Hi everybody!
Here the last part of my "Daoming Si nunquam titillandus" story and last prompt as well in the collab with:
I hope you'll enjoy it, even if there are mistakes !
Daoming Si nunquam titillandus – Part 3: Cuddles with my enemy
Filch looked at them both, a sadistic smile stuck on his lips. Shancai clenched her fists, closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself down while Daiming Si nonchalantly leaned against the wall, his arms crossed, and he kept staring at her.
Buckets full of foamy water because some kind of washing-up liquid with brooms, cloths, and brushes were waiting for them. Filch let them in that state, walking away with a sadist sneer, Miss Norris the Second or the Third closely following him.
Shancai got stuck here, standing in front of these household utensils, fuming. She couldn't believe it! "The owlery!! The owlery, I can't believe it!! We have to clean this room! With – only that!!!"
She started to grab a broom, muttering softly then suddenly stopped and quickly turned toward Daoming Si.
He didn't move an inch, his arms still crossed, still nonchalantly leaning against the wall.
An owl flew above his head, a few added droppings landing at his feet.
"Don't tell me I'm gonna clean all that by myself?" She said, grinding her teeth.
The Slytherin boy gave her a smug smile and he only stared at her, without answering nor moving.
Shancai felt anger crossing her body like an electric shock. No doubt about that, he knew how to make her angry! She was here, in detention for the first time of her life, in the most execrable conditions because they had to clean the dirtiest place of the whole Hogwart castle, without using magic of course and with almost nothing and him, HIM, was standing there, doing nothing, his arms crossed, openly scoffing at her!
"DAOMING SI!!!"
She threw a brush to his face but he avoided it with a shift of his head, bursting into laughter. Hell! She just wanted to shut him up.
He stared at her again, making her shake with rage, her cheeks reddening, her eyes shining with anger and they seemed bigger, more mesmerizing.
She's truly beautiful. So beautiful I could die.
He felt his throat going dry when Shancai was about to explode again. He wanted to irritate her even more, only to enjoy seeing her eyes shining with that fascinating glint, her lips slightly opened so he would want to taste it and her breast rising and down so he would want to –
