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works/125949.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_Rowling
  Relationship:
      Teddy_Lupin/Draco_Malfoy, Teddy_Lupin/Victoire_Weasley, Victoire_Weasley/
      OMC
  Character:
      Original_Male_Character, Teddy_Lupin, Draco_Malfoy, Victoire_Weasley
  Additional Tags:
      Harry_Potter_Next_Generation, Cross-Generation_Relationship, Slash, Het,
      Het_and_Slash, Incest, Voyeurism, Age_Difference, Infidelity
  Stats:
      Published: 2010-10-11 Words: 1729
****** An Educational Experience ******
by luvscharlie
Summary
     Victoire has things to learn. Teddy's a professor at Hogwarts now and
     her best friend. His memories hold a wealth of information.
Notes
     Warnings: Age disparity (I believe 16 years), sex, voyeurism, incest
     (I guess, though it's a bit removed), mentions possible infidelity,
     and I suck at warnings, so if you're prudish, hit the back button.
     Notes: Originally written for speedpr0nz on Live Journal (the prompt
     is the sexy picture below). And Luvscharlie slashed—gasp—I know.
[http://pics.livejournal.com/luvscharlie/pic/000aatpk]
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Teddy didn't stir when Victoire entered his room, other than a small groan as
the sound of the door clicking shut reverberated in his still foggy head.
"Tired are you?" she asked. "Busy night at the club?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Teddy grabbed his head, keeping his
eyes sealed shut. "What time is it anyway?"
"Well past lunch. You missed all your morning classes, and Professor McGonagall
was quite ill to have to fill in for you and teach your class yet again."
"Urgh." Teddy attempted to roll out of bed, but tangled his legs in the linens
and no matter how he tried, he simply could not make them move in the direction
he needed to untangle himself. "Why are you in my room again? You know, the joy
of being a teacher here at Hogwarts is the private suite—key word being
"private" there, Vic."
"Yes, well, you might be afforded a bit of privacy if you were more creative
with your password choices. 'Teddy rocks' is really not all that original… or
hard to figure out, Professor."
Meh, he sort of had to give her that one.
Victoire stretched out beside him paying no mind to his state of undress. He
was clad only in his briefs. "So Professor Love Machine, who were you fucking
around with this time?"
"Oi! I'm your teacher now. You don't get to ask me that."
"Don't go all 'I'm your teacher' on me, Mr. Lupin. I'm the one who let you snog
her silly on the Platform so nobody'd know your little secret love affairs.
Everyone back home still thinks your straight little Teddy who's just waiting
for me to grow up so we can have a perfectly respectable marriage and I can
shoot out a herd of perfectly respectable babies and blah, blah, blah, blah."
"Fair enough," Teddy said with a groan. "But do you have to talk so loud?
Firewhisky and your loud-ass voice don't go so well together."
Victoire scooted in closer until her head was resting on Teddy's shoulders.
"So…"
"So what?" Her perfume was making his stomach roll in ways that were unpleasant
and she heard him retch. For the sake of her silk skirt, she moved away.
"So tell me all the details of last night. By the way, you smell like a torrid
sexcapade."
"And what does that even smell like?" Teddy held up a hand. "You know what?
Don't tell me. Cause we are not having this conversation."
"You know, Ted, you don't always have to do everything the hard way. Except
it's you and I completely expected that you would." She whipped her wand out of
the waistband of her skirt, touched it to his temple and withdrew a stream of
silver memory.
"Just what do you—I did not say you could do that." Teddy tried to stand, but
his legs refused to cooperate and his knees sort of buckled beneath his weight.
Victoire stopped mid-stride in her trip across his room to retrieve a pensieve
and turned toward him. "Oh, that's because I didn't ask." She lowered her wand
into the bowl-like container and gave it a swirl then pressed her face forward…
                                     ~0-0~
She was in the club, the music thrumming so that she could feel the vibrations
through her legs as bodies pressed in close around her. Lights glistened off
taut male skin as the people in the room rocked and swayed. Victoire picked out
Teddy easily enough. His hair, bright teal for the occasion, didn't much stand
out in here. The clothing was outlandish, everyone looking to catch someone
else's eye. But Teddy was her best friend, she would know him anywhere.
There was a swagger to his step, one which he only employed when he was looking
to score. His pants were tight denims and clung to his arse in a way that made
heads turn in his direction. The tribal symbol that he had tattooed on his
bicep could be seen easily without his teaching robes to cover him. The tight,
white t-shirt he wore showed it off nicely. Men and women alike (or perhaps
they were men dressed like women, she couldn't really tell) turned to stare as
he made his way across the room. He was a bloody attractive bloke and he knew
it.
Victoire immediately recognised the man that approached Teddy first. Everyone
in her family knew who Malfoy was. Uncle Ron near spit every time Malfoy's name
was mentioned, complaining that even after the War the Malfoy family had
managed to stay, for the most part, out of Azkaban. His son was even a student
at Hogwart's now. She wondered if he was in any of Teddy's classes. And to the
best Victoire could remember (and she was fairly certain that her memory served
her well), Malfoy was married.
