He cleared his throat quietly and stepped back from her. "Don't you think that's inappropriate behaviour towards a teacher, Miss McGregor?" While his words suggested that she should stop, his tone remained oddly patronising, partly euphemistic, and wholly seductive. He tutted theatrically, shaking his head. "Dear, dear, what will I have to do if you continue? Incarcerate you in detention? An hour's work every week in my office, with my supervision. That will not do for a student of your reputation. No, indeed." He smiled at his little game, hideously delighted at the perverse twists he was throwing in.

Sephy blinked a few times not realy hearing what Nicolas was saying only the seductive tone of his voice. "Yes professor" Sephy said with her eye glued to his face.

[I feel evil, and i'm gonna interrupt
though, should you want to kill me for it, let me know and i'll delete my post!
also, I thought it necessary to make up for my lack of posts to the dear professor here, 'cause I disappeared so suddently]

After a long day of procrastination, Shae had found herself to be making a grave decision, one certain to wreak havoc in one way or another. But her utter selfishness made it possible for her to not feel bad about it, one might say she even felt quite smug about the decision she'd made. As an effect of her decision, she made her way towards Hogwarts, set on seeing that professor again - what was his name? Flitwick? - she wasn't quite sure. She'd been so perfectly entranced by his veela powers, she'd found herself to forget and think of him merely as 'the professor'. She liked that title better, anyway.

She flew up the stairs and into his office, silently opening the door, to find him disconscerningly close with what seemed to be a Gryffindor student. Shae raised an eyebrow, and cleared her throat, to announce her arrival. "Feeding the students alcohol?" she grinned, after closely eyeing his office, noting the two glasses of a red liquid. She couldn't help but finding it mildly entertaining that he was trying to, for a lack of better words, get a student into bed with him. Given her current smug mental state, she couldn't find herself to feel anything else but amusement for this situation.

[Sounds like fun.]

"Miss Lefay," he breathed, turning, caught completely off balance by the sudden arrival of the one woman he would actually consider to have some power over him. As if to explain both sides of his behaviour, although it applied mostly to the alcohol, he added, "They manage to get it anyway." He shook his fringe from his eyes to see the beautiful woman in the doorway better. She was just as wonderfully enchanting as he remembered. Instantly he 'switched off' his veela magic, remembering his promise never to use it on her. He approached her slowly, took her hand, and kissed it lightly. "I've missed you," he breathed. It was true - more true than he cared to admit. "Can I offer you a drink?" he continued in a more conversational tone, turning back to his desk.

"I know I certainly did," she grinned at him, in reply to his comment abotu how student would get alcohol whether or not he supplied it. As a student, she'd found herself to sneak stuff both into the castle, or sneak out and get it, rendering her to become somewhat of an alcoholic during her last years at the school.

She gave him a small smile, as he kissed her hand and expressed how he'd missed her. She didn't feel compelled to say the same thing to him. Certainly, he was just as gorgeous as she remembered him, and surely he was just as charming, but she barely knew him, and she always felt as if he was just a prop in her ploy to forget about Ignatius - which was quite true. But she couldn't help but atleast hope that he would some day come to mean more to her than a simple thing meant to make her feel better. She, of course, did not show this very fact, and took his hand in hers, walking along to settle herself in the chair across from the student.

She gave a student a smile, as a form of introducing herself, instead of actually saying her name. She arched her head and gave the professor a small peck on the cheek. "Whatever it is you're feeding the minor looks good," she said, the grin on her face not removing itself.

"Certainly. How typical of you to choose the strongest of my drinks," he teased as he poured her a glass, flicking his fringe to hide the fact that he felt his cheek beginning to redden where she kissed it. She was sitting in his seat. Instead of asking politely or conjuring another chair, he deftly slipped his arms under her knees and around her shoulders and lifted her slim frame easily, then sat down and let her stay on his lap. "My apologies, Miss McGregor. This is Miss Lefay, my...acquaintance. Miss Lefay, my student, Sephy McGregor."

