Chasers & Beaters

•Replacements & Revising•

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d.diggory's POV
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I woke up for in the morning for my class and got dressed, I sadly overslept breakfast because of just how exhausted I was after yesterday. I put my hair up with my wand and walked to potions in the sweater I was wearing the night before and some trousers.

"Your late, Miss Diggory." Slughorn said and I took my seat next to Lucius, "Apologies, Professor" I yawned out and he gave me a curt nod. "Your lip wasn't that bad last night, is everything ok?" Lucius whispered in my ear and I nodded.

I raised a finger to touch my lip and cringed back from the pain, then looking across from me to James with furrowed brows. Fuck. I gave him and small smile before trying to catch up on what I had missed.

James stared daggers at Lucius whenever I lifted my head off what I was working on to steal a glance. Lily was next to him and beside her Snape. Fucking assigned seating. Severus looked internally distraught and Lily just uncomfortable.

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"What do you mean they changed the plan and nowhere have to take all our OWLS' tomorrow?!" I asked James and he walked to the nurses office with me. He gripped my hand tighter and laughed, "Well you shouldn't of overslept." He said and looked down at me.

"Listen, sir. I got into a fist fight, an aggressive quidditch match, and got shagged very well so let's not talk about my oversleeping." I said and he blushed. "Did you just call me sir?" James asked moving his hands away from mine and putting his arm over my shoulders.

Before I could event respond he said, "I liked it, don't worry love." And kissed my temple before leaving me at the infirmary. Madam Pomfrey gave me a cream but I would need to pay for it with money I don't have. I couldn't even read the label or brand before I saw a big sign that said, "28 galleons"  yeah no thanks that's half a week's pay from the three broomsticks.

When I entered my dorm I saw a letter next to a tin. With a note that read:

"Hello There Darling,
James had owled me about your split lip and I think this would help, it's on the house for you.
With care,
Fleamont Potter."

The tin had the label:
POTIONEER POTTER, potion cosmetics
Instant Imperfection Balm
Use on pimples, zits, cuts and bruises!
Do not do digest!"

My boyfriend's dad is an internationally renowned cosmetic potioneer. How did I not realize this- he lives in a mansion and has perfect skin; I'm a dumbass. But a very lucky dumbass. I applied it to my lip before going to the great hall to get some form of substance before defense against the dark arts.

I grabbed a green apple before making my way to that class, where I was thankfully seated next to James. Ms. Merrythought had come back. All year she had been pained with bad health.

When I took my seat I tried not to smile when I saw James and Peter come in the room. Remus and Sirius must have been else where. I bit my bottom lip and stared at the blank parchment in front of my.

I heard James' chair squeak as he pushed himself in the chair closer to the table. He then put his hand on my lower thigh, under the table and said, "Hello, love." He said huskily and I looked up to meet his eyes. "Darling." I said nothing and he looked at my lips.

"Did the nurse give you something? It looks much better." James said and reached out his hand so that his thumb could touch it but then cringed his hand back before it was half way and looked around. "Sorry, love." James said and had a small smile on his lips but his eyes looked disappointed.

The hand on my thigh gripping slightly harder. "No actually, I received a letter from an international best selling cosmetics potioneer after his son complained and he sent me a product." I said and James blushed mad. "And Prongs." I said, placing my hand atop the one on my thigh.

"You can touch me however you like when we are alone." I said in a low voice and rose his hand higher up my thigh. He gulped and then laughed a little bit. Then both of us turned our attention to Ms. Merrythought.

"Good afternoon students, after this school year I will be retiring. My replacement is going to be-" and I said to James, "Please not Riddle." I said and he nodded his head with a solemn look at that mentioned name. "Patricia Rakepick." She said and I smiled.

"Oooh you think she'll be hot?" James asked me and I elbowed him. "Sorry not sorry, love." He said laughing and I laughed too. "Now we will review for your OWLs tomorrow." I sat back in my chair and looked at James as he leaned forward in his seat, making it seem less obvious that his hand was up skirt and playing with the band of my underwear.

I leaned forward in my seat now, my slouch in action- my most unattractive state. "James." I whispered to him and I should see the reflection of his eyes in his glasses, a smile dancing in them. "Darling, be a dear and be quiet." He said and I was stunned.

His fingers made their way past my underwear completely and to my most sensitive and pleasurable place. I placed my hand over my mouth as his middle and index finger rubbed circles on my clit. "Why don't you act like a good girl and keep quiet so I can make you feel good?" James murmured to me. And I looked at him.

He looked like an ordinary student revising for his exam tomorrow. Eyes on his notes scroll, other hand taking notes as I unraveled. I looked across the room to see Padfoot, staring at me and mouthed, "Are you ok?" And I removed my hand. "Yeah, my lips just hurt." I mouthed back and pointed to my now fast-healing busted lip. Oh how i'd love to think of ways to torture Mclaggen if I could have a thought other then my boyfriend's hand.

"H-how are you d-doing this?" I asked him in a hushed voice. "I'm ambidextrous, love." He said. "You son of a bitch." I said in a chuckle. And he then removed his hand completely- not giving me any satisfaction. "And you don't get to finish." He said and I looked over to him sucking his two fingers.

"Huh, You taste like honey." He said and looked at my face, clearly happy with my mad blush.