It had been an almost perfect idea. Especially since it had come from Lionel. He hardly found it possible to think in situations like the one he currently found himself, but he had managed to come up with an idea that should have gotten him out of the clutches of this mistress of seduction and pure evil, Delilah Delgado. However the expected happened and things turned sour. In his effort to gain the attention of the professor and find safe haven behind the school, how strange that may sound in the time period they were now in, he was unable to. The only thing he managed to do was to aggravate his captor more and thus putting him in a far worse position than he had started off in the first place. Sometimes he just hated being himself.

Lionel groaned and not at all in a sexual manner. He was in pain. He was suffering. Delilah's well manicured nails were penetrating into the flesh of his hips. He couldn't understand how something so beautiful could be so lethal. Yet he had to just think of a tiger or a leopard and he realized that world and life had to be made up of a lot of Delilah's. Hypothetically of course, and not exactly with that name. This thought process was confusing him and along with the pain he was finding that he was loosing consciousness. So Lionel immediately ceased his thought process and gazed up into Delilah's eyes, nothing but pure remorse reflecting in his own.

He tried to take a deep breath, but he found it difficult to do with the position Delilah had placed herself on him and her nails penetrating into his hips. Instead he just blurted out what was hanging on his tongue in the hopes that she would find some pity for the stupid Hufflepuff boy that she had caught in her little web.

"I'm so sorry, but you scare me and its not because your scary, but you are...just a little bit. It's because you're a girl and you're like so beautiful and I'm so intimidated and I don't see why you would want anything to do with me, because I mean you could probably like have the Minister of Magic if you wanted, but I'm sure you wouldn't because he isn't that good looking...please don't tell anyone I said that. And all I wanted was to get the attention of the professor so he could come here ask what we were doing and give me the opportunity to run to the Hufflepuff Common Room and my dormitory and hide under the covers of my bed for at least a day or two."

When he finally finished with saying everything that he wanted to say he blew out what was most probably the only breath he had left and turned his eyes away from that of Delilah's because he couldn't bare to look into her eyes for the moment. Waiting for her reply.