don't shoot (jonathan)

[november olympia valentine]

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Heels clicked rhythmically on the marble floor, echoing all over the corridor. November Valentine was on a mission. She had just left the Great Hall after politely ushering the last few students out, and was now confidently making her way up to the Headmaster's office. Headmaster Styx had murmured in her ear that he wished to see her after supper, and she had obliged. She could still feel his hot breath tickling the back of her neck as she tried to concentrate on cutting up the food on her plate into ladylike bit-sized pieces.

Her cloak billowed around her, floating around in the air behind her like great black wings, displaying her womanly figure underneath. It was simply clasped around her neck, and it flew out of the way of her body as she walked quickly.

Whispers followed her as she strode down the corridors. November's acute hearing picked up girls' confusion as to how she could walk that quickly and steadily in heels that high, while the boys were all commenting on how sexy or attractive their Transfiguration teacher was. This wasn't unfamiliar to November, being exactly the kind of person that she was. She was used to their stares and their judgments; she was used to being objectified and studied; she was used to attention, and quite frankly, she basked in it. She bathed in it. It made her whole. She would not be the woman that she was if it hadn't been for all the attention paid to her over the years.

November went out of her way to move her hips a little bit more sensuously in favour of the hormone-struck teenaged boys in the hall, going so far as to wink at some of them. It wasn't serious, they knew that, but it was just fun to indulge them a little bit. She wasn't afraid of losing her job; she knew that wouldn't happen. She could claim ignorance, and she couldn't be sacked simply for being her sexy self. It wasn't her fault that some of her students fantasized about her - oh, it was obvious some of them did - and it was possible that they were only imagining her winking at them.

She wasn't interested in the students anyway. They were all so young and so clueless, it would simply be too easy to take advantage of them. And what fun was that? Ember liked games. She liked challenges. She liked to have a little bit of fun with her prey before going in for the kill.

She finally arrived at the Headmaster's office, and spoke the password firmly to the gargoyle before making her grand, November-like entrance.

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[jonathan anthony styx]

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[november olympia valentine]

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November flashed the Headmaster a flirtatious smile that was actually pretty honest. She didn't mind Jon, he was actually a rather interesting man and the kind of guy that she would actually consider having a relationship with, if that was what she was looking for. He was power-hungry, which many women would find unattractive in a man, but then again, November was just as lusty for control and power, so she understood quite a lot of Jon's intentions and actions. She was rather surprised at first to realize that she didn't mind Jon's company and even made to seek it out at times. But he was a nice guy, although November knew that he probably only valued her company because she was attractive. She had originally wanted to prove that she wasn't just a pretty face, but it was safer for her if that's exactly what people thought.

She couldn't lie to Jon, though. He was very perceptive, as was his eldest son, and always knew when she was lying to him.

November let a small, tinkling laugh loose when Jon suggested that she took what she wanted because of her looks. In truth, she did exactly that. She didn't mind not having to work to be looked up to or to get what she desired; it was simply one of the benefits of being drop-dead gorgeous.

"You wanted to see me, Jon?" She replied smoothly, waving her wand to discard her cloak and watched as it folded itself up and draped over the back of a chair. She moved gracefully over to him, declining his original invitation to sit on one of the chairs, and perched seductively on the edge of his desk. She crossed her legs carefully, purposefully letting the hem of her tunic-dress ride up on her tanned thighs. She pouted practiced, lipsticked lips as she studied the Headmaster's expression acutely, batting naturally long eyelashes over sea-blue eyes in a successful attempt to distract him for a few seconds. She leaned forward ever so slightly, letting her eagle pendant drop down into the depths of her cleavage as another distraction.

When she was ready she rapped long, talon-like fingernails on his desk in a slight rhythm. "Is this a professional matter or a personal matter, Jon?" Em asked smoothly and slightly suggestively, wary not to let the seductress persona fall from her voice.

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[jonathan anthony styx]

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[november olympia valentine]

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She smiled coyly at Jon, that practiced, perfect smile that was able to unravel men right and left, and let out a delicate laugh, the kind that Madame Maxime had taught her at her days at Beauxbatons. November had always found being ladylike an easy thing to do. When she was young she had wanted to prove that women were just as good as men and maybe even better, but she was happy with her tactics now. They worked to help her step up that much higher and get what she wanted. Things rarely stood in her way. And it was all because she was beautiful. November had resented this, at first, because she deduced that if people only thought she was a pretty face, then they would never take her seriously. She hadn't been proved wrong. She wasn't taken seriously by many, but then again, she wasn't exactly taken by anyone. She could easily slip under the radar and multitask her efforts. She could seduce a guy to get what she wanted without him having a clue as to what she was doing.

Jon, on the other hand, was different. She knew that seducing him wouldn't really get her anywhere - after all, she was already the Deputy Head, Head of Slytherin, and loyal employee - so instead she flirted with him because she wanted to flirt with him. It was fun; it was playful; it felt good.

She smiled, moving a hand to stroke the back of his with her fingers. "Well, Jon," She always used his name when speaking to him. It was another one of her flirtation tricks, to use the subject's name whenever possible (without sounding silly, of course). "Whatever it is, you know I'd be more than happy to oblige." Her voice was sultry as she said this, her voice that gave men shivers as if they were cold, while simultaneously melting their insides. She drew her hand back and rested it on her thigh where her dress had risen up just a little bit more, this time not on purpose but she was certainly not about to fix it.

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[jonathan anthony styx]

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[november olympia valentine]

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Morgana and the Fates, that smirk looked good on him. When he smirked, although he didn't realize it, he was betraying little bits of himself to her perceptive stare. She could look in his dark eyes and see the cogs and wheels turning and ticking in his head. November hated being taken for a fool. She knew that's not what Jon was doing, but she knew he knew she was playing out her little teasing game. She knew he knew she was comfortably lodged in her role as seductress. She knew he could see right through her. She knew that he was willingly playing her game.

And what was the fun in that?

She switched off, moving her hand to re-adjust her short, short dress so that it covered a bit more of her. She looked at him without some of the playfulness in her eyes, replacing it with calculation. November knew that she didn't have to act in front of Jon, however fun it was. She was all business now.

"Of course I've heard of Nex Domino, Jon." She replied easily and honestly, meeting his eyes steadily and turning a little bit more of her flirt on again. She noticed that one of his hands was missing from the desk, and narrowed in on its position at his wand holster. She gave another light laugh. "Jon, love, you didn't really think you'd need that around me, did you?" She cooed. "I think we can both agree that if I wanted you gone, then that would have happened a long, long time ago." If November had been a bird this would be where she preened her feathers, stroking her ego gently.

She patted his desk hand softly, her fingers lingering just a fraction of a second longer than would be considered professional. She displaced herself from her perch on his desk, and walked around it so that she was next to him before leaning on the edge of this new part of the centuries-old furniture piece. "You know how much I enjoy taking orders from you."

[/b] She spoke huskily, turning her flirt dial all the way on. "So how could I resist you now?" November twisted up the corners of her lips in a sly, seductive smirk, fluttering her eyelashes ever so slightly and pursing her lips in a "kiss me you fool" fashion. "Where do I sign up?" She popped the last consonant and pursed her lips again.
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[jonathan anthony styx]

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[november olympia valentine]

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November couldn't help but roll her eyes at the Headmaster's cockiness. Sure, he was master of deception and perception, and although November was born at night, it wasn't last night and she had a few of her own tricks up her sleeve. These definitely included her manipulation of her feminine wile, which was enough to have any man - any of them - at her feet like an obedient lapdog. She was fairly confident that she would have been able to overthrow Jonathan Styx, no matter how good he was at his job.

But now was not a time for such thoughts. She didn't need to overthrow Jon; she had no reason to and she certainly didn't want to. His face was incredibly close to hers, and she closed the gap so that her lips touched against his. She didn't feel a spark or a rush of passion like a giddy schoolgirl; this was simply a familiar action to her. With a light giggle, November broke apart before either of them could think anything of the kiss. "Jon, Jon, Jon." She displayed her sexiest of smirks, getting off of the desk and leisurely walking around the room, swishing her hips enticingly - she wasn't even consciously doing it, it had become second nature to her after years of practice - and surveying objects with her slender, manicured fingers. "If I were to give this up," She gestured to her body, implying her womanly charm. "We both know that I wouldn't be where I am now. Why would I stop?" She flashed a smile. "Besides, how else am I supposed to hold the attention of Hogwarts' handsome Headmaster?" She purred out the question, meeting his eyes intensely before moving on on her traipse around the room.

"Nex Domino," She tested out the title on her tongue. "Curious name. Did you make it up, Jon?"

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[jonathan anthony styx]

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[november olympia valentine]

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November couldn't help but shoot back a smirk of her own when Hogwarts' Headmaster offended her kissing abilities, while simultaneously complimenting her body and poking at her ego. She simply shrugged nonchalantly and busied herself with the objects in the office, occasionally looking up at him from under her eyelashes. “With a body like mine, you don't have to be a good kisser, Jon.” She purred with a catlike grin upon her face. “However, I'm sure that you did spend a lot of time imagining it, and I'm deeply sorry that reality didn't live up to your... wild imagination.” She teased back finally, winking and moving to take her previously abandoned place on his desk.

Vember would definitely admit that she had enjoyed her kiss with Jon; it was nothing to be ashamed of. Kissing was fun; she liked doing it and would kiss him again if he wanted it. He wasn't a bad kisser, she could tell that about him, and it wasn't like she was new to the world of affectionate contact. It was more so that she was used to showing affection when she wanted something, than when she wanted actual affection.

She had once wondered if she was tired of these silly games that she played. It had only once crossed her mind that she was ready to settle down and devote all that she had to give to one person.

That thought hadn't returned in ten years.

If there was one thing she learned in her life was that love was bad. Love meant giving yourself over to another person, not being in control. No matter how hard she thought she could try, November Olympia Valentine would never be able to give herself over completely to anybody, no matter who they were. She was cursed, in a way, with this sort of insecurity or paranoia about not being in power. But it was her curse, and she knew how to use it.

She let out a false hiss of disgust and disappointment. “What do I have to do to earn your full attention?” She pouted, taking one of Jon's sturdy, weathered hands in her own flawless, slender fingers. ”You name it.”

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[jonathan anthony styx]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] [style=overflow: auto; width: 346px; height: 300px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; color: #000000; line-height: 100%; background: #ffffff; opacity: 1.0; text-align: justify; -moz-border-radius: 450px; border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; border: 4px solid #4AB337;] Jon chuckled at her comment on the kiss, she was the most flirtatious woman he'd met in a long time and that was saying something. She also had the looks to back it up which meant she would be a good tool for him against any simple men that may appose him, she was also nice to have around, like a piece of art he could admire and enjoy, what better a beauty than the human form. "You just need practice" he told her with a small grin forming on his face, he may not cave in so easily to her feminine ways as other men but heck he enjoyed flirting as much as the next guy, it made him feel young again. Jon knew she would be useful to the cause and he also knew she was smarter than she was even letting him believe, he'd have liked her to open up somewhat to him some more but he was sure it was just a matter of time, for now he didn't need to know her inside out, he just needed to know she was on his side and that it wasn't going to change anytime soon. "Oh it'll take a lot to gain my full attention" he told her honestly, even if he wanted to give her his full attention he would always have something in the corner of his mind that would distract him slightly, it had been there for years and he'd come to terms with the fact it was there to stay. The contrast in their touching hands was great, her's were perfectly kept and as far as hands could go were impressive, his were worn and used. Jon and November are two very different people but together they became a great force to be reckoned with, that was what Jon was hoping for. "I think our business is over, but as my right hand woman.. i think i need to know you better, right now you've got as much attention from me as your going to get, use it." [style= font-family: times; font-size: 30px; color: #; line-height: 35%; text-align: center;] Dont listen to a word i say The screams all sound the same

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