She could have changed everything - it wasn't that hard. But there was something just naughty about keeping her normal appearance - or normal for her, violent pink hair and all - and wearing the short pleated skirt and white blouse that was more suited to a sixteen year old. Especially with the white blouse unbuttoned just enough, and the pleated skirt pulled up so when she bent, her cotton white knickers showed. The striped knee socks and black patent leather shoes completed the ensemble.

And Remus flushed when she called him 'professor', and wiggled her hips just so. And he flushed deeper when she sat on his lap and whispered saucy things into his ear. But when she kissed him, he returned the kiss with fervor, his hands gripping her buttocks underneath her schoolgirl skirt, pulling her closer....