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Harco Empire	By : Toddy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 34430 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or films. I do not make any money from the writing of this story, just enjoyment.

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[Note: “x-x” = speech & ‘x-x’ = thoughts & *x-x* = telepathy & #x-x# Parseltongue Therefore *#x-x#* is a sending in Parseltongue only]
(gay rape - imagine what a randy octopus might do to its captive - that, in spades, is Esmeralda}
[When someone is transformed by Polyjuice a letter will appear after their name referring to their new aspect. So Harry-d would be Harry Polyjuiced to look like Draco (A name followed by –t refers to an unnamed Polyjuiced person transformed)]
~~~ ESMERALDA ~~~
~ MONDAY 4TH JUNE ~
The enlarged team had slept in the bunkrooms at Väderöbod on Sunday night and were up well before sunrise. Draco had altered a batch of Polyjuice which he had already been brewing to make it interact with one of Justin’s special glamours. A number of other Scandinavian Aurors had given hair, and when the potion, the hair and the glamour were combined the four Seers would turn into other people. Because of the subtly altered ingredients and the glamour, the effect would last much longer than the usual hour and could be counteracted by another potion or last until thirteen hours had elapsed, by which time they hoped to have completed their first tasks.
Orcas had flown over during the night and was secreted on Väderöbod with Ronald in attendance to act as general and to relay Parseltongue messages via dragon-speak. The Ward-team had recruited assistants from all over Europe and under the direction of the three Ward-masters and Gratian they would deploy in a fleet of fishing-smacks early on Wednesday morning. Rhysiart and some other cogent dragons would be involved too, hoping that their arrival would externally distract the defenders enough.
Justin had extra glamours to create individually, so that a second wand could be secreted about a nude person’s body, once they had been stripped. The Seers being proficient in wandless magic did not need that modification. Half an hour before attack the six males – four volunteers and the two masculine Seers – had the tricky job of inserting ampoules into their urethras and then clenching their peritoneum muscles to retain them. It had taken a lot of practice during the previous week’s lull; with all kinds of lascivious mishaps and injured penises to be healed.
The six went by boat to the pseudo-fish’s head, swallowed Gillyweed, dived in and, helped by the merpeople, proceeded to cast menacing hexes at its face.
Whoever was controlling the thing took the bait. The eyes opened and saw six delectable fair-haired victims. The mouth gaped and, Hoover-like, caused a strong current of water to be drawn in. The team pretended to fight it, but allowed themselves to be caught. The merpeople, being in their element could defy the strong current and were therefore able to swim away and report a successful start to the mages in the quay-tent. Harry-t and Draco-t remembered the Jonah story as they were whisked into what looked like a gullet; hoping that they were not mistaken in their surmise. Harry-t felt it was akin to the tube-like entrance to the Chamber of Secrets.
With them, hidden under the cloak was Ginevra-t, trailing a specially reinforced cord from a set of extendable ears. The other end, Astoria held and paid out. She was in a diving bell disguised to look like a giant whelk. As their Aura-hiding masks had been cast aside the three mages could once again communicate mentally and the extendable ears overcame the masking of the giant Turbot’s wards. Astoria in turn, used her link with Orcas to convey messages to, and receive communications from Ronald.
The six swam around underwater, avoiding the hexes of the satraps until their Gillyweed stopped working, thereupon popping to the surface in a pool. The invisible Ginevra-t had a further supply of Gillyweed so she stayed hidden under the surface. As had been described to them, the pool was natural and had some vegetation dipping into the water. The majority of its edges were surrounded by lawns leading up to the handsome school buildings. However the six fair mages had little time to indulge in sightseeing. On the edges of the pool were a dozen or so satraps all casting Incarcerous hexes. For a time the pool mages parried and fought back, again for appearances sake. Then they were captured and levitated out of the water, being towed along to see the Seignior.
“I wondered if they would be foolish enough to send some more aspirants to enjoy Esmeralda’s caresses. It seems that they fell into the trap. Probably a good thing, the first lot are almost worn out.”
