In which Stiles discovered the wizarding world on his way of escaping Eichen House.
Stiles fell into what seems like a portal and landed in the middle of some dark and strange forest.
"Everyone, I would like you to meet Mr. Stilinski. He will be y...
I was working on my assignment when the portrait door swung open, Harry and Ron removed the Invisibility cloak from themselves and settled down on the couch.
"Did you get it?" I heard Harry whispering to Ron. I didn't turned my head to them so I'll be able to eavesdrop without them noticing.
"Yep, Dobby was convinced we'll going to give it to him." Ron said.
"What do you think will happen to him tomorrow without getting sleep? You think he'll be irritable?" Harry asked.
"I don't know mate, but surely his true color will show up. Let's find out tomorrow," Then I heard their footsteps ascending to the stairs. I glanced before they vanished on the boys dormitory.
After making sure that everyone's already gotten to their beds, I shove my books inside my bag and hid it under the couch. I slowly sneak outside, up to Stiles office.
"Stiles?" I whispered before knocking twice. "It's me, Hermione. I'm sorry for what happened. Saturday night you said, remember?" but there was no answer.
"Stiles!"
I was about to knock again when the door swung open. But Stiles wasn't holding the knob. "Stiles?"
My knees were trembling slightly as I took a step inside. The door slams close but I didn't try to check if it's locked. I took another step towards the pitch dark room. "Stiles? Are you here?"
I should've walking out by now but my feet were betraying me. I took another step, my heels echoing against the floor. "I'm sorry are you already sleeping?" there was no answer.
"You're probably sleeping. I'll go now, maybe we can talk tomorrow?" I was about to turn on by back when a literally cold voice spoke.
"I'm here," he's just in front of me.
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"Oh God you scared me! Lumos," his face came to view. He was sitting on a swivel chair, his feet on the desk and his face... It's different.
No it's the same. Just like the way it was before. Those dark circles around his eyes, dried wounded lips, messy hair, and his shirt was damp.
"I'm sorry, I think I fell asleep on my desk." he got on his feet and grab the match over his table. He light two candles by the wall and gestures me to the chair in front of his desk.
"Er, I think you should go back to sleep. We can talk tomorrow." I said wearily. Stiles just smiled at me as if he doesn't heard what I said.
"We can talk now. I have something very important to tell you. This is a secret so are you willing to keep it between you and me?" he rested his elbows over his desk, clasping his hands together and looking me through my eyes.
"Is this something illegal? Would I get myself in trouble?" I raised an eyebrow to him.
"Maybe."
"Then tell me,"
Stiles paused for a moment and bites his lip. I had the urge to tell him stop doing that but he might just misinterpret me so I decided to shut it off. "I am not like you, I have no magical ability. I am completely normal person."
I was waiting for him to say Just Kidding but he's way too serious to mess around. "What? Are you serious?" I still asked.
"Completely. But I want to learn magic, I want to learn how to use the three unforgivable curses." Okay, this is entirely odd.
"No way, Stiles stop this. I came to talk not to made fun of."
"I am serious." I noticed the way the muscle on his jaws tightened.
I sighed in defeat and put my hands over the table, "Look, if you're telling the truth then I can't teach you anything. Muggles cannot do magic. There's no way they could."
I felt a brush of fear when his eyes went dark again. I don't know how he's doing it but it's freaking me out.
"I think we're done here Stiles. I should go." he grab my hand before I could even move.
"I didn't ask you to go here just to talk," then it all happened so fast, he stood up and strode towards me. He grab me by waist and picked me up, placing me on the table.
"What are you doing?!" my heart's pounding hard. I tried to reach for my wand but he'd already got it and tossed it somewhere in the dark area of the room.
"Anything else aside from talking," then he pressed his lips roughly against mine. His hands grazed my side, causing me to shiver at his touch. My fingers brushes through his hair and before I knew it, I'm already responding to his kiss.
"But you're my teacher," I hissed when I got the opportunity to pull away. He's looking at me seductively, his gaze lowering on my wet lips as he licks his own.
"I won't force you, the door is unlock." he whispered huskily against my mouth. The heat sprawl beneath my skin. He bites my lip teasingly, he nips it between his teeth, pulling it slowly until my mouth parted. His hand slid underneath my shirt, caressing my clothed breast.
My breathing hitches, causing his smirk to spread. "You like it, don't you?" then he placed a soft kiss on my jawline. This is too much, I know sooner I'll give in.
"This is wrong. Stiles, in so many ways," but then my sentence finished with a short moan. Stiles traces wet kisses from my neck down to my collarbone.
"Tell me more about it," he whispered against my skin, his breathing was hot and it's driving me crazy.
"Stiles, get off me." I said, surprisingly firm.
He's still smiling, his lips was wet. His hair was a bunch of mess and his eyes were full of frustrated desires. "You're going to have a rough night the moment you step out of this room, Hermione." he taunted.
He was right, I forced to take a step out and slam the door close behind me. I goes back to the Gryffindor tower up to my bed. And I didn't sleep all night.
The pressure between my thighs was too much and the fact that I left my wand in his office just makes it harder to close my eyes.
