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Desirous [H.S.]

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Parts 16
Time 2h 31m

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de•si•rous  |  /dəˈzīrəs/  |  adjective
• having or characterized by desire

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"H-Harry?" I whisper, my eyes widening. I blink a few times to make sure I'm not going crazy.

"What are you doing here?" He asks with furrowed brows, closing the door behind him as he takes a few steps towards me. "Are you in my class?"

"Your class?" I question, tilting my head to the side. "No, I- wait, are you the professor?"

He chuckles, his dimples popping out as a smile grows across his face. He runs his hand through his short brown curls; his hair used to be so long.

He looks so... grown up. 

"I am," he nods, slipping his hands into his pant's pockets.

"Oh... I guess I'm your teaching assistant, then."

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CONTENT WARNING FOR LANGUAGE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DOMESTIC VIOLENCEAll Rights Reserved

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