked about it and I think we're going to have it in one of the boy's rooms," the boys couldn't come into their rooms, but they could go in the boy's rooms, "She's got some weird Muggle games she wants to try out and I don't think she wants random students walking in on it. I doubt it will be anything dangerous or illegal. After all, you and I are prefects. Mostly just stuff for fun. I think one of the games was 'Seven Minutes in Heaven' or something like that. I've never heard of it before, but Emma says she played it at a birthday party over the summer. I'm sure it'll be fun."<br><br>Abby smiled before turning on her heels to head out the door, "I'll see you then," she winked at him before heading out. Abigale felt a little strange. She'd never acted that way towards a guy before and it felt strangely empowering. Making a guy flustered and fidget under her touch and her words. It was new for her and she kind of liked it. More so because it was James.<br><br>She realized she was a little wet from the close contact and the way she'd acted towards him. Her underwear were already a bit damp and all she could think about on the way to her class was straddling James on one of those desks and kissing him. Grinding their hips together till she came against her underwear and his pants. Then leaving him to whimper with a hard on. It was really nice to think about.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 07:04:44</strong>
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				James listened curiously, ignoring the strange surge of excitement he received as she swept her hands down his chest. He could only suppress further suprise when she mentioned going to one of the boys' rooms in order to have the party. Of course, it made sense, but his better conscience was screaming at him to squelch the idea. Before the thought could filter, his lips had already produced, "Friday, eh? ... I'll be there."<br><br>And she had begun to leave before his rationale caught up with his instinct. He watched her walk away, but didn't make a move until she had left completely. James walked up to the door, his posture showing a cautious nature, but, after he peeked out the door, he resumed his initial gait and walked from the classroom as if nothing had happened. No one seemed to notice their activities, but that wasn't much of a concern. Two prefects had the basic commonality of being able to speak privately. And their discussions were typically as secret as some of the hidden rooms inside the school.<br><br>James walked towards the dining hall, but could make no distinction of his mate, Grey. When he turned around, however, Robby was staring at him. His eyes seemed glazed and he had the goofiest expression on his face. James couldn't say a thing before, "Dude, I just totally got... laid."<br><br>James hung his head, feeling like he should have expected that. But his mood to tell someone about what had happened the night before had disappeared. Now he had to suffer through this wild story and two more classes before the day was finished. It wasn't as insufferable as he thought it would be. James was able to mention the party to Robby, and he showed a keen interest in Emma's whole presence. <br><br>Back in his room and after dinner, James was trying to gather his things and sneak out to enjoy a bath. He made it out of the hall to the common room, and half-way through before he realized he was carrying the shirt he lost. A house elf must have returned it. But that became trivial. He dodged around Robby asking about Emma's party, to which James replied, "Ask Abs."<br><br>"Haven't seen her."<br><br>James shrugged and escaped into the main corridor. He just thought about it, however. He hadn't seen Abigale since their talk at lunch. Tentatively, he opened the door to the bath, his attention diffused on various subjects. But it was unoccupied. <br><br>Praising Merlin, James immediately began to strip and turn various faucets on. He avoided the beach smell for obvious reasons, but eventually found himself standing naked over the edge of the tub, his headphones in his ears, and the water beginning to steam. At the right height, he dipped himself in, feeling the bath oils start to soothe his skin immediately. He sat down and leaned against the padded ledge, waiting for the clear water to reach his chest. When it finally did, he shut each faucet off with his feet.<br><br>He sank further into the pool and immersed his mind in his music. Oblivious to the rest of the world.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 18:51:08</strong>
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				Abigale spent the rest of the day going to her classes and helping out the younger students. Being a prefect was more time consuming than she thought it would be, but she figured she'd get a routine going. Plus, the first week was always difficult. Once the first and second years got settled, then she figured it would get easier. Not that she would complain. She liked helping out the younger students. It was odd to realize that she'd been the short and nervous at one time. <br><br>She spent her free period with Emma, discussing the party on Friday. They giggled about how best to make the boys blush. Emma did indeed want to get some private time with Robby, though she was a little upset that Abigale had invited James, "Abby, how could you? I mean, I know he's a nice guy, but he'll stop us from having any fun. I thought you were going to stop thinking about him anyways."<br><br>"We can't invite Robby without inviting him. They're good friends," Emma seemed to agree with it, "Plus, I'm pretty sure we can come up with a way to keep him from ruining it. I think...I think James saw me masturbating last night," she blushed, "And he was really flustered when I told him that I didn't want him tutoring me and when I invited him. That 'Seven Minutes in Heaven' game you told me about, it's a kissing game. We can charm the papers to all say my name when he draws."<br><br>"Abby!" her friend glared at her.<br><br>"I know. I know. I said I would stop thinking about him, but it's hard and I really think I have a shot this time. Please, please, please," she bat her eyelashes and leaned on her friend's shoulder cutely.<br><br>"Fine, but only because you're my friend. If you want to ruin another school year by pining over some guy, then I guess that's your right to do it. I'll make up the papers for it, but I want access to the Prefect bathroom with you next week. That can be your present to me. Okay?"<br><br>Abby nodded and smile, "Okay. I'll see you later then. I'm going to go jump in the bath before bed."<br><br>Not even ten minutes after James settled himself into the bath, she slipped in, "Oh..." she saw the bath was already in use. Even though it was big enough for all of them to use, she didn't want to bathe with other people. Abigale started to leave till she saw the clothing on the floor and saw James' Prefect badge, "James?" he didn't respond and she saw the headphones in his ears. Electronics weren't supposed to be in the school, but many kids got around that.<br><br>Smiling, she slipped out of her clothing quietly. Jumping in naked would of been a little too obvious, so she conjured up a one-piece bathing suit. The black material clung tightly to her body as she walked over and climbed into the bath next to them, "Hi James," Abby made sure to say it loud enough in case her getting in the tub didn't get his attention.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School for Witches and Wickedry (TenchuFall &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TenchuFall</strong> on <strong>10-09-2010, 08:44:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James felt as if he was being watched. But the feeling was ignored, because if you didn't feel that every once in a while you weren't normal. The ghosts, stalking house elves and owls or other pets were always prime suspects. However, James was in for a surprise. <br><br>He was bobbing his head to the music, losing himself entirely to the music and he didn't hear Abigale as she initially spoke to him. He continued to lounge and meditate. His thoughts were soon lapsing into a daydream, but, as he leaned back and lifted his elbows onto the bath's edge, he felt the excessive ripple of the water splash against his chest. This time, he opened his eyes and looked opposite himself, then away from Abby, and then straight at her. He gasped audibly and almost jumped from the water. <br><br>He was shocked to see her, but, in his innocent surprise, he had risen from the water a good deal. This exposed James from mid-thigh, up, including his full groin. His cock was semi-erect from the water and the beginning of his daydream, though he would never admit it. It waved at 5 and a half inches for a moment, the fleshy head slapping against his inner thigh. James quickly realized the draft and gasped again in surprise.<br><br>One hand covered himself and the other jerked his headphones painfully from his ear. Water from his arm dripped onto his iPod as he set the buds aside and sat down quickly. His face was a deep shade of crimson from his embarrassment, but he was able to muster enough courage to say, "Hi, Abs."<br><br>Then he fell silent, wishing to disappear that very instant.
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