She wondered if Malfoy kissed his wife the way he was currently lip-locked with
Teddy. His hands were moving over Teddy's muscled arms as he pushed Teddy into
the shadows where they weren't quite so noticeable.
Victoire moved in closer so she could hear what was going on. Few people knew
how much she enjoyed watching men kiss, caress, and do whatever came after
that, except Teddy—Teddy knew, and she suspected that's exactly the reason he
hadn't jerked her back out of his memory. He wanted her to see.
"Didn't think you were going to come tonight," Malfoy said through the soft
smack of lips on skin as the music hummed in the background.
"Told you I'd be here, didn't I?" Teddy said, frotting against Malfoy as he
reached down to unzip his own trousers. Victoire recognized the briefs Teddy
had been wearing when she entered his room just moments ago, and she stood
transfixed as his large cock sprung free of its confines.
Teddy began to stroke himself and Malfoy took a firm hold of Ted's shoulders
and pushed him down to his knees. "You know what I want."
Teddy grinned, and Victoire was struck by a long held belief she had that one
smile like that from Teddy and anyone would be putty in his hands. She had to
admit a certain amount of respect for Malfoy when he seemed unfazed.
"I said you know what I want."
Ted grinned again. "Perhaps I'm not interested in what you want tonight,
Draco."
Draco, yes. That was his name.
The look that crossed Malfoy's face could only be described as a smirk. He
fisted one hand in Teddy's teal hair and unfastened his trousers with the
other. He released his large cock, and Victoire inched forward, fascinated. She
got down on her knees beside Teddy, revelling in the freedom that she couldn't
be seen so she could get as close as she wanted. She even reached out her hand
to touch him once to assure herself that no one knew she was there, but her
hand simply passed through Teddy's shoulder unnoticed.
Teddy leaned in, licking Draco Malfoy from base to tip, and Victoire's chin
nearly touched Malfoy's hip, she was so close. She wanted to see it all, wanted
to watch Teddy suck Malfoy into his mouth. Perhaps there were things to be
learned here. She prided herself on the couple of occasions she'd performed
oral sex, but she was quite sure that watching Teddy would teach her things
that no amount of practice ever could.
Teddy flicked his tongue over the head of Malfoy's cock, and Malfoy groaned in
a way that made Victoire's spine tingle.
So men like that. She made a mental note.
Teddy grabbed hold of Malfoy's thighs holding him still as he licked him up and
down.
Shane Corner had been all squirmy when she'd tried that technique. Good tip.
That's how you keep them still then.
His lips closed over the tip of Malfoy's shaft and Teddy sucked him into his
mouth. She'd done that part right, at least. Teddy teased the sensitive head,
drawing it forward then letting it go with a soft pop that made Victoire
tremble with anticipation of what was to come next. If she weren't mistaken Mr.
Malfoy was doing his fair share of trembling too.
Her eyes grew round as Teddy sucked Malfoy in so deep that his lips nearly
touched Draco's balls. Holy hell, where is he putting that? She crawled on her
knees circling Teddy to see if there was any way to tell. From the way Malfoy
was groaning and pleading, this tip was one she definitely needed to learn…
"God, Teddy. Fuck, yes. That's right. That's so good."
Oh, yes. This! She wanted to learn to perfect this. She was quite sorry she
hadn't brought something to take notes. This was worth remembering.
She leaned in closer, her chin almost touching Teddy's cheek as she tried to
see what he was doing with his mouth wrapped around Malfoy's cock. Is he
flicking his tongue? That stud in Teddy's tongue must feel—oh, she really
needed one of those. She'd have to blackmail Teddy into taking her for one
later.
Then Teddy cupped Draco's balls, massaging them gently. That's what you do with
those!
Teddy's mouth moved quickly up and down Malfoy's shaft, and even with her
limited experience she could feel the tension and knew Malfoy was close to
climax. He groaned his release and she expected Teddy to move his mouth away,
when he swallowed, she gasped. People did that?
Draco seemed pleased by this, pulling Teddy up by the hair and kissing away any
trace of his release from Teddy's lips. Hmmm, she needed to think about this
more. What did it taste like? The curiosity was driving her mad.
                                     ~0-0~
Victoire pulled herself away from the scene and back up through the pensieve.
Teddy hadn't moved other than to turn over and bury his face in the pillows. He
raised his head when he heard her enter. She headed for the door in a rush.
"Where you goin', Vic?"
"To find Shane Corner."
"What for?"
She looked back at him in disgust at holding her up. "To practice."
"Don't be too brutal. He's only 17, you know."
Victoire looked at him, shrugged and winked. "Let's hope he's got a strong
heart."
She could still hear Teddy chuckling as she scampered down the corridor toward
Ravenclaw Tower.
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