“What are you going to do with us?” one of the Aurors asked. [They had agreed that Harry and Draco would not talk to Lucy, in case their speech patterns gave them away.]
“You’ll find out quite soon, slave. Satrap Travers, will you go and disconnect the present half dozen. Don’t reconnect the professors this time; we’ll use the new participants.”
“Right away, Seignior.”
Lucius looked at the six struggling mages and pointed: “That one first, I think. We had better make sure his credentials are really what they seem.”
It was Harry-t! The Incarcerous was lifted, and four henchmen grabbed his arms and legs. They carried him over to a large smooth boulder and laid him on his back; splayed-out on its curving surface. Lucius came over and stood eyeing the rubber clad body in front of him. Because the surface was curved and the satraps were pulling his extremities Harry-t’s head was not uppermost. What were prominent however, were his wet-suit encased genitalia. Lucius gave them a thoughtful rub and palpitated the package. Harry-t used all his will power not to react too swiftly.
“Turn him over!”
Now Harry-t’s bum was uppermost. Lucius grabbed the lanyard and drew down the zip, slowly revealing Harry-t’s transformed fair-haired light-skinned body, ending in two plump buttocks. These Lucius fondled and parted. Harry-t groaned and tried to resist the fingers that started to explore his rosebud. Harry-t quivered and started to go hard once Lucius found what he was looking for.
“Alright, I’ll have this one first, strip him.”
There was no ceremony; the satraps used slitting hexes to open the wet suit whilst still holding Harry-t down. Once naked Harry-t heard a zip, felt an opening charm, a lubrication charm and was filled by Lucius’s prick. The fuck did not take long, and although Harry-t was hard he was nowhere near fruition by the time Lucius had finished.
“Take him to meet Esmeralda.”
A naked Harry-t was marched across the lawn; reluctantly displaying his erect wares to a number of interested and jeering bystanders. He thought he would have lost his rigidity but his woody retained its stiffness.
D:*He probably had a potency potion in that lubrication he put in your arse before he fucked you. He’s doing me next.*
H:*Enjoy your incest, Lover.*
D:*Good thing he doesn’t know it’s me or I’d be dead.*
H:*Okay … I understand … I’ll be serious.*
Once through the first set of buildings they were in a paved quadrangle. The Succtopus was directly overhead and a number of youngsters were gyrating around the courtyard’s edges. As had been described; they were connected front and back by long pink wriggling tentacles whose other ends were part of a pulsating puce pouch hanging from the top of the dome. The feelers ringed what looked like a face superimposed upon the pouch; whose features were picked out in electric blue. The orange eyes looked at Harry and seemed to mesmerise him.
E:*#You’re a handsome one! I look forward to your contributions. I think you’ll enjoy my ministrations.#*
Harry-t was unsure whether to reply or not. While he was thinking about it he was led to the centre where a raised wooden dais awaited him. Harry-t tried to resist, so his captors carried him there and held him down splayed; front uppermost. As Esmeralda regarded him her eyes gained an extra golden glitter and her lips opened in a hideous smile. Harry remembered being told of medusa as a tongue-like tube of hair snaked down towards him. He had a hard time not reacting to the seductive feelings and giving in to Esmeralda’s purring Parseltongue blandishments.
G:*Got the message – Don’t let on you understand.*
Harry-t concentrated on a memory shield; not very easy when the would-be communicator was engaging with his sexual organs and starting to thrill him. The snaky hair/tongue had two instruments on its end. One was a slightly rounded probe and the other was a tubular sucker. To begin with the two probes played with his balls; sucking them and caressing his perineum. Harry remembered Draco doing those kinds of things with his lips and fingers. Somehow Esmeralda picked up those vibes and played them back through the Parseltongue mind-link that Harry-t was trying so hard to block. The pointed probe vibrated as it went slowly towards his pucker and at the same time a narrow cord of tongue emerged from the sucker. This wrapped round his engorgement just below the mushroom’s edges. Like a lariat being twirled by a cowboy, the loop rubbed the sensitive edges whilst the main cord rubbed around his smooth empurpled glans. His glans-eye started to weep and Harry-t groaned loudly.
