Helping the Class
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The students lost all concentration on the flying lesson, not least because of the enchanting image that was the boy's face.
"Please refocus," the teacher said aloud to bring the young witches back to reality. "Today we will have some company in our class to help me, Octavius and Catharine will be my assistants and will be available to answer your questions," she explained about the presence of the two older Slytherins.
"I hope I can count on your help," she said as she turned to them. "Of course, Professor, no problem," Octavius said sweetly, making the girls blush with embarrassment and the boys jealous.
"Of course... ... of course," Catharine said as she forced herself back from her not-so-pure thoughts about Octavius.
"What's wrong with that guy?" - One of the boys asked in a low voice, annoyed at the attention Octavius was getting from the girls. "Don't you know? He's the heir to House Black and rumour has it that he's already a great wizard at a young age, so I don't think it's wise to get on his bad side," another boy beside him replied.
"Heir? There's nothing good about him," the young man muttered, but this time he was overheard by some of the girls standing nearby.
"Nothing good? Look at you and look at him, the differences are obvious" - said one of the girls, laughing at the young witch. "Yes, yes. He's a perfect prince," another girl agreed.
"And if you speak ill of him, you'll suffer our wrath," threatened the third girl in the group.
"See, I told you to keep quiet, or you'll be destroyed by the prince's defenders" - the boy's friend laughed at the shame his friend had suffered for not keeping quiet. "I feel sorry for you, your reputation with the girls is already in the mud."
"Damn, I still don't know what's so great about this guy" - he continued, muttering even more quietly so the girls wouldn't hear.
"Forget it and concentrate on the lesson my friend, give it up" - he was comforted by his friend. "OK" - he gave up trying to understand the situation and turned his attention to the teacher who was about to start the lesson.
"OK students, we've had our first experience with the broom. Stand next to it and say 'up' to bring the broom to your hands" - the teacher instructed the young wizards. "That's it, many of you did it quicker this time" - the teacher applauded.
"Now get on your broomsticks and do a little jump just to get off the ground, slowly please" - she instructed them. "You two should keep an eye out, many end up floating around," she warned Octavius and Catharine, who also had their brooms ready.
"No problem," Octavius assured them. "Same here" - the Captain nodded too, though she was more focused on Octavius than the students.
Feeling her gaze, Octavius decided to question her. "Can I help you?" - He asked.
"I want you to..." - She blushed with embarrassment after speaking, she hadn't managed to express herself properly. "On the team... I want you on the team..." - she said quickly as she corrected herself.
Octavius had doubted the Quidditch team captain's true intentions - "I'm sorry, I have no interest in this game" - he politely refused, even though he could see the passion in Catharine's eyes to have him on the team.
"I really want you on the team," she replied sadly. "Our next match is against Gryffindor, we have to win," she said, thinking only of the matches the team would have to face. "Can't you help me just this once?" - She asked, her face almost in tears.
Octavius couldn't bear to see a woman crying, and seeing Katharine like this moved his heart a little, he sighed. "I can help you just this once," he agreed to her request. "But just this once, I hope you understand" - Octavius made his position clear.
Yes... that's it... - she couldn't contain her joy and ran to embrace Octavius, who was taken by surprise.
The young witches in the air saw Catherine's attitude and their hearts filled with jealousy.
"Look at that bitch," one of the girls cursed.
"Yes, her audacity, he's mine," another held her broom tightly.
"Yours? Look at you, with your ugly face," one of the girls laughed.
"Ugly? My face is perfect and in the future Octavius will notice that" - she said proudly.
What they didn't notice was that the brooms were still moving, heading towards the group of boys.
"Hey... hey... watch out" - one boy warned when he noticed their proximity.
"What? Aaahhhh" - the girl shouted as she realised she was about to hit the other students who were also in the air.
The scream also alerted Octavius and Catharine, who, realising where she was, in Octavius' arms and holding him tightly, jumped back to her previous position.
Octavius, caught off guard by the Captain's 'attack', made a quick movement with his wand. "Aresto Momentum" - the spell came out of his wand towards the young people in the air, slowing their fall. "Wingardium Leviosa" - A second spell was cast by Octavius to make the students and brooms slowly float towards the ground.
"Nooooo" - The girl screamed in fear, but soon she and the others were floating slowly towards the ground.
"Wow... what a scare" - said one of the boys when he realised that his hands weren't falling to the ground as quickly and saw that Octavius was pointing his wand at them.
"But what?" - The teacher was startled when he noticed the situation. "Very well, Octavius, just a moment without looking at them and these students can almost end their own lives" - she sighed.
"20 points for Slytherin, for your skilful reaction to help in this situation and for your mastery of spells" - she awarded Slytherin points as Octavius finished placing the students on the grass.
"Incredible," Catharine said as she took in the magnificent image of Octavius with his wand in his hand. "I want him so badly" - she began to rub her legs together as her pussy got a little wet from the scene.
"Are you all right?" - Octavius asked when he noticed Catharine acting strangely. "You look upset," he pointed out.
"No... no... I'm fine. Yes, I'm fine" - she replied as she controlled her breathing and returned to her normal self.
"All right then" - Octavius still wasn't convinced but dropped the subject.
The rest of the lesson went on without any new incidents, except that the girls now admired Octavius even more for the rescue he had performed, and the boys now admired him a little too, putting aside some of their jealousy.
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"You seem to have paid a lot of attention to the studies of the young Black Heir, Minerva," Dumbledore said as he sipped his tea, "It needs more lemon drops," he grumbled about the taste.
Professor McGonagall had been called into Albus's office to discuss the current situation in the wizarding world, with Voldemort's recent attacks and the situation at the castle.
"Yes, I'm worried that he might be a target, so I'm teaching him a few things to defend himself," she said, smiling as she remembered the beautiful evenings she had spent with the young Slytherin, who seemed to have endless stamina and filled her with pleasure.
"If it's for self-defence, then fine," Dumbledore believed, still with a certain caution in his voice. "Since the Blacks aren't helping Tom, Octavius could really become a target," he mused with a twinkle in his eye that Minerva noticed.
"Don't think about making plans to use Octavius, I don't think it's wise to have the Blacks as enemies in this situation," she warned the Headmaster, knowing that the Black family wouldn't stand idly by if Albus involved Octavius in his plans, and she also wanted to keep her young lover in complete safety.
Dumbledore noticed the less than gentle tone of Minerva's warning, "Don't worry, I never thought of that," he said to reassure her, but in the back of his mind many plans were being made.
Minerva wasn't entirely convinced, but decided to drop the subject for now. "All right then," she said as she tasted the tea. "It really needs more lemon drops," she agreed with the headmaster's earlier thought.
"It seems that Filius wants to start a group focusing on spells, and he's invited some interesting students" - the headmaster changed the subject. "Octavius is one of the students he's been looking for."
"Octavius excels in many subjects" - Minerva nodded. "I understand Slughorn has also been looking for him," she informed the Headmaster.
"Slughorn? Interesting." Dumbledore looked at the Potions Professor, who also had a connection to the path Tom had taken in his life.
Seeing the look on the Headmaster's face, Minerva sighed. "Not all brilliant students will be like Tom Riddle, you should stop being so paranoid Albus."
"Should I?" - "Maybe I should," he said without much conviction, Tom's shadow tormenting him so much.
Dumbledore had always blamed himself for letting Tom fall into the Dark Arts, 'The boy had so much potential,' he sighed.
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