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Flirticious, much? [Lawless&SHARPii]

Malicious Lullaby

Malicious Lullaby

Pulsar
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
Location
On my knees, in between his legs.
The life of a prefect. People actually had respect to be honest. Then again she wasn't an annoying prefect like Percy Weasley was/is. She wasn't always up in people's business, shadowing their every step, stalker-ish in a way to freak people out and always being so harsh and rude when people are acting out. Carlyle Fisher was a nice prefect but she was stubborn as hell an didn't let people take advantage of her.

It was a nice day that Wednesday. Christmas holidays had just passed and classes were back in session. The fifth year Hufflepuff walked out of her potions class, her last class of the day. Her brain felt like it was going to explode since she definitely wasn't used to classes again. When holidays came, she definitely took advantage of it. But even though she wasn't exactly back in her groove, it didn't mean she'd let her grades suffer. She was too much of a nerd to let it go like that. As she walked along the corridors at her own pace, she pulled her thick black wavy/curly hair out of its pony tail and let her hair tie rest on her wrist. She was a thin girl, but not stick-petite. Curvy but not disproportional. She had a chest and an ass but not way out there.

It was a typical day of doing her job as house prefect, making sure no one was exactly stepping out of line. Her uniform was like that of any other Hufflepuff female. A black robe with the Hufflepuff crest and her white shirt and plaid skirt, black socks and shoes. Carlyle had green/hazel eyes and the softest creamy white skin as well as lush red lips, but not Angelina Jolie big. Just right. Making her prefect pin noticeable to any who tried to mess with her, she did her normal walk through the entire campus, well at least where students would be. So far...no one to warn or report. eventually she'd have to write people up. It was like a daily thing to always write at least one person up.
 
Seth was walking through the hallway. He didn't even realize there was a prefect around. He was a Ravenclaw 5th year, but he wasn't wearing his uniform. He was also a muggle-born, so he was wearing blue jeans and a black t shirt. He ran down the hall, waving his wand, randomly, causing girls' skirts to rise while he laughed. He soon passed Carlyle and caused her skirt to raise up too.

He soon realized that he was right in front of a wall, and now the only way back was the way he had come. "Poopie..." He muttered, and looked around. This is what I get for skipping potions class..
 
It was random at how no wind managed to raise her skirt up. But when it did raise, black lace rimmed bikini panties could have been seen by any pervy boy who would have actually looked to see as the girls skirts were raised. She gasped and then pushed it back down immediately--her cheeks having turned a light red--only to see the cause and source of the prank. She grabbed her wand out, causing a very light charm to have him stopped and not able to go anywhere. "Stop!" She called out after, tucking her wand away and walking to him. Instant write up. See? Already someone to write up.

"What's your name?" She asked, taking her wand out, holding it in a way that she was ready to write in the air. And from then, using a certain charm, a citation would have been written up, giving him a detention. What he did, so innappropriate.
 
Seth looked at her, as the charm hit him. It was weak enough for him to shake it off, but he didn't really bother. "George Washington." He said, seriously, and looked at her. It was truly an endurance test for him to not laugh right now. He had his hands to the side, but soon she could feel something moving her skirt up, and if she looked down, she'd see his wand slowly starting to lift it up.

"See no evil." He said, casually.
 
"Your hilarious." she said dully and grabbed his hand out of reflex. "I see plenty of evil." she said and stayed standing there. "Seriously though, what's your name?" she asked, waiting and putting a hand on her hip, on the right side since on her left side, her messenger bag with all her books and such was hanging. Taking a step back from him--mostly to keep some space between them so he wouldn't try to pull anything fishy--her wand stayed in the air. "I'm waiting..."
 
"Fine, fine... Ben Franklin." He said, and sighed, impatiently. "Can you take this annoying charm off, now? I have books to take off the shelves- I mean... homework to do in the library." He said, and then she'd soon notice his hand move up, even though he was supposed to be staying still, and he scratched his head, a bit. "Oops!" He went back to his standing straight position.
 
Growing impatient, she rolled her eyes and let out a sigh. She took the charm off of him but then pushed him against the corridor wall with a strong hand--it being on his shoulder--and kept her wand in the air. "Now will you tell me your real name...Ben Franklin?" she asked with an unamused tone. She pulled back and then pointed her wand under his chin, almost like a 'Try something funny, and you're stunned' kind of a posture.
 
He just laughed at her. "You really have no sense of humor." He then brought his arm around to twist the arm of hers that had the wand, and push her so she was face-first at the wall. "I'll tell you my name if you tell me what you're wearing under that skirt." He whispers to her, and then he blows gently in her ear. "Okay?"
 
A squeal came from her as she found herself against the wall, facing it. She looked back at him and her eyes widened, another blush coming to her cheek. "N-No! Just tell me your name so I can give you your detention. It's simple. And then you can do whatever it is you need to." She faced the wall, resting her forehead against it, actually blushed hard now as his voice repeated what he said over in her head. Plus, he blew in her ear. It made her blush...She was shy.
 