As soon as his pre-cum touched the tongue it tightened and started to pull upwards; drawing Harry-t’s dome towards the lips. Harry-t arched upwards exposing his pucker and the spike entered his anus; wriggling around until it found his sweet spot. Harry-t gasped; the tube had all of his glans inside it and was applying suction. The tongue was alternately squeeze-pulling and releasing in a very slow wank. Harry-t could feel his juices rising and he released the ampoule from its restraint inside him. He let himself give way to the sexy feelings, co-operating with Esmeralda to feed her his spunk plus the ampoule. He was not allowed to rest as the second phase of the Succtopus’s seduction came into force.
The tongue unwrapped itself, retreating into the tube, then it started to wriggle down inside his highly sensitive urethra. The tube’s lips were also descending and expanding as the whole of his engorgement started to be engulfed. Inside the tube Esmeralda had soft fluffy muscles, which alternately tickled and squeezed. Each tickle was co-ordinated with a caress of his prostate and each squeeze was accompanied by some suction.
Harry-t’s captors let go of him because they now had to hold a vociferously swearing Draco-t down. Harry no longer needed to shield against Esmeralda because he was overtaken by the sexy feelings of his mate, which effectively blocked any inner Parseltongue conversation.
Now Harry-t saw what his captors had seen. He observed the next tongue of hair descend and fondle his lover’s dome, making Draco-t’s stem glow crimson. The tongue was golden and slightly hairy and Harry-t realised why its swipes were such a turn-on.
Harry-t looked away at his own predicament, because Esmeralda was pulling hard on his accoutrements. He remembered Ivanova’s warning about having things ripped from him and so he used his now freed limbs to stand. Once he was on his feet the pressure lessened and Harry-t could then watch his undulating mate. He saw Draco-t’s cock pulse and knew that his mate had also released his capsule. Harry-t was very turned on and felt his balls tighten; so he gave Esmeralda her second pearly gift. In doing so his abdominal muscles started to spasm giving a wide eyed Draco-t a very effective pole-dancer routine, thus enhancing his pearly gift. Harry-t had to grip Esmeralda’s snake-like connector to hold himself steady.
Olaf-t was next, staring at a debauched Harry-t and a pole dancing Draco-t. After Harry-t’s second splurge his excited state slackened slightly. He looked down at his own predicament.
That was when he saw the beak!
It was on a small writhing neck and about to attack the piece of Harry-t’s stem that was not yet inside the cylinder. He used his hands to hold the pecking instrument off leaving go of his support. Esmeralda’s tubular connector pulled hard, momentarily lifting Harry-t’s feet off the ground, so he had to grab hold of it again in order to stop his genitalia being ripped out. In horror he watched as the beak pecked at his exposed flesh, then he relaxed a bit, because all it did was grab a hair and tweak it out, returning again to remove another hair. It hurt faintly and also gave him a small thrill at the same time. Once the fur round the base of his cock had been removed the cylinder’s lips took in more flesh and, as it did so, its saliva stung the newly vacated follicles. That was definitely a turn on and, as Olaf-t gave his first and Draco-t gave his second, Harry-t had his third ejaculation of the day.
Olaf had accompanied Harry in their experiments with retaining the capsules so they both had already seen each other’s equipment in all states of excitement and slackness. Harry-t was very turned on when he saw the next Auror-t’s expanded baby-maker for the first time; the Auror-t had a body not unlike Draco’s real torso. Esmeralda sensed this and timed her lascivious swallows to match every convulsion of the new man. Harry-t writhed as Esmeralda pumped and the beak pecked his scarlet balls clean of hair. His fourth emission left him hugging the connector because his legs would no longer support him.
Harry-t watched the next two become entrapped and engorged without him having to give another creamy libation. During that time the connector slackened, thus he was allowed to lie down on the dais and regain some strength in his leg muscles.