Sephy looked up surprised as the professor 'turned off' his veela 'magic'.
"Oh hello" Sephy said politly, she had not noticed this young woman enter the room "erm... should I leave professor?" Sephy asked mentaly shaking herself, she had always thought she had good self controle but now she thought bitterly if a veela could overthrough her what chance did she have, realy.

Shae had picked up her glass and was about to take a sip as the professor scooped her up in his arms and settled himself in her chair, placing her contently on his lap. She gave a laugh and shook her head at him, "you're lucky I didn't spill my drink," she laughed, remarking upon the fact that she had nearly spilled her drink on her perfectly white shirt, that was contrasted with her short, jet black hair.

He introduced the girl, and Shae looked over at her with scrutinizing eyes. To keep up her usual polite manner, she gave the girl a smile, "It's a pleasure, I'm sure.." she said, her current smug mood, getting conciderably even more smug, as Shae thought of the fact that Shae had just shattered a day dream for the student by interrupting the situation before. She gave a small laugh to herself.

"Oh do stay, Sephy. I'm sure the professor and I could do with some company," she said, eerily politely, as she was determined to enjoy the fact that she'd just ruined the girls little fantasy moment.

[hey i am only one year younger than you! im not such a little kid as you might think, and he had his veela powers on me, i was helpless lol]

Sephy looked to the professor for some indication on the subject of her leaving. Sephy heard the smugnes in the womans voice, this woman couldnt realy be much older than her to be honest.

[Oh but it's fun ]

Shae turned her look from the student to the professor and laughed at him, before leaning in and whispering in his ear: "miss me so much you had to resort to seducing the students?" she said, a smirk firmly placed on her lips, as she gave his earlobe a small kiss, before giving him a comical look and turning back to the student. "Really. No need to feel uneasy. Relaaax. Have a drink," she held up her glass and took a small sip of it, the taste burning through her, causing her to raise her eyebrows. It definitely was the strongest stuff he had.

"Think I should go I.. have some homework to finish" Sephy said in an embarassed way but till keeping her self carm. She got up from her seat, placed her glass dwn on the table and turn to the professor, "Thank you for cheacking my homework sir." she nodded politly to the woman and turned to walk out of the room.

He watched Sephy hurry away with a mildly amused expression on his face, like a cat who has just witnessed some human error and imagines itself to be able to do better. His attention returned to the woman on his lap. "Oh, you have no idea, Miss Lefay," he replied in a low murmur, placing a soft kiss on her neck. "I had half a mind to transfigure her to look like you..." He laughed shortly and drank a little from his glass, his lips now stained quite brightly by the drink, but in a seemingly natural way. He reached up a hand and stroked Shae's cheek, running his finger along her jawline to her chin, pushing it up a little so she held her head straighter, exposing her neck to more of his fleeting kisses.

Shae's eyes followed the girl out, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes, though that smug, amused expression never left her face. She found it quite amusing that she used her homework as an excuse to come see him. Then again, Shae would probably have done the same, was she still in school.

The professor began trailing kisses down her neck, causing her to close her eyes, and take a long deep breath in pleasure, and in preparation. Wasn't this exactly what she'd wanted? wasn't this what she came for? The sensation she got was right, everything about it was so right, but she couldn't help but feel guilty. But again, this was why she'd come here - to get rid of said guilt, and she was determined to make it go away.

With a last sip of her drink, she placed it on the table, and swung around to straddle him where they sat. "Well if you really missed me that much, I s'pose I have to make up for it.." she grinned, a smirk placed on her face before she leaned in and placed a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth, trailing back to the center of his lips, incresingly making it rougher.

