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Post by annelise on Oct 20, 2008 14:27:10 GMT -5
A small room, the walls plastered with posters of Dark Wizards and Witches still at large, and all missing persons. The mahogony desk takes up a lot of the space, an elegant chair behind it. On the desk, paper clipping, stacks of forms and other random slips of paper, and books, are scattered around. There are also photos of Annelise and her friends from the French Ministry of Magic, and from the school she taught at before this.
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Post by annelise on Oct 23, 2008 14:27:59 GMT -5
Annelise strolled into her office, a coffee in one hand, her strawberry blonde hair billowing behind her, her ice blue eyes trained on the copy of the Daily Prophet in her other hand. She sat down elegantly at her desk, one leg crossing automatically over the other. Putting her coffee down on her desk, she leant back in her chair casually, while still managing to convey her usual elegance and class. What else would you expect from a princess?! Sipping her coffee, she sighed, reading through the paper. Stupid idiots, and their too big heads, thinking they can do anything they want!
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Post by ronilwazlib on Oct 24, 2008 14:32:01 GMT -5
"Knock knock?" Ron asked opening the door a fraction. "Hello Annalise, I'm Ron Weasley Head of the Department and I'd just like to welcome you and hope you're comfortable... also if there's anything I can do for you just ask." he smiled at her. He almost winked but was worried that might classify as innuendo. She really was interesting. Mysterious and sexy. But he was happy with Hermione, he reminded himself. At least, he was supposed to be.
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Post by annelise on Oct 24, 2008 20:25:34 GMT -5
Annelise looked up as a voice came from the doorway. She was starled when she saw Ron Weasley standing the frame. She stood up, giving him a smile. "Lovely to meet you ... erm ... Ron? I'll be sure to come to you if I need anything," she replied in her thick fluid French accent, giving him one of her casually seductive smiles, almost like that was the way she smiled all the time. He really was a good looking man. And he was married, and her boss. A challenge!
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Post by ronilwazlib on Oct 25, 2008 13:51:12 GMT -5
Ron smiled "Cool. I'll be assigning jobs soon so owl me if you have any preferences." he said. He liked her accent, t was very... seductive.
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Post by annelise on Oct 25, 2008 14:01:48 GMT -5
Annelise smiled, picking up on Ron's thoughts. She sighed. "I will. Definately," she said, trying to overpronounce her accent, but not too much. Didn't want to make it sound deliberate!
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Post by ronilwazlib on Oct 25, 2008 14:06:27 GMT -5
"Good then. Sp, tell me about yourself." he requested. "I like to get to know my employees." then he did wink, with out thinking. Oh well. His ears turned slightly red as he realized the accent was really turning him on.
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Post by annelise on Oct 25, 2008 14:34:22 GMT -5
"About me. Oh. There isn't much to tell. I taught at a school for the gifted, I was an auror for the French Ministry, now I work here. As I said, not much really," Annelise mused. She smirked as he spoke again, and caught his wink. "Oh, you do, do you," she replied, running her tongue over her perfectly straight white teeth. She saw hid ears starting to redden. This was easier than she thought! Then she realised he was still standing. "Take a seat!" she exclaimed, in apology for making him stand.
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Post by ronilwazlib on Nov 5, 2008 17:51:12 GMT -5
Ron listened intently, leaning on the chair in front of him, watching her lips as they formed her words, and hearing her accent, which was seriously, and unfortunately turning him on. He watched her run her tongue over her teeth, and had to fight back a noise. When she asked him to sit, he nodded. “Thank you,” he muttered, quickly collapsing into a seat. He watched her stand and walk around the desk, to sit on it in front of him. He looked at her legs, and he stood up again, then lunged at her, pushing her back on her desk, and kissing her fiercely.
::Note: Jade wrote this, because I was out of ideas lol::
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Post by annelise on Nov 5, 2008 18:24:25 GMT -5
Annelise's eyes widened as Ron stood up and lunged at her. That, she wasn't expecting. But, she oblidged, and lay back on her desk, returning his kiss passionately, running her fingers through his fiery hair, clutching his head, as their tongues glided over each other.
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Post by ronilwazlib on Nov 18, 2008 16:07:55 GMT -5
This was wrong, but right then the only thing fueling Ron was lust. He ran his hands down her torso, feeling the breast harden under his caress. His felt himself getting aroused, had one last guilty thought of Hermione and tossed that all aside.
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Post by annelise on Nov 18, 2008 18:55:04 GMT -5
Annelise had to admit, she was rather surprised as his hand travelled down her body. But, as her body reacted to his touch, tightening, before she could control it, she moaned on cue. She also had to admit, that doing it with her married boss, on her desk, where anyone could walk in at any moment, was rather arousing. Her hands left his hair, and travelled down his back, tracing over the defined muscles from his Auror days. Kicking off one of her shoes, she beant her leg up, so her heel was resting on the desk, and her skirt had ridden up the whole way to the top of her thigh.
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