"If you don't tell me, I'll have to find out, myself." He told her, and she'd soon feel his free hand right above her tail bone. "If I find out, the hard way, everyone will find out." He told her. "Plus, it's not like I'm not going to look, anyway. You can tell me and I'll still look, but if you tell me, I'll give you my name." He said. He then moved closer to her ear and whispered. "I'm wearing... a black thong under this." He said, and then started snorting, trying not to laugh at that.
 
Carlyle swallowed hard and sh was so flushed. He was teasng her, doing things on purpose to make her blush so much. Gritting her teeth, she blushed again, keeping her forehead against the wall. "Black bikini underwear..." she whispered, praying he wouldn't make her repeat it. "I told you. Now tell me what your name is." Her hands at her sides, making sure he didn't lift her skirt up. Even her hands gripped the ends of her skirt, not pulling on it but just making sure he didn't lift it up to see since he said he'd look regardless.
 
He whispered his name so she couldn't hear it. "Now when you tell me what you're wearing under the skirt... and now the top... in a tone I can actually hear, I'll tell you my name." He told her, and kept her there. She'd then feel his free hand grab one of her hands, and he gently kissed one of her ears. "Okay? Say it out loud... it's not that hard."
 
She blinked a couple of times and bit her lower lip. "Black bikini panties." she said in a hushed by normal voice. "And a black bra, lace trim. Both on that and my panties. Happy?" she said, blushing so hard, her face was incredibly hot. He kissed her ear, his hand was on hers. She hated that she was so shy and even more she hated that this guy had her cornered so much that she couldn't even try to push him away. He was stronger, unfortunately.
 
He grabbed her wand from her hand, and then backed away. "My name is Greg Wilson." He said, and then he tossed her wand to the side, and ran off. Of course, his name wasn't really Greg Wilson... but who was going to give their name to a prefect, after they just did that to the prefect? He wasn't stupid.
 
Carlyle looked back at him when he said that and watched him run away. she grabbed her wand and tucked it away and frowned a bit. She felt so humiliated and still she knew that wasn't his real name. Walking in the same direction, she took a left at hte corner though going to the stairs, going to her dorm. She was off duty right now and if anything, she felt...hurt for some reason. She was sensitive.
 
Seth went running around, causing trouble in the library, and soon enough, he was told to go to his dorm.

The next day, Seth walked into the Great Hall, and started to eat breakfast. He looked like he didn't get too much sleep that night. Damn Hagrid and his damn dogs... why should I have to walk his dog around the forbidden forest because I knocked over some books? Though in reality, he had thrown books out the window and everything.
 
Carlyle didn't cry but she was a bit down for the rest of the day. Though when the next day came around, she was in a better mood but if that guy messed with her again, she'd cause damage. sitting down at breakfast, she wore the same uniform but different underwear. Duh! Her hair was tied in a low to the side ponytail, her bang pushed above her forehead, and she crossed a leg over the other as she poked at her breakfast. For some reason, the first time that year, she didn't feel like eating. It was interesting at what a guy like the one from yesterday could do to a girl like Carlyle. He definitely messed with her a lot and considering how he just ran away like that...it hurt.
 
Seth spotted her, and then he thought about he. He felt kind of bad. He stood up, and walked over to her. "Hey." He said, and put a hand on her shoulder. "Umm.. when you're done, come see me outside." He said. "I want to apologize." He said, and then he walked away from her.
 
Carlyle turned to look back at him and she nearly grabbed her wand out of her robes but she stopped. Nodding, she turned to her food, and took a bite of bacon, sausage and egg, moving it all onto the fork and in one bite and ate it. Sipping her pumpkin juice she cleansed her palette and then got up, walking out of the Great Hall and to the hall.
 
He looked her up and down. "Um.. here." He said, and handed her a piece of paper. "I just wanted to apologize. Yesterday evening, I was kinda.. I dunno." He said. He then looked at her. "I heard from rumors that what I did really hurt your feelings or something." He said. "It wasn't my intention."
 
"What's this?" She asked taking the piece of paper and looking at it. Raising a brow she looked at him and then put up quite a facade. "i wasn't hurt. Why would I be?" She asked averting her eyes side to side. "I'm fine. But it's nice of you to have apologized. I forgive you. And since you did, I will let the detention slide..." She looked down at her feet.
 
The paper had his name on it, Seth Wilson. "Heh... thanks." He said and scratches the back of his head. "You know." He said, and he looked at her. "I probably wouldn't have wanted to make you blush if you didn't look so cute when you did." He said, casually, and then he leaned against the wall, and looked at her.
 
"Is your name really Seth Wilson?' she asked with a small smile. Given how he kept saying false names, she wasn't going to believe it immediately. She leaned her side on the wall and looked down, smiling gently. "You lie..." She bit her lower lip, looking away, trying not to blush.
 
"Well, I HAVE been known to lie, but I'm proud to say I've started the day off right. I'm not lying today... or I'm going to try not to." He said He then moved over to her, and looked on the piece of paper. "Seth... Wilson... Yep, that's the one!" He said.
 
Carlyle laughed a little bit and nodded. "I believe you. I'm Carlyle Fisher." She said softly, looking at him, watching as he moved over to her. "So um...what was that yesterday?" she asked blushing again, looking down. "What you did, what you made me say and all."
 
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