Billy Lemons, Temporary Admin at a Wizarding School

I walked behind the imposing teacher of Dark Arts. He was a man like no other: strong, charismatic, and incredibly powerful. He exuded the best qualities of man. I walked behind him, a scrawny first year without much hope to succeed as a wizard. It was any wonder why I was even being hired for this position. It wasn't exactly paid, well it covered a good deal of my tuition, but it was a job that it seemed no-one wanted. He tromped on as we reached my future office. He looked irritated as he showed me inside.

"So, this is the room. Not much to see. That's your desk. There's the file cabinet. It's magic, of course, so just think of the student and their file will pop out. The headmaster made a list of items for you to work on based on his observations, but once your through that, the longer task of combing through the low performers should take up the rest of your time."

He turned to me and locked eyes. His amber iris's stared through me. Damn! He was dreamy... and I wasn't even gay. "If you have any free time, just use a subtle hand." He patted me on the shoulder and we both turned as there was a knock on the door. It was her, Cassida Crane, sexiest girl in school. Everyone knew she was a slut, just based on her attire alone. However, I didn't know a single guy who had fucked her. Why would I though? I'm a first year. She didn't even notice me as I stared, gawking at her body. I was invisible and she was wrapped up in examining the assets of my boss.

"Professor Flublin. Are you ready for our one on one?" She asked, leaning forward so her tits really popped. Honestly, they looked like they were about to fall out.

"Cassida, call me Thunk." The professor stepped forward, wrapping his hand around her waist as hers reached out to cup his crotch, he turned back to me, smile in tow. "You're good to go here, right?"

"Yeah."

I nodded as he made his way down the hallway, his arm wrapped around her waist. "Let's go somewhere private and..." I heard the conversation trail off as I watched her ass saunter all the way down the hallway and into his office. Man, if I could score a lady like that... what I could do to those ass cheeks. My long-time crush Zoey Delatrain hated my guts. With my luck, I was on track to end up with the one girl I knew I had a chance, plain-jane, obsessive, Tilly Dilladone. My hopeful bubble popped in disappointment and I turned and looked at the stack of papers in the inbox. I actually watched several sheets appear and bump up the stack as I stood there.

"Oh, shit. I have a job." I sit down and grab the top paper.

Request from Headmaster Faetrith Aberdeen, it read. Headmaster Aberdeen was the most badass female wizard alive, honestly maybe just the most badass wizard alive. She runs the preeminent global wizarding school and runs it effectively and compassionately. She really seems to care about the students, but is also known to be the most courageous and powerful wizard you've ever met. Her office is emblazoned with all of her exploits and accolades. It makes you wonder if you could ever exceed like her, or maybe just accomplish anything it all...

I continued, Slugmince Herbamone has been snorting too much Pixie Dust. He shows considerable interest in potions however and shouldn't be completely removed from this endeavor. "Alchemics Anonymous" club membership suggested.

"Huh. Let me find the file." I said, imagining the name and reaching into the cabinet. Sure enough, the file I pulled out was his. I found the Club field and wrote in "Alchemics Anonymous". Before I closed the file and moved it into the outbox. I glanced over the folder and realized just how much detail the school had on Slugmince, everything from interests and personality, to specifics about body parts. It made me wonder about mine. I reached in and pulled out a folder. When I opened it, confetti shot out. The entire sheet of paper said redacted and there was a sticky note attached. It was from the headmaster.

Billy. I know you are curious. In time you will view this file, but for now, know that I picked you for this job for a reason. Finish your work and you will find out a lot about yourself and your classmates. Only then will you know enough to use this wisely. - Headmaster Aberdeen.