He kissed her back, still smirking - if that was indeed possible - and let his hands rest on her hips, pulling her closer to him without appearing to exert any force. "You seem so reluctant, mon cherie," he said ironically as he pulled his lips from hers, only to move them down to her neck. "Are you sure I'm not permitted to use magic...?" His lips continued to work on the soft skin of her neck, and he raised his hands to her shoulders, sliding the straps of her dress down her arms a little, allowing his lips to follow. "You are...truly...beautiful...Miss Lefay," he murmured between kisses, his hands now drawing delicate patterns in the small of her back.

Shae gave a small delicate laugh, and leaned her head back to allow him to roam freely on her neck, it being one of her weak spots, where she simply couldn't resist. "I don't think you need the magic, professor. I'm already yours," she said, a smirk placed on her face, which he obviously couldn't see, focusing on her neck. She slipped her hands up his shirt, trailing her fingers down his chest.

If her motive in fact was using the professor to forget all about Ignatius, it was definitely working. Her mind was no where near him, and for once, she was relieved.

He - rolling his eyes at the inconvenience of clothes - clicked his fingers casually and his shirt vanished. "You think so? Well, you could have fooled me, Miss Lefay; I believe you are still fully clothed." With a mischievous glance up at her to see how she took his words, he clicked his fingers again and her dress vanished just as his shirt had. Her pale skin was beautiful - just as unbelievably pale as he was; indeed, it was almost vampiric. "A great improvement," he breathed almost inaudibly as his eyes darted across her body.

Shae gave a small laugh, leaning down and giving his earlobe a small nibble before whispering "I better be able to find that later, or you're gonna have to be punished.." she grinned in his ear, beginning to trail kisses down his neck, leading down to his chest where her hands were freely roaming.

[Sorry I've been off for a while.]

"Mmm, I think I'd rather take the punishment," he whispered playfully, pulling her closer still. His hands slipped down her sides, delighting in how smooth her skin was. He'd left her underwear on, to tease himself, but on second thoughts sincerely wished he hadn't. At a sudden realisation, he sat up straight and clicked his fingers quickly again, locking the door before his paranoia took over. For once they were properly alone, in private, with no chance of being disturbed by anyone - and how fulfilled he felt just at that thought, without even considering her current actions of state of undress. Mademoiselle Lefay...will the wonders never cease?

[As have I. We fail.]

Slightly surprised by his sudden action of locking the doors, where Shae had not noticed they were still unlocked. She turned her attention back to him, kissing back up to his ear, on which she nibbled for a slight second as she whispered; "be prepared for your punishment, then.." she grinned at him, and got up from his lap, pulling him by the rim of his pants up from the chair, before pushing him over the desk and crawling on top of him. There was an eerie grin on her face as she sharply removed the rest of his clothing, and 'punished' him.

[Dun dun dunnnn, fade out..]

Nicholas smirked, as was his habit, to hide the fact that he had enjoyed himself immensely. He took a few steps away from Shae to pour himself a drink, not bothering to conjure himself another shirt - he had no qualms about showing off his quite magnificent body, and was arrogant to the extent that his sleeping quarters adjoining the office had two walls covered in mirrors. Mirrors were the most intriguing contraptions in the world, in Nicholas' most humble opinion; whenever he looked in them, it stunned him to see that such beauty and depth could be captured on a flat surface. He mixed two of his drinks together, forming a bizzare cocktail involving almost every spirit he could bring to mind and about half a pint of grenadine, masking the sharp alcoholic kick - too sharp even for Nicholas' seasoned tastes. He usually drank champagne in his post-coital state, but Miss Lefay had been so indescribably breathtaking - both literally and metaphorically - that he felt he needed something a lot stronger than mere champagne. Even pink champagne wouldn't cut it.

"Well, I suppose that was satisfactory," he teased, raising his glass to her, in that single gesture expressing not only the alcoholic content of the drink, but also an offer of a glass to her. "And I sincerely doubt you'll be having your dress back in the near future, Mademoiselle..." He smiled indulgently and sipped the drink, which almost made him retch from the sheer sickly sweetness of the grenadine. "Not when the alternative is watching your temper build in that state of undress..."