Godfather and Godson

Chapter 89: Professor Bathsheda Babbling (R-18)

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"My, my," she said as she took in his size, "you really are packing, huh! I really can't wait to have it inside me!"

Just as the two of them were about to get to the real spicy stuff, the hatch which was previously locked swung open and in walked in Professor Bathsheda Babbling.

"Aurora," she called as she held a picnic basket in her hand, then however her eyes locked on the two of them and the comprising position they were in with barely any clothes on and their privates out in the open.

Dropping whatever was in her hand the spirited begin to scream as she ran out!

"That can't be good," he said as he watched her leave.

"Shit," Aurora, "I forgot she was keyed in."

"You think she would tell?" he asked her. He really didn't want his activities to get out there, it wouldn't be a problem really, but he liked to keep some stuff on the down low.

"No, she is just surprised!" Aurora answered with a shake of her head.

"Well we did give her quite the shock," he chuckled.

"I guess we did," Aurora smiled. "Now where were we?" she asked with a mischievous smile.

"I believe you were about to return the favor," he smiled as his pillar stood ram rod straight as if it could pierce the heavens themselves!

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Walking into his Ancient Runes with Professor Bathsheda Babbling, Harry's eyes meet hers as he took a seat. She quickly looked away from him as he could see a hint of a blush at the corner of her cheeks.

The witch was a slim woman with pixie cut hair and bright eyes filled with joy and energy, she was a bit short barely reaching up to his chin with a delicate and springy figure. Her usual ecstaticness was a bit toned down for the day as she welcomed everyone inside and begin the class.

Harry felt a bit bad dampening her bubbly personality, Professor Bathsheda Babbling was always someone that you imagined would hug me in her excitement, something he so wished that it dearly happened.

Staying behind once class was over, Harry wanted to clear the air between them.

"Mr. Potter," Professor Bathsheda said once she saw that he was taking his sweet time, "is there something you wanted to speak to me about?"

"I wanted to talk about last night," he quickly got to the point.

Holding up her hand, Bathsheda put a quick stop to it, "I don't care what you and Aurora have been up to. What you do in your own personal time is up to you. And even if I have a disagreement, it is not like this is something that could sent you to Azkaban."

She was right, their little escapade last night was not a criminal offense it could be viewed as irresponsible or objectionable, but not technically illegal. The wizarding world was really was behind the muggle world in laws, but it worked out perfectly for him.

"But I can see it's nothing you," he noted.

"No it's not," she shouted as she quickly got defensive.