A/N: Gwendolyn has a thing for young boys. fem!Lockhart. I got this prompt, and all I could think about was Lockhart as the sexy teacher all the guys wanna get with. Also thanks to Holly and Dragon for helping me with some prompts. (student/teacher flirting and purple nail-polish)

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The Weird Prompt Strikes Back! [Daily Challenge]: fem!Lockhart

The Gender-Swap Boot Camp Challenge: dream

Gwendolyn gave the class of Second Years a dazzling smile as she closed the door to her quarters behind her. With a swish of her long blonde hair, she walked among the desks, her hips swaying back and forth and loving the dazed looks on the young boys' faces. She loved them at this age, just learning about their bodies and their sexuality. She wondered just how many of their dreams she would be featured in tonight.

Eventually, she reached her desk and turned with a flourish before taking a seat on its surface, leaning back as she crossed one of her long legs over the other. She could practically see the drool falling out of their mouth when the hem of her robe rose slightly over her knee, and it made her insides swirl. They were just so cute.

"Good morning, class," she said, letting her tongue slip between her teeth. "You may know me as the esteemed and illustrious writer of 'Year With the Yeti', 'Break with a Banshee', and most recently, 'Magical Me'. Now, I take on the mantle of professor of Hogwarts. I am Professor Gwendolyn Lockhart."

She looked around at the scattering applause. The girls seemed to be slightly annoyed by her... position on the desk, especially the bushy-haired one on the right side of the room, but the boys hadn't even heard a word she said. They were all still staring at her, their mouths hanging open, all except one.

"My, my," she said, jumping off the desk to walk towards this special boy, his famous scar peeking from beneath the fringe of his wild, dark hair. "If it isn't Harry Potter."

"Yes, Professor?" the boy asked, looking up at her with wide, green eyes. She could see his budding Adam's apple throb, causing goosebumps on her skin.

She smiled as she placed one purple-polished nail under his chin and said, "Please see me after class, Mr Potter."

She walked back to her desk, grinning as she heard his friend mutter 'Lucky' and the bushy-haired girl scoff. So cute.