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wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure

To say Jade is displeased would be an understatement. It's not that he cares about this detention tarnishing his record, no. He doesn't really care about his record. What he does care about is how it cuts into his studying time. He had just come across a particularly fascinating snippet on the nature of death and the soul...

(And besides, those Hufflepuffs had started it with their incessant chattering. They're like a less annoying version of Saphir, and nobody had ever really objected when he hexed Saphir. And it's not like he used a serious hex; he just sealed and removed their mouths. Easily reversible, if they knew what they were doing - and knew how to use nonverbal spells.

After all, what kind of first-year doesn't know how to use nonverbal spells?)

But someone had taken offense to his hex, and now he finds himself trudging to Professor Rammsteiner's office, growing increasingly irritated at the loss of his study time. From what he's heard of detentions, they usually entail doing useless, mundane tasks easily accomplished with a little creative wandwork. He's thought about ignoring Professor Rammsteiner's orders more than once, but he's also been told that it would just lead to more detentions and thus a bigger waste of time.

Oh well. He's here now. With one last irritated sigh, he raises his hand to the door and knocks.

"Professor Rammsteiner? This is Jade Curtiss."

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Heine watches, not too closely, but he can't fail to see the way Jade freezes in place.

"What is it?"

For a second or two longer, he just stands there stiffly, staring at nothing. Then he shakes his head, looking at Professor Rammsteiner with the beginnings of a frown.

"Did you say something?" He asks. He could have sworn...

His frown deepens as he raises one hand, rubbing at his head. What's happening? He's never been this distractible before. He's always been proud of his focus. The beginnings of unease cloud his mind as he glances at the pool of water behind them, now innocently still, and wonders if the creature there really could have affected him that much.

"You stopped responding." He'd been tempted to wave his hand in front of his face, but since he can't be seen anyway he hadn't bothered. Was that what had happened earlier? Heine follows Jade's gaze back to the pool, feeling distinctly uncomfortable now.

He has an inkling of what the creature wants. They're eggs, after all. And now, when he doesn't push the urge away immediately, he can recognize the odd urge he'd felt as the desire to be fucked.

He looks at the shimmer of air that signifies Professor Rammsteiner's location. "Really?"

But now that his teacher mentioned it...yes, he does remember that happening, a vague, dream-like memory. But Professor Rammsteiner had something before that, hadn't he? Something to do with...

It's too much effort to think. He should stop-

No, that can't be right. That thought can't have been his own. Thoroughly disturbed now, Jade casts a Disillusionment Charm on himself as well, keeping his wand in hand even after he's done.

"I think something is tampering with my head," he says, looking at the pool again.

It definitely seems like even after leaving the pool of water, they're being affected by its inhabitant. Heine takes a moment to Conjure himself some new clothes—at least a robe he can pull over his shoulders and close over his front—even if no one can really see him.

"We should get out of the area." And find someone new. Heine accepts the second thought without even thinking about it. A moment after he does, he realizes, and tries not to startle violently at the accompanying sensation of something wet and warm working down the inside of his thigh. It's leftover slick from the creature, he figures, but it feels weird.

(He doesn't want to consider the possibility that it's his own body's creation.)

"Afraid that it'll do even more to you?" Without really thinking about it, his hand comes to rest on his stomach, and he winces a little at the feeling of a curve that shouldn't be there. This whole situation is incredibly wrong.

Maybe getting out isn't such a bad idea. At least it'll be warmer out of the dungeons. He dries his robe and gingerly puts it back on, trying to avoid brushing against his stomach as much as possible. Even with the heavy material wrapped around him, he's still cold.

Heine doesn't reply as he starts for the exit, trusting that Jade will be able to pick out either the sounds or faint shape of his movement. He might be afraid, but mostly he just does not want to deal with anything like what had just occurred again.

Going up the stairs takes effort. Heine can feel the weight in his stomach dragging at him, his body protesting. He ends up curling an arm around his middle as he goes up step by step, wincing every time the clutch of eggs shifts inside of his body.

It takes a little adjustment to get used to following someone more or less invisible, but Jade manages, trailing along behind Professor Rammsteiner. It'd probably be wise to stay close together for the moment, just in case any complications arise.

(And there's a part of him that simply wants to stay close to someone.)

He's quiet as they go up the stairs, but just as they're about to exit to the school proper, he finally speaks up: "Wait. You know what we have to do to get these out, don't you?"

Heine is focusing on just walking, not thinking about it, and when Jade talks again he stops in place right at the top of the stairs. He knows.

"There has to be another way."

"You don't really believe that," Jade states, flat, matter-of-fact. He takes a step closer. Maybe there is another way, but finding it seems like too much trouble (and this time, he's not entirely sure if it's himself talking or the creature, nor does he care; they're united on the matter). "I don't really want to prolong this for any longer than necessary. I'm going to go find someone to help. Are you coming?"

There has to be some way. Heine frowns, watching the odd shift of the air in front of him when Jade approaches. The problem is they don't have enough time.

"...yeah." And as soon as he agrees, a fresh trickle of wetness starts down the inside of his leg.

Heine shudders, sets his shoulders, and waits for Jade to lead the way. He'll decide after. But for now, going along with Jade, it feels like he's going where he's meant to. Somewhere where he can fulfill his body's needs.

Jade takes the lead this time, trusting Professor Rammsteiner to follow. They pass through the dark, narrow corridors of Durmstrang unseen. Jade doesn't bother to take the less obvious routes unused by the majority of students; he has confidence that his charm will conceal them completely.

And he's right. No one sees them as he leads the way deeper and deeper into Durmstrang, straight towards Professor Eichel's rooms.

As they walk, Heine holds his arms close to himself, trying to avoid bumping into anyone they pass by. As they reach a familiar set of hallways, he doesn't slow down, but he starts to feel even more uneasy.

This is where Professor Eichel's rooms are, aren't they? Jade had told him beforehand that he and the older professor were studying and having sex together.

He wants to protest, but he doesn't say anything even as they reach the door. This might be their only choice right now. But there's a prickling sensation of discomfort the moment after they knock on the door and Professor Eichel comes to the door.

The door opens promptly. Without warning, Jade dispels the Disillusionment Charm over Professor Rammsteiner, but not the one hanging over himself, curious to see how Professor Eichel will react.

The older teacher seems surprised, but perhaps that isn't unexpected. If anything, he's less surprised than Jade thought he would be. "Ah, Heine. What brings you here?"

His eyes drift to the curve of Heine's stomach, then back to his face - but not exactly. Jade feels as if Professor Eichel is looking at him instead, but that can't be. The Disillusionment Charm should still be working on him, rendering him all but invisible.

"I—"

What the hell? Jade—Heine flushes dully and pulls the robe tighter around himself, stepping back. He looks over at where Jade is, halfway between angry and just confused.

"I don't know," he ends up saying. Professor Eichel raises his eyebrows, looking away from the point in the air where Heine's gaze was.

"Why don't you come inside, anyway?" He opens the door a little wider.

Heine shifts uncomfortably, suddenly aware of the cold stones under his bare feet and the scent of Professor Eichel, just a few feet away. He doesn't know how or why, but he's sure he can actually smell him, and there's a warmth growing in his stomach in response (and a faint memory that makes it worse). After a pause he follows Eichel inside.

Professor Eichel knows he's there somehow, Jade is sure of that. But he seems amused more than anything. Jade takes it as an invitation, following his two teachers into the room.

Something seems to envelope his senses as soon as he steps inside. A subtle sort of scent, but one powerful enough to send heat curling through him, strongly enough that he has to let out a muffled exhale.

Professor Eichel looks in his direction again, a smile twitching at his lips. Then he turns back to Heine, as if nothing had happened.

"Let's sit down and have some tea," he says, wanting to see if those words stir up any memories in Heine's mind. "You should relax after the ordeal you've had."

Closed in the same room together, Heine breathes in and the scent suffuses through his head, filling it with nothing but a primal urge to be bred.

He's staring down at the floor, trying to clench and not let the slick drip out of him when Eichel speaks again.

Automatically he shakes his head, but after a moment the words register. The way the sentence was put together triggers a flicker of memory. He's been in this room before, he's sure of it. Heine frowns, drawn into himself until Eichel reaches out to him and he starts in surprise.

"Sit," Eichel says more firmly. He guides Heine by a hand on the shoulder over to his bed.

Jade follows along, shrugging off the Disillusionment Charm as he does. Professor Eichel greets him with another of his slight smiles. "I'm glad you're joining us, Jade."

Jade only shrugs in reply, moving to kneel on Professor Eichel's bed, finding it difficult to care about anything other than the heat and wetness looking between his legs. He came here with a goal in mind, and Jade had always been single-minded when it comes to his goals.

But he does offer words of caution: "Don't be too rough with him," he says to Eichel, looking at Professor Rammsteiner as he does. He has little desire to be the victim of attempted homicide again, even if he has to admit that he's not entirely disinterested by the idea of fighting Professor Rammsteiner in earnest.

