“You pain me fair maiden, the idea of asking for sexual fairs in exchange for a simple bet is horrific…. I mean that’s third date marital and we’re not there yet.” His teasing voice echoed through the headmistress’s office. It was almost like being naughty school children sneaking around behind the teacher’s back. In all fairness, she led the way; so ‘she started it’ and boy, he had no intention of letting her live it down either. 

The two naughty school kids stood in the headmistress’s office until she slid out from under his arm and he stood back upright with a knowing smile across his face. “Look at you; I got you all nervous by not asking for a sexual favor. That’s a trick I will keep in my back pocket.” His laughter carried through the office as they ventured out of it and towards the Great Hall as to not draw additional attention to their sudden disappearance.

Following instead behind her, she raised an eyebrow as she turned around. “You did not break any clothes to work out in?” His voice showed a tone of disbelief as he slid his hands into the pocket of his robes. A brief pause came between them before a smirk rose across his lips and the ember eyed man shrugged softly. “You can run naked, you’d never hear me complaining.” A cheeky grin moved across his fine lips showing his straight white teeth. “You make it sounds like clothing is a requirement here at Hogwarts…”

“Wait…” Gabrial’s voice stressed a little. “This isn’t Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Nudity?” A long defeated sounding sigh left him. “Are you SERIOUS… what did I sign up for then… Jesus, people can’t be nude but the head of Gryffindor’s house wants to give me a blowjob… this is an odd school indeed.” Laughing softly to remind her that he was truly joking he tilted his head. “So what’s the traits found within the Gryffindor House? Aside from avoiding physical labor at all costs.”