Student x Teacher, fantasy only, within the Harry Potter universe. NSFW. 18+ content.
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Hide and Seek

"Miss, what did you say the name was?" An older man went to sit up more straight from his seat, tilting his head with one eyebrow raised, as he waited for the woman in front of him to reply. Despite his uniform and badge indicating he was a police officer, he didn't seem very much like one, groaning softly in annoyance. Police officers were supposed to help their citizens, right? This one clearly hadn't stepped a foot out of the station much, his movements were sluggish and his eyes were dull. There was no willingness from his part, no sign he was actually enjoying his job. Probably he had been passionate about it in his earlier years, but now, it had faded for whatever reason. Maybe he was struggling with a situation at home.

The woman in front of him narrowed her eyes a little, analyzing his behaviour, like she always did, with everyone. It didn't take long for her to figure out her replies had to be short and to the point, or she would lose his interest. "Eric James. He went missing approximately... ten years ago." She purposely kept the exact time of his disappearance vague, of course she knew the exact timing, but she didn't want to seem too attached to this person, and his name should already be enough to get a hit.

The man let himself sink back into the seat and mumbled something under his breath, probably about it being a long time for someone to be missing. She knew what he was thinking - or at least, she thought she knew. Yes, everyone always assumed Eric had to be dead. You can't be missing for that long, and not be found, if you were still living and breathing, right? She heard the voice of her mom in her mind, telling her to let go, that he was dead. Feeling a sudden rush of frustration and anger surging through her body, she blinked a few times to fight back tears. She couldn't start crying in the police station. Sometimes she wished she still could switch off her feelings, go numb completely. It made living easier, not having to feel the pain. She couldn't do that any more, not while she was with Klaus. He wouldn't want her to do that to herself. He was her strength, her light. With Klaus, she felt strong enough to uncover what had happened that day, when Eric went missing. Which pubs did he go to, when he went out with his brother? Which girls did he meet? What trouble did he get into? Why had he never returned home? Why did he never write them a message? Was he protecting them? Was he ashamed of something? Was pride keeping him from telling her the truth? Did he have magic too? So many things were possible! There was never any proof that he was dead, so even if the chance was only slim, he could still be alive, somewhere, anywhere! She was going to find out, once and for all. She couldn't ever do it on her own, the emotional weight would be too much for her. But she wasn't alone.

Clearly, Ana was still in denial. Klaus knew the logical outcome would be that he was dead, not leaving a trace anywhere, it was almost impossible he was still alive. And there was no record of any family member besides Ana with a magical ability - or even remotely related to the magical world. But he wasn't going to deny there wasn't a slim chance he might not be dead, and it was something she had to figure out for herself, anyway. Police officers make mistakes, she could be right, she didn't need to believe something just because everyone else was telling her to believe it, and he wasn't going to judge her for trying and having hope. He even admired her for it. He was going to be there, supporting her, guiding her, comforting her whenever necessary. But he wasn't going to stop her, it was something she needed to do, even if it was going to hurt her. It was difficult to see her so passionate about wanting to find her brother alive, knowing the happy ending she wished for, probably wasn't going to happen, but deep down he too hoped that she would be right. Aside from that, even if he was found to be dead, there were many unanswered questions. What situation did he get into? How did he end up there? He was curious to find out as well, for both of them. And if Eric really was still alive, perhaps he had a good reason to disappear. Like they had disappeared, too. Maybe Eric's situation had been very similar to Ana's, she was only 7-8 years old when her brother of 16 years went missing, it would have been impossible for her to notice the details in his behaviour, if his disappearance had been planned out.

The police officer slowly shook his head as he typed Eric's full name into the computer in front of him. "I'm sorry, I can't give out information unless you are related. What is your name, miss?" Ana smiled lightly, even though it meant he wasn't going to be able to tell her anything. At least it meant the investigation was still ongoing, and it hadn't become a cold case. It also meant they probably discovered something new very recently, and needed to keep the information away from regular citizens to increase their chances of finding the 'culprit', as they all assumed there was one. Raising her hand, she waved dismissively. "I'm just a family friend, I'm sorry for taking your time. The name's Alice." She saw his mouth open again, but he was too sluggish, she'd already quickly turned to walk away, not wishing to say a last name. Just in case, she left him a name her parents would be familiar with, if they ever heard it. She had talked about Alice during her Christmas holiday and she had written to her, one year ago, so they knew of her friend's existence. They might think Ana was with Alice, or somewhere else in the magical world. They might get a bit confused if they heard it was a woman standing across from the counter though, but maybe they could guess it was some kind of magical disguise. Ana had already quickly figured out no one was going to take her questions serious if she didn't look like an adult. A part of her hoped her parents would figure out she had been here, but seeing how the police officer had already gone back to reading his newspaper, he probably had already forgotten about their whole conversation.

As Ana left the station, she went into a small corridor and walked further down a few streets to the East, until she arrived at a small apartment with the door standing half open. The neighborhood seemed poor, not a place people were proud to be in, but that also meant people were more focused on themselves than observing others. And for Ana, it was only a passageway. She closed the apartment's front door behind her and walked straight down to the basement, she paused for a brief moment to let her eyes adjust to the darkness and let her hand glide against the wall, walking carefully, until she felt a bump, and she knew she had to turn left there. Walking a few more meters forward, she lowered herself to the ground and started feeling around, until she found the small crack in the wall. In the crack, a small teddybear lied hidden, covered with dust, and as soon as she touched it, she got teleported elsewhere.

Diary Entry #1: A Reflection of Events

I remember everything.

I know you think of obliviating me from time to time. Just taking all the pain away, the hurt. Missing someone is the most painful thing in life, because the pain is silent and everlasting. When someone loses somebody, they just end up with a hole in their heart where that somebody they care about used to be, and there is no way to fill up that hole. There's only distractions from it.
The saddest part for me is not just missing my parents, it's knowing they are probably missing me just as much, wishing I'd contact them, let them know I'm okay. But that would bring us in danger, so I can't. I won't.

There's nothing you wouldn't have done for me. I know how much I mean to you. You didn't become headmaster by accident. You're smart, calculative, you take risks, you know very well how to get what you want, and you were never afraid to make sacrifices. Even your family... you denounced them. Not that they were ever really good people, not like my parents were, but still. I wonder if you could have ever imagined casting aside your titles and status for only one girl. You did so many dangerous, irrational things for me, you used polyjuice so we could be together in public, you obliviated Alicia without a second thought, you told the class about us. Why me? What made me worth it, instead of anyone else? I've asked myself that a lot.

I don't think either of us realized what story was going to unfold, when you met me for the first time. I don't remember well what I was thinking, but I remember sitting next to James, he was clearly interested in me, and I was... bored. Your class was interesting, what was the spell again, Colovaria? I remember very well, because I had to go by your office later that week. You know what we did there, right? You know which colour is my favourite colour now, right? It's funny, we never reversed that spell. I love wearing that item, it's become kinda like a family heirloom to me. It's also the only thing I'm wearing right now. I know you will be home soon, and I still like surprising you.

I remember feeling this powerful sense of belonging. I didn't feel this with the other guys, who were trying to seduce me. They weren't like you. But I was just one of many, at least in the beginning, right? I didn't want to fool myself and think I was special, I probably wasn't the first to have such an experience with you, and I certainly wouldn't be the last. That's what I thought, and it was like you were determined to prove me wrong. I think you liked me because I didn't just let it happen to me, I wasn't just compliant, I was an active participant. I respected you, I took your commands very serious, but that didn't mean I always listened. I was always finding loopholes, or trying to find other ways to make it... worse. I had hidden a picture of myself in the classroom, do you remember that? You had to go find it, before anyone else would. No one ever found out about that, right? We both loved playing, keeping each other sharp and focused. Everything was unpredictable with us.

I think things really started changing when I went into the forbidden forest. Getting attacked by a wolf, I had only one thing in mind. I wanted to be with you, you made me feel safe. I hated how everyone was focused on me, I cared more about Alice doing well. James wouldn't leave my side, it made me feel stuck, I think he would have followed me to the fucking bathroom if I hadn't pushed him away, I swear! That was ridiculous. But you liked that, right? I know at least a part of you did, because I needed to see you again. And you were very vulnerable that night, you'd drunk a lot, you were upset, angry. You almost had lost a student, and you just cared so much, it was intense, and an inspiration to me. You taught me it's okay to care, it's okay to be passionate about something, to follow your dreams, try your best achieving them, and it's okay to cry. You know that was difficult for me, with my emotions blocked. I could switch them off and go numb. I can't do that now, not any more. I care about things very intensely again, and you're the reason why.

After that, we were in an official relationship, but we kept it secret for a long time. You had to miss me during the ball, I went back home to my parents. I know you missed me a lot. When I came back, I was different, my mind was closed, emotionless. You didn't understand, so you had to push it out of me. I'm sorry I was like this. I'm sorry for being so complicated. But now you understand, we talked about it, you read the letter written by my parents, and we talked about my past, the reason I could block my emotions. You helped me grow and learn. I'm immensely thankful for that, because anyone else would have just given up on me. I don't know where you got the strength, you could've easily just looked for a replacement. You never did. You never thought about being with anyone else but me. Well, except maybe Xue, you were a bit of an asshole about that one, but... You helped me understand, and I forgave you. I'm sorry for making you break your promise, again. I never thought of myself much, and Xue is so much prettier than me, so... I would have understood if you had picked her. But I wasn't going to let you marry two people, and I wanted to marry you. You are the love of my life.

I guess at some point, the lying became too much for me. I closed up again, and saw the results of our deceit. Blaming other students for things that didn't happen, to protect you... In hindsight, I should've just cared less about the other students. They were addicted to the drama anyway, either they were deep in it themselves or enjoying watching from the sidelines. Ah, and then there was Zylphia. And Jess. Those turned out to be complete disasters, don't you think? Connie was easy to manipulate, just because she wasn't really that smart. Confessing Andrew's crimes gave me enough knowledge to figure out how safe you really was, I didn't expect him to actually be sent to Askaban. They were only allegations without proof after all, and the burden of proof is for the student making that allegation. However, everyone was surprised to see him gone, and that's when I knew you could really be in big danger if anyone ever found out about us. And then... You had to tell the entire school about us, just to help me recover. You do realize this is one of those incredibly stupid, but adorably sweet, dangerous irrational things you would do for me? From the ones I mentioned earlier? I think it was both the best and worst thing that ever happened to us, because the next few days following up to that, were the most perfect in my entire life. We could be together in public, truly! No disguises, no secrets. I truly, truly loved it. We went on a trip out of the country together. I let you make pictures of me, for you to keep forever, no matter what happened. I went to your mansion. We did so many wonderful things! We made a list of things to do together, you remember how long that list was? It only got longer and longer, never shorter. We had so many plans together. But I guess it had to come to an end, one way or another.

Now, in the beginning I mentioned losing someone is the most painful thing in life. You know that pain. Several times, you thought you had lost me. There is one more thing I remember very clearly, it's always stood out to me in my memories. We talked about obliviating, and... You said you would prefer being in pain, with the memory, instead of not feeling anything and forgetting about me. Because I was the best thing that had ever happened to you, and even if things would end badly, you said I deserve a place in your heart. You couldn't ever see yourself forget about me. I know you weren't trying to be romantic at that time, we were completely serious, but... That's the most amazing thing I have ever heard someone say to me.

No pain is unbearable as long as I am with you, please, always remember that. Do not doubt your actions, just because you see me in tears from time to time. It's tough now, but life is a billion times tougher without you. I wouldn't feel anything at all, if I had to live without you.

I love you. Until forever, I am yours. I am Mrs. Adler.

The first week is always the most difficult

She had her legs pulled up, her arms wrapped around them, curled up into a ball as she lied on the bed of a small dim-lit hotel room. Aside from the soft humming of an old air conditioner, it was completely silent. The sky outside was already dark.

He had warned her he was going to be late. She knew she should've been asleep when she heard the front door open slowly, but she was too stubborn to try. She kept her eyes closed and stayed still, her little cheeks red from dried tears. He was trying to be quiet, but she could hear him perfectly, turning around to firmly lock the door behind him, removing his shoes and jacket, and then slowly approaching her.

She heard a soft thud, he probably dropped a bag, and then she felt his weight pushing down on the bed, he was sitting next to her now. She knew he was looking at her as he gently stroked her hair, and she held in her breath when she felt him lean forward and kiss her cheek. "You're awake." How could he know that?

She nodded slowly, and before she could do anything else, he raised her head up and firmly held her tight against him. Even though she had been crying, he wasn't worried, his demeanor was very steady and calm. He was no longer afraid of losing her. She dug her face in his chest and took in his scent.

"It's alright, I'm here now, you're safe." His words were quiet and comforting, and she tried to fight back a wave of sobs, not wanting him to see her cry. Her stomach had been acting up all evening, filled with stress and anxiety. "Are you tired?" he whispered to her as he continued caressing her hair, and even though she felt exhausted, she stubbornly shook her head.

He calmly waited, embracing her, until finally he saw her shoulders tremble uncontrollably, seeing a stream of tears go down her face. She kept her eyes closed and didn't say anything, there was no need to, he knew how difficult it was for her leaving all her friends and family behind. He just held her tight, her heart was racing so fast it could have been for hours, and then broke the silence by gently kissing her forehead.

"My sweet girl, you don't realize how strong you are. In spite of all you go through, you refuse to look at the world with harsh and bitter eyes. I am so proud of you." he whispered to her. She felt it then, the inexplicable warmth wash over her. Her heartbeat slowing, calmness overtaking her mind. It was in these moments she knew she had made the right decision and the world made sense. She was a good spirit, energetic and kind, full of life, intelligent and capable, and completely his.

Her sobs slowly came to an end, and he laid her back on the bed, caringly wiping the tears from her cheeks. She didn't move much, keeping her eyes closed, and she still hadn't said anything out loud. She felt his hands tucking at the edges of her white dress, pulling it over her head to reveal her delicate body. Thoughts raced through her mind, but were quickly driven away by the sensation of his lips on her neck, kissing and biting gently, and slowly trailing down.

There was no anxiety, no worry, no single thought in her mind now. She had always felt like she missed something, and she knew this was it. They were like puzzle pieces, two completely different shapes, but fitting together perfectly. She needed him to feel whole, and he needed her. Being together, it was like they were in a bubble. The outside world lived on, while for them, time seemed to be standing still.

A soft sigh escaped her lips when he reached her breasts, and softly caressed them with the palm of his hands, teasing her nipples with his tongue. He could feel her heart beat on his lips. "Please" she murmurred softly, gently spreading her legs, and he chuckled. The taste of her skin was intoxicating and he slowly started feeling his lower instincts taking over, but he had enough control to resist her.

"No, my babygirl. You're exhausted." He was lucky she was too tired to object, besides frowning and balling her fists. "I'll wake you with a nice surprise tomorrow, okay?" He smiled naughty when he looked up at her face and saw her slowly nod, her frown disappearing. Then looking down again, he couldn't help but slide her panties to the side, just to check how wet she was.