Eichel laughs as he lets Heine lie down on the bed however he likes. "I'll be gentle," he promises.

At first Heine lowers himself onto his back. Ginger movements keep the weight of the eggs from being too badly jostled, but as he rests his head the sight of the ceiling above him is very, very familiar, with all its little cracks and stains in the old wood. Uncomfortable, he turns onto his side instead. It puts less pressure on his spine, too. As he does his robe falls away and his utterly soaked entrance, still gaping slightly after the huge clutch of eggs forced through it, is on display for Eichel. A wave of embarrassment surges through him, knowing that he's dripping the slick onto the bed and the end of one egg may be visible, but the shame is muted by simple arousal. It's fine, something tells him. This was meant to be. Even so, the odd feeling of deja vu persists.

Eichel hisses softly through his teeth before he reaches out to touch. Heine is looking around the room, picking out bits of furniture that he is certain he recognizes somehow. Eichel's hand on his leg is too familiar, as well; he turns his head to give him a suspicious look.

"When did I come here before?" He can't recall ever visiting during his school years. Why would he?

One of Eichel's hands strokes along Heine's legs, up to his entrance. The other ruffles through the mess of Heine's hair.

"Are you nervous?" He asks, not answering the question. Instead, he looks at Jade, a questioning look on his face. It's clear that Heine is starting to break through the Memory Charm. Now, did Jade mean for him to do so, or was the charm simply too weak?

Jade shifts restlessly on the bed, looking away. He just wants to be fucked; he's starting to wonder if he should have brought them somewhere else.

"No." Heine is shivering, despite that, eyes fluttering shut as Eichel dips his fingers into the open rim of his hole. It feels really weird. He's too wet. He's so sure that he's been here before...

Eichel gives Jade one more look before he moves his free hand to Heine's shoulder and rolls him up onto his hands and knees. The position, with Eichel kneeling behind him, triggers another flicker of memory. Heine goes tense and still, staring down at the bedspread underneath him. He'd been here, just like this. Heine remembers being warm, too warm, but comfortable.

Not knowing why he remembers? Not comfortable. Even though his entire body feels heavy and immovable, like he should just stay in this bed under Eichel forever, Heine shifts with an effort to sit up and get off the bed. He doesn't like this. He wants to be away. He can deal with the weird things going on with his body later and on his own.

"Be a good boy," Eichel murmurs into Heine's ear. Just how many subtle callbacks would it take to push this old student of his off the edge? Not too many more, he wagers. Already, Heine is tense, trying to move away - but not with any great force.

Not yet.

Jade watches the two of them, Professor Eichel's hands still firmly on Professor Rammsteiner and not letting go. He watches them, and has to wonder what Professor Eichel is trying to accomplish. Hadn't he just said not to force him?

He doesn't think Professor Eichel is too pleased with him right now, but he speaks up anyway. "Why not just let him go?"

For the moment, Eichel doesn't respond, even though Heine looks up at the sound of Jade's voice. The three of them in this room together. Nighttime, like right now. And he'd been... naked.

"What did you do to me? I was here before. I—what did you do."

Heine's voice is firmer this time. He pushes Eichel away hard and stumbles off the bed, still unused to the change in his center of gravity. But when he focuses hard enough, pushing away the internal urges to curl up in the bed and protect or some shit like that, Heine can resist. He tries to back towards the door.

Eichel doesn't resist being pushed away. He stands at the side of the bed, regarding Heine intently.

"Stop him, Jade." He finally says. "Clean up after your own mistakes."

There's a layer of power in Professor Eichel's words, the same power that had drawn Jade towards him in the first place, but still, Jade hesitates. His wand is in his hand, warm and reassuring, but he doesn't point it at Professor Rammsteiner.

"It doesn't matter if he knows, does it?" He asks, just a hint of uncertainty in his voice. "You left the choice to me before."

The choice of whether or not to wipe his memories, he means.

"Before," Eichel emphasizes. Heine is still backing up, aware that he's still dripping, despite everything, and it makes him feel filthy and weak all at once. The sensation of something foreign inside his body is just familiar enough to shake him into movement.

He needs to get out of here. Whatever this situation is—he needs to get out of it.

But his memories aren't completely back yet. Heine doesn't remember being put under the Imperius Curse, or how it had happened, and he turns his back again as he reaches for the doorknob.

Eichel takes initiative because he sees that Jade won't.

"Imperio." Without much of a pause he turns his attention back to Jade, even as Heine slumps to his knees on the ground by the door, which is just cracked open, his hand still on the handle.

"Why didn't you stop him?"

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