Meet Me At the Quidditch Pitch | Reylo

2. At the Ready

"Alright students, hands at the ready!" two long lines of little first years held their hands out above their brooms, anxiously awaiting Rey's instruction.

"Now, UP! Say it like you mean it! Picture the broom in your hand, will it to come."

Shouts and near screams of UP! UP! Erupted from her students. Rey stood and watched proudly as many of them were able to accomplish the task with little effort. It had only been a week since she started working at Hogwarts, and she already felt like she was part of the family.

"Miss P! My broom won't come..." A small Ravenclaw girl called out with frustration, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"Hey, relax, just close your eyes and listen." Rey crouched next to the girl, putting a hand on her shoulder, "You can do this. Take a deep breath. Picture yourself holding the broom, see the broom coming to you, feel the stick in your hand." The girl left out some huffs and opened her eyes.

"Okay, now eyes on the broom, say it." Rey gave her a large toothy smile.

"UP! UP!" the broom shivered on the ground a bit for a second but soon zipped into her hand. The girl's eyes lit up like it was Christmas morning.

"Good job! I knew you could do it." Rey gave her a wink. She loved working with the young witches, motivating them to be as strong as they can be.

After class, Rey made her way up to her office. It was quaint, adorned with paintings and a nice small desk and chair. But to her, this was nothing like she'd ever seen. Her years of living in the orphanage showed her run down and dusty; Hogwarts is grand and regal (not to mention the gold plates).

She let out a sigh as she leaned back in her brown leather chair. It looked ancient, but it sure was comfy. Almost seconds after she decided to give her eyes a rest, an older Ravenclaw student burst into her office.

"Miss Palpatine! This is ridiculous! Slytherin always-" Rey nearly jumped in her chair.

"Please! Do you not know how to knock?" The student froze, eyes wide. Noticing she scared the, she walked over and held her hands up in front of her.
"I'm sorry, please relax- tell me what's going on." The student calmed and started to speak.

"It's Ravenclaw's turn to practice on the field, and the Slytherins are already out there practicing!" Rey put a hand on her forehead and closed her eyes.

"Okaay, I'll take care of it. Thank you for letting me know."

It was mid-afternoon when Professor Ren heard a knock at his office door. He was relaxing with a book, reading glasses low on his large nose.

"Come in." His low voice boomed through the empty room that lay beyond. Slowly the door opened, revealing Rey standing there, an annoyed look spread across her soft face. As she caught his eyes, the words nearly exploded out of her lips.

"I-I'm sorry to interrupt, I just spoke with a student who informed me that, well, the slytherins, well the quidditch team, your students-"

Kylo stifled a laugh and put his book and glasses down. She's cute when she's flustered.

"Miss Palpatine, you are not a student, there's no need to be afraid." He walked around his desk, leaning against it as he spoke, his arms crossed.

"Sorry sir, I-"

"You're gonna have to speak up, Rey" She blushed at her name coming from his lips. She liked the way it sounded.

"I'm sorry sir."

"It's Kylo- but you can call me whatever you wish." She caught him with a slight smirk on his face. "Thank you, I will go get them off the field." He stopped reclining and swiftly scooted past Rey to exit his office, his polite hand on the small of her back burning her skin.

She let out a heavy sigh. Calling him sir that second time made her feel so vulnerable and submissive. She didn't expect herself to like it.

☆☆☆

Meals in the Great Hall were always Rey's favorite parts of the day besides her breaks. Heaps of delicious food appeared before them on gold plates and goblets. Other than the food, she enjoyed being able to chat with Rose. The two were becoming close, and they could chatter as much as they'd like while they stared at Professor Hux and Ren.

"Rose, there's just something about him..." Rey shoved a generous helping of noodles into her mouth. Her eyes were on Kylo, his dark hair falling slightly into his face as he leaned down to take a bite of his food.

"Well, he seems really stern.. Maybe he's just shy?" Rose twirled her gold fork in her pasta as she thought.

"Either that, or he's just a gigantic freak!" The girls attempted to stifle their laughs.

"Maybe. I mean, after what you said about how the meeting in his office went down..." Rey blushed.
"Yeah he's probably just a freak with a Professor kink." Rose nearly spit out her tea.
"And do you have one?" She poked Rey's side. If she was being honest, the idea of being treated like a bad little student by Professor Kylo caused her toes to curl. She'd be lying if she said she never imagined him running his large hands all over her ass as she was bent over his lap...

Rey cleared her throat and took a sip from her goblet.

"Uh, no I don't think so."