One of the Satraps gave him potion to help Harry-t survive. Given is not the right word. Harry-t refused the offer to begin with; so another satrap held his nose until he opened his mouth and the other villain poured some of the dose in. Harry-t’s lips were sealed magically and his throat massaged. He had to swallow then and the painful process carried on until he had taken the prescribed amount. Harry-t decided that next time he would not resist because his captors had not been gentle and he could feel bruises forming.
Esmeralda kept just enough titillation going so that none of them became soft. By the time the sixth captive had given his fourth splurge Harry-t was feeling quite alert and had no pubic or anal hair left. Then the beak’s neck started to elongate; it wound itself round Harry-t’s left testicle and then around his right one. After that the treatment restarted. The beak was not sharp and it rubbed his perineum, its elongated neck palpitated his balls, the hairy tongue tickled inside, the cylinder gripped the base of his cock and a new internal mouth sucked his glans tip, making it swell. His love-bump was energised. Being sucked and wanked and fucked all at the same time brought Harry-t into a new state of sexual bliss. He clung to the connector, humping it for all he was worth and sexually exciting his audience by his antics. The cord-tongue swelled inside his urethra, not allowing any ejaculate to pass by. Harry-t wept and humped and howled as the excruciatingly erotic, exciting emanations filled his engorgement. Half an hour of display and Esmeralda relented. Harry-t screamed the place down as he discharged his cream into Esmeralda’s swallowing connector.
Then it was Draco-t’s turn, not that he looked like Draco, but it was still entertainingly erotic to watch. Harry-t had slackened but was still fully attached. Each captive in turn gave a show and then paid his libation. After his second show Harry-t passed out. Two and a half hours later he was enervated to drink the potion; enabling him to indulge Esmeralda’s insatiable appetite yet again.
And so it went on – each of the six being enervated and fed, giving an exotic dancer routine, supplying Esmeralda with sperm and collapsing into a coma on the wooden floor of the stage.
~~~ GINEVRA’S PART ~~~
Ginevra-t had awaited the arrest of the six males and, once the place was deserted and her Gillyweed ran out, surfaced beneath the overhanging foliage. She climbed out and, using muggle secateurs, created a hidden nest for herself inside the bushes. She hung up the invisibility cloak to dry thus forming an invisible tent. After that she deposited a number of items which had been attached to her body by straps. As well as those items she ensured that the extendable ears were working and attached her end to a nearby branch. Next, with shears she cut a zigzag crawling entrance to the lawns outside, making sure she was not seen and leaving a few outer branches as a door.
After checking with Astoria, Ginevra-t donned the dry cloak and went on a careful exploratory walkabout; listening internally to the boys as they were debauched by Lucius and then attached to Esmeralda. She managed to find where the confiscated wands were being kept, appropriated them and replaced them with inert facsimiles.
Harry-t’s worry about understanding Esmeralda came through loud and clear.
G:*Got the message – Don’t let on you understand,* replied Ginevra-t, hoping that Esmeralda did not hear her sending.
H:*She only sends in Parseltongue, so maybe she won’t.*
Her main task was to find out where the various factions were incarcerated and what kind of security was being used. To her joy she found that, except when Lucius came to visit, his satraps were very lax, preferring to enjoy plaguing the few dark haired older students who were left. Ginevra-t found that the doors to various cantonments were only bolted on the outside and, because of the satraps’ careless attitude to using magic; she was able to make glamours hiding the fact that the bolts were withdrawn when she needed to visit the inmates. Every couple of hours Ginevra-t would return to her hideout to bring her brother up-to date, via Astoria, about the surroundings and her discoveries. She would also take some sustenance.
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One of the first contacts she made was with the imprisoned professors. They were in the Island School’s equivalent of the Slytherin dungeons at Hogwarts. She observed the prisoners carefully before revealing herself. By listening to conversations using her saint’s medal she identified the Professors Holstein, eventually cornering them in what she supposed was their bedroom. Ginevra-t cast an ‘Obscuro Sonus’ on the room and revealed herself.
“Who are you?
“I’m Ginevra Blake, one of the four Seers. I’m in Polyjuice disguise and your son Fredrik says to tell you to look after grandma’s budgerigar. Not that I know what it means.”
“It’s a private family joke. How is my son?” asked Mrs Holstein, who was first to recover from her shock.
“Recovering well from his ordeal and helping us with the underwater exploration,” replied Ginevra-t.
“That’s just like our Fredrik, he loves swimming. How can we help you, Seer Ginevra?” asked Mr Holstein.
“Please call me Ginny, everyone else does.”
“Very well, I’m Noemi and my husband is Pontus.”
Ginevra shook hands and explained: “In many ways … We’ve infiltrated the Succtopus-dome and hope to rescue everyone. However, firstly; you could tell me why your community down here seems to be divided.”
“In one section are those with fair-hair and active libidos. Those are the ones who are recovering from Esmeralda draining their sexual essences. There are just six of them and we have given them the most comfortable quarters in order that they might recover from their regular ordeals. There are a few others, which do not include us, who think that maybe the Seignior has the right idea. We avoid contact wherever possible and you shouldn’t trust them. The rest of us want to fight back but without our wands we’re almost helpless. We are using the secret passages which the satraps don’t know about to harass them whenever possible.”
“I understand! Let me go and communicate with my peers. Meanwhile will you mark the foreheads of all those whom you trust with this charm.” Ginevra-t handed over a piece of manuscript: “Anyone included will see their compatriot with a yellow stripe on their forehead, thus we can tell friend from foe. May I mark you two first, please?”
“Of course, you may.”
“Insigne Filius Secretus!” Ginevra-t made a number of passes with her finger over Mrs Holstein.
“I had heard you Seers had no need for wands, now I have seen it with my own eyes.”
“We can do non-verbal too. Would you like to choose your wands out of this collection, please?” Ginevra-t held open the bag in which the assorted wands were kept. Once Mrs Holstein had found hers, Ginevra-t taught her how to cast the marking charm on her husband; he was next and now all three could see their brilliant yellow brows.
“Do you recognise any wands that belong to people you trust? If so, please retrieve them and secretly return them to their owners; marking their faces at the same time. You might also inform them that the rescue party are likely to look like some of your captors. We have a special brew of Polyjuice and we’ll be using liberally in order to swap places. We hope that the Seignior does not realise what’s happening until it’s too late.”
“Yes … We understand … When is the break out planned?” Mrs Holstein had chosen about a dozen wands.
“Probably Wednesday early morning. Much of it depends on how soon we can effect the swaps. Someone with a yellow stripe will come to see you first. Please, don’t use any magic after marking your friends until then.”
“That goes without saying, Seer Ginevra. If you could leave the ‘Obscuro Sonus’ on our room we could have a private chat with our trusted friends without being overheard.”
“Would one of you show me the secret way and introduce me to the students, please?”
Mrs Holstein took Ginevra through a couple of secret passages and left her with the head-girl.
~~~ PLOTTING ~~~
Ginevra-t talked to the students and isolated a couple of Fredrik’s friends to hand out the wands; holding much the same kind of conference as she had with the trusted professors.
All this took time; so it was during the captor’s dinnertime that the next phase commenced.
~~~ QUIET TIME ~~~
H:*There’s only one watcher left, Ginny, and Esmeralda’s feeling sleepy.* Harry-t sent to Ginevra-t who was in her bushy nest.
G:*Okay, be with you in five, bringing the necessaries.*
~~~ TAKEOVER ~~~
Willibald Travers had seen all these sexual antics so many times before that they had ceased to be exciting. He sat there being much more interested in cleaning his nails and repairing one that had been damaged when he changed the last set of slaves. Ginevra-t crept up behind him - near enough to touch him.
“Langlock – Incarcerous.” Ginevra-t made sure Travers was still upright on his chair and took a few hairs from him; putting them into a labelled Polyjuice flask.
Harry-t sensed what was happening and touched one of Esmeralda’s tubes: H:*#Just changing donors, Esmeralda.#*
E:*#Okay!#* was the disinterested reply: *#I’ll suck him once he’s connected.#*
Harry realised that the potions in their released ampoules were already affecting Esmeralda’s concentration, otherwise she would have become suspicious.
Travers was given the same Polyjuice that had turned Harry-t into who he was at the present. With Ginevra-t’s aid, Harry-t was disconnected from the various feelers and took Draco’s Polyjuice-antidote followed immediately with the new ‘Travers Polyjuice’. Net result was that Harry-w looked like Willibald and the struggling Travers-t looked like the former Polyjuiced Harry-t. Travers-t cursed and struggled as he was given into Esmeralda’s embrace. Before the two holding-hexes were lifted the two seers administered two more potions – ‘Lascivious’ and ‘Daydream’. They also pushed an ampoule into his urethra, ready to dose Esmeralda further.
Travers-t was released once ‘Daydream’ had taken effect; with a beatific smile on his face co-operated in his Succtopus seduction. Harry-w, meanwhile, took up Travers’s nonchalant attitude in the watchman’s chair. Ginevra-t marked him with ‘Insigne Filius Secretus’ and sank down under the cloak to wait beside Harry-w. A sleepy Esmeralda was far too occupied with her new seductee to notice that anything untoward had occurred.
Quarter of an hour later Dissendium Porter came to relieve Travers: “His Nibs has gone to his room, Willy, and the house-elves have taken your meal to your room.”
“Thanks, Dizzy, what is it?”
“One of your favourites, fish and chips,” Dissendium said with a Draco like smirk.
“Fool, you know I don’t like that.” Harry-w began to mock wrestle with Dissendium. That pretext gave Ginevra-t enough time to get a couple more hairs and then they overcame Porter using the same techniques that they had on Willibald Travers.
Draco-t was freed and undertook an equivalent transformation to the one that Harry had undergone. Draco-d took over the watchman’s chair whilst Harry-w, salivating about fish and chips, was shown by an invisible Ginevra-t where his quarters were. Once inside Harry-w cast an ‘Obscuro Sonus’ whilst Ginevra-t made a secure locking charm. They sat down and quickly shared the delicious fish and chips before the house-elves returned to take away the empties. During the meal Ginevra-t showed Harry-w his whereabouts on a map and he tried to memorise the main places around the school.
They had only just finished when Draco-d sent, D:*Sidebottom arrived; now chatting to me about seducing one of the students later on.*
An invisible Ginevra-t went back to the quadrangle to assist Draco-d in rescuing Olaf-t and substituting Arnoldus Sidebottom. Once that was done the two of them went on patrol, giving the scheduled enervating potions to the performers on the dais and helping to take the students ‘off charge’ for the night. In order not to arouse suspicions the other three Polyjuiced Aurors-t were to remain plugged in until dawn.
Harry-w managed to get some sleep in Travers’s bed. Draco-d and Olaf-a took turns to nap in the watchman’s chair instead of seducing one of the students – which had been Porter’s original idea of fun.
~~~ TUESDAY 5TH JUNE ~~~
Morning came; Harry-w went to the mess-room for breakfast, pretending that he had a slight hangover. Although he got some ribbing from his supposed mates, he was not expected to pick up previous conversations and thus give himself away. He managed an undetected breakfast and found, from the notice board, that he was assigned to ‘escort and plug in duty’ for the next batch of students. He also noted that there would be no females in this batch of interns because, according to the notice, there were none due to ovulate that day. He sent back that information to Ginevra in her nest.
With his other three mates and acting tough, he manhandled the protesters into the quadrangle. Harry-w got a hard-on whilst attaching their young healthy bodies to a dozy Esmeralda’s tubes. He noticed that the other satraps were in the same predicament, because they all had to make sure the young males were fully rampant before the sucker was applied. These tentacles were much less complicated than the tongue like tubes. Because he had been on afternoon watch Harry-w had the rest of the day off as did one of the other jailers. He had noted from the notices that they would have an overnight duty next.
Harry-w hung round the quadrangle ostensibly eyeing up the fresh talent as they indulged in their throes of delight. In reality he was going to assist in the changeover of the other two guards so that two Nordic Auror-ts could exchange identities. His job was to cast a ‘Non Video’ between the guards and a semi-comatose Esmeralda to hