Chapter 46

"I will be honest with you, Andromeda. No, I wouldn't. I crave affection and love, so much so that I find it very hard to reject it, and I am unsatiable. I would be with other women, multiple women and very often. But I wouldn't forget about you, I couldn't. I might be with a lot of women, but there are no true feelings there. It is purely physical and pleasures of the flesh." I know who I am, and I know what I want. Sure, I could lie and bag Andromeda now just once before losing her forever, but I want her for life. I want her forever, and I know I am greedy, and I will still want others as well.

"You really expect me to just roll over and accept that? That I would be with you, and you would be with whoever you want. That I would have no complaints and happily go along with it? Do you really think me so needy and weak-willed that I would accept such a life?" Obviously, I don't, but in a world as magical and bizarre as this, I don't see a reason why such a reality can't come to fruition. It is possible. I know it is. People in my own world had their own weird things going on, and that was very mundane compared to this.

"No, I don't. What I would like is for you to have faith in my feelings for you, to know that no matter how many women I sleep with or how many times I am with someone else, I will always want you and would push those women over a cliff in a heartbeat for you. They a merely a solution to a problem, one I wish I did not have, but I have no proper answer for." So I say, having come up with a reason for my horniness that will work well into the future. As I stated before, I am not above lying and underhanded tactics.

"I had an accident with dragon blood, a known aphrodisiac which is poisonous to humans when taken directly. Due to an accident, I nearly died, but I survived. However, the aphrodisiac aspect was so powerful that it had affected me severely. My libido is now so powerful that it edges on the point of being harmful, and it is the reason I sleep with so many women. It is also the main reason I have stopped my adventures and come back to Britain. I can't exactly tend to my needs on my adventures into the wilds sometimes without civilisation in sight for miles." Technically I was poisoned with dragon blood, and there was an unexpected side effect, which was me taking over this body.

"I- I suppose that is- Wait, I don't even know why we are talking about this. It is not going to happen. I am married. I sympathise with your problem Gilderoy, and I will be more understanding in the future. Now, I am going home for the day, and when I come back tomorrow, we will forget this ever happened." Andromeda sadly comes back to her senses before I can push any further and shuts this conversation down. She gets up and moves towards the door, ready to leave.

She wants to get away as quickly as possible and not think about this confusing situation any longer. The only thing holding her back is a small string tied to the sanctity of her marriage because she refuses to be that kind of woman. Such loyalty entices me even more, and I want that loyalty to belong to me. Before she leaves, I want to leave her with one last thing to ponder over, so I speak as she reaches for the door handle.

"Okay, that's fine. So tomorrow, we can act like none of this happened. But I want you to know, Andi. I want you. I want you more than anything I have ever wanted in my life. You were willing to give up your whole world and lifestyle, your family, for him, a man that doesn't appreciate you. Can't you be willing to do the same for me? To accept my faults and embrace them?" She gave up the pureblood life for him, which must have been quite an adjustment. But she is capable of it, and she could quite easily accept polygamy.

"I-I will see you tomorrow, Gilderoy." She finishes but stays there, frozen with her hand on the door. I don't say anything, giving her some time before her hand finally turns the knob, and she leaves the room, gently closing the door behind her. I sit there for a moment, take it all in, and realise my situation.

I have said what I said, and there is no putting it back in the box. so I am all in now, and I will get what I want.

Andromeda will be mine, completely and utterly. No matter how long that takes.

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"Assume your duelling pose." Following the order, I position myself with my legs apart, my left hand by my side with my hand fully stretched out, and my wand held at the waist pointed in front of me.

"Did you read the books I recommended because your pose is full of flaws? Show me all the forms." Flitwick demands, assuming that I had done the reading because otherwise, we would not be meeting up. I had done the reading, several times, actually, and I quickly performed the other poses in the recommended reading, no doubt with some mistakes, but the basic form is correct.

"See, you are capable and know the forms. So why did you completely disregard that information and make up your own?" Flitwick asks, standing across from me, his miniature form looking remarkably daunting. Flitwick, though relatively easygoing and all-around nice fellow, is very strict when it comes to one on one teaching. Probably because he can't be this demanding with an entire class of children, and I am an adult with reportedly tremendous power.

"None of the forms was comfortable, and I was unable to move properly using them, so I decided on this," I tell him, feeling remarkedly stupid under his unmoving gaze. I can't help the feeling of being back in school again, with the teachers constantly eyeing you like you are a fucking nitwit and no doubt talking shit about you after they have gone home for the day. Thankfully, I don't think Flitwick would do that, though he is looking at me a little strangely.

"Gilderoy, I admit that you are well versed when it comes to writing stories and defence against the dark arts due to your adventures, but don't make assumptions on things you are uneducated on. Just like how I would not question your expertise on dark creatures and methods to deal with them or how to properly structure a book, please do not take the things I am teaching lightly or disregard them." So he tells me, and I can tell that if I were to give the incorrect response right now, then this would be the end of his teaching me.

"I understand. It was admittedly short-sighted of me to try and make my own stance with no actual fundamental understanding of the sport or any experience. Could you please instruct me further and aid me with this." I say, covering all my bases. I admitted wrongdoing, I apologised, I explained what I was apologising for, and then I asked for help. If he doesn't accept it, then that is that because I don't see what else I could have done.

To be honest, I have been a bit out of whack since the incident with Andromeda. Literally, the day afterwards, we went back to business as usual, just like she said, and though I did get a surface scan and saw that things were not quite as clear cut as that. But I also noticed that I had a long road cut out in front of me. Even the fact that I had not been with another woman and let her into my office after she knocked managed to take her off guard, there was some fluctuation, but she didn't show anything on her face. With things back to normal, I concentrated back on my activities, but maybe I was not focused enough.

"Good. Now, the books I recommended for you were specifically tailored with your height and body structure in mind. All the stances you just performed are all suited to your body type, and it is up to you to choose one. It is natural that you would be uncomfortable in the positions as you are not used to them. However, familiarity will come in time." I nod, showing my understanding and that I am listening attentively. I really should have clicked on and understood this, but I guess I got a bit ahead of myself in trying to create my own form.

"Okay, so the form you pick will be based on what type of duelist you would like to be as well as how such a style suits you and how talented you are in the role. Since you are still inexperienced, I will help you choose the form, we can try it for a while, and if it doesn't work, we can choose another. So, what type of duelist would you like to be?" He asks me, and once again, I feel like that stupid kid back in school that has been asked a question on a subject he is less than stellar in. I am not sure what types of duelists there are, and Flitwick realises this after a second.

"Right, I guess you would not know that. Well, there are multiple types of duelists. Offensive, defensive, strategic and illusive. Each of those has more sub-categories, such as quick attacker, overwhelming attacker, mobile defender, evasive defender, misdirectional duelist and more. So, what type would you be leaning towards?" He says, really opening my eyes to what kind of world I am getting involved in. I thought it would just be a bunch of guys slinging spells at each other while acting all high and mighty and adhering to a set of stupid rules, but clearly not.

"I want to be an overwhelming attacker, constantly on the move and keeping my opponent on the defensive, not even giving them a chance to strike back." I don't even have to think about it because I know exactly the style I want. The best defence is a good offence, as the saying goes. The faster my opponents are dead and six feet in the ground, the safer I will be. I want to kill them before they can even manage to use a Protego, and if they are quick enough, then I just want to overpower them to death. I am not willing to allow them to get an attack in if I can help it, all or nothing seems to be a new theme I am going with.

"Alright, I think I have the perfect form for you," Flitwick says, using a spell to conjure a long stick, which he begins to use to alter my stance.

I have a good feeling about this.

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