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The Phoenix Rises	By : greenwizard11 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 44621 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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James walked past the gargoyle and went up the stone
steps.� A tall blonde figure was waiting
for him at the top.� �You�re welcome,�
Lucius smiled.

James leaned up and kissed Lucius tenderly.� Lucius wrapped his arm around James� waist
and pulled the other man close as they walked through the office door, their
lips never parting.

James pulled back and leaned against the large desk.� �Did you get the vodka?�

Lucius nodded.�
�Twelve cases of the cheapest vodka Madame Rosmerta had.� What in the world do you need that much
liquor for?�

James grinned evilly.�
�To make a statement.� Since
you�ve been such a help I guess I should thank you properly.�

�If you have time,� Lucius said as he pulled James close
again and lightly nipped at his ear.

James shivered softly at the contact.� �I have a few minutes.�

Lucius took off his cloak and threw it aside.� Then he picked James up and set him down on
top of the desk.� �You know,� he smirked,
�of all the places we�ve ravished each other; I don�t think we�ve ever fooled
around on a desk.� And here we have the
desk of the school Headmaster�.�

James looked around at all the portraits of former
Headmasters.� Quite a few of the frames
were empty, but there were still a few faces watching them with interest.� �Yes, but we also have an audience.�

Lucius looked up at the portraits as well.� �Can you make them go away?�

James chuckled.� �No,
not really.� We can ask them to leave,
but they might come back��

�You heard the man,� Lucius said to the portraits.� �We would appreciate a little privacy.�

The former Headmasters whispered amongst themselves as they
complied and left their picture frames.�
Lucius pushed James back so he was lying flat on the desk.

James reached back down to the second drawer from the top
and felt around for the vial of avocado oil he knew Dumbledore kept there.� Lucius busied himself with undressing.� Once he was fully unclothed, he pushed James�
robe up and smiled.� �How did I know you
weren�t wearing anything underneath your robes��

�Because I never do,� James flashed a wicked grin and handed
Lucius the oil.

Lucius took the vial and coated his fingers.� He slipped one finger, then another into
James� tight channel, quickly finding that special spot.� Then he leaned over to take the tip of his
lover�s swollen cock into his mouth.

James hissed and lifted his hips off the desk.� �I thought I was supposed to be thanking you,�
he whimpered.

Lucius chuckled and climbed on top of James.� �It�s no fun unless you�re screaming my
name.�

Lucius coated himself with the oil, making the whole room
smell like avocados.� He slipped inside
James and passionately kissed him.

James returned the kiss and met each thrust, grunting and
gasping for air when their hips met with a loud smack.� The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh
and ragged breathing echoed through the room.

Minutes later the desk was shaking as Lucius slammed into
James while exploring the inside of his lover�s mouth with his tongue.� He made one last hard thrust and spilled
himself.

James wasn�t far behind, spraying hot white liquid all over
Lucius� chest.� Lucius rolled over to see
the faces of a few old Headmasters watching them.� �Told you,� James chuckled.

Lucius sighed in contentment.� �Then I hope they enjoyed the show.�

James laughed and rolled off the desk, his heart still
trying to pound its way out of his chest.�
�As much as I�d love to stay, I�ve got a class to get to.�� He used a cleaning charm on Lucius, then
retrieved his hairbrush out of his bag and went into the bathroom to clean
himself up.

�Is the Floo in here being watched?� Lucius called out.

�No,� James shouted from the bathroom.� �Dumbledore blocked it, and no one has been
able to get in here since the night he left.�

Lucius put his cloak back on and waited for James to come
out.� �Good, then I can use it.�

James pulled his hair back into a pony tail and came
out.� �And feel free to visit me as often
as you like,� he smiled.

Lucius reached out to brush James� cheek lightly.� �I�ll be here every day if you let me.� James, I love you.� No matter what, never forget that.�� He gave James one last kiss before turning
and leaving through the fire place.

James couldn�t help smiling as he watched Lucius leave.� A lot of people thought of Lucius Malfoy as a
cold man, but it seemed he always knew just what to say to make James feel
better when he was doubting himself.�

Umbridge sat in the Defense against the Dark Arts classroom
with the first class of the day, glancing at her watch and making odd little
sighs.� When James finally came through
the door she glared up at him.� �You�re
late for your very first class,� she said in a condescending tone.

�It�s so sweet that you care,� James gave her a fake
grin.� �I know I�m a few minutes late,
but I had to settle in and then make sure I looked pretty.� Since I had to come here right away this
morning I didn�t have time for my morning routine.�

�Just don�t make a habit of it,� Umbridge said as she
shifted in her seat with her clipboard.

James stood in the doorway and stared at her for a few
minutes, waiting for her to leave.�
�Don�t you have things to do Headmistress?� he asked when she gave no
indication that she was going to move.

�I have to observe you as a new teacher,� she said smiling
up at him.

James rolled his eyes.�
�Dolores, you aren�t the High Inquisitor anymore.� I am.�
I know this might be a difficult adjustment for you cupcake, but get the
fuck out.�

The students all stared at him with wide eyes.� They�d never heard a teacher cuss before.� Harry sank down in his seat a little as a few
of his classmates glanced his way.� The
corner of Umbridge�s eye twitched slightly.�
�Language, Mr. Potter.�

James only laughed in her face.� �This is my fucking classroom now and I�ll
fucking say what I fucking want to so get the fuck out of my classroom you
cocksucking bitch.�

Umbridge�s whole body trembled with rage.� �Mr. Potter, I am your superior and you will
not address me with such language!� she shouted.

James threw his head back and cackled.� �Yeah�you my superior, that�s a good
one.� Now run along like a good little
bitch.�� He turned to address the
class.� �All of you grab those�. books,
if you can call them that and follow me.�

He walked past Umbridge without a second look and the
students followed him, eager to see what this man had planned.

He led them out onto the lawn where a fire pit had been set
up.� �Toss those Ministry approved things
into the pit,� he ordered.

The students lined up one by one and gladly threw the books
away.� Even Hermione, who had never met a
book she didn�t like, felt no remorse about tossing hers.� They all stood back and waited for what they
hoped was coming.

James took a bottle of cheap vodka and opened it.� He unceremoniously splashed it all over the
pile of discarded books.� Once they were
good and soaked he conjured a small fire ball and tossed it onto the pile.� It erupted in flames in a small
explosion.� The students hooted and
hollered, glad to be rid of the crappy books.

They watched the books burn for a little while before James
ushered them back up to the classroom.�
He pulled a stack of papers out of his briefcase and started passing
them out.� �I know your O.W.Ls are coming
up very soon, and unfortunately because of Fudge�s fears you haven�t been
properly taught.� That is certainly a
problem and I�m going to do my best to fix it.�
What I�m passing out is a practice O.W.L exam.� Don�t get excited, this isn�t the actual test
you will be receiving.� This is last
year�s.� They change it every year to
discourage cheating.�

He saw the nervous look�s on the students� faces.� �Don�t worry; you�re not going to be
graded.� All this test is for is to tell
me what you already know so I�ll know what I need to teach you.�

One of the Slytherins raised his hand.� �Aren�t you supposed to be dead?� he asked,
not waiting to be called on.

James sighed.� He�d
known this would be coming.� �That was
the official story, but obviously I�m not.�
Now hurry up and take the test.�
I�m not going to sit here and answer questions all day.� We�ve got a lot of ground to cover in a very
short time.�

�Do you believe Harry�s story?� Lavender Brown asked.� The rest of the class eagerly awaited the
answer.

�It�s not a question of what I believe.� It�s a question of what I know, and I�m not
going to discuss that right now.� No more
questions; I mean it.�

James sat down at his desk and flipped through a book until
the end of class.� When the bell rang he
instructed the students to put their tests on his desk.

And that was how the rest of the day went.� He took each class down to the fire pit to
burn their books, and then gave them a practice test for their level.� Many of the students tried to ask questions,
but he continued to refuse to answer any of them.� Unlike Harry, he knew the importance of
keeping his mouth shut.�

He headed to the Great Hall at dinner time and waited for
all of the students to wander in.� Then
he stood up and let out a sharp whistle.�
Slowly but surely the room went quiet and the students turned their
attention to him; as did Umbridge, who looked just as furious as she had that
morning.� She had no doubt spoken to
Fudge and found out that there really was nothing she could do.

�I have a few announcements to make,� James said with a soft
smile.� �My first day as a teacher went
well I think, and now it�s time for me to act as High Inquisitor.� First of all, I�m removing the lifetime
Quidditch ban from Harry Potter, Fred Weasley, and George Weasley because, well,
because I can.� Second, I�m disbanding
the Inquisitorial Squad.� The students in
this organization have been grossly abusing their power.� Because of this, six hundred points will be
taken from Slytherin since all of those students are from that house.�

�Six hundred points?� Severus interrupted.

James nodded.� �Yes
Professor Snape, you heard me.� It�s way
past time for Slytherin House to start facing the consequences for their
actions.� Professor Dumbledore was too
soft, and Umbitch has let them run wild.�

�My name is UMBRIDGE!� she shrieked, her face turning a deep
purple.�

James paid her no attention.�
�Anyway, as I was saying, all the house points taken by the
Inquisitorial Squad will be returned.�
That�s all for now.�

James sat back down as all the students except the
Slytherins cheered.� He was about to take
a bite of broccoli when a sudden wave of nausea washed over him.� He brushed it off as over stimulation and
called for a house elf to bring him some ginger ale.�

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A/N:� So, what do you
think of the changes? �*puts out a big
plate of cookies in the review room for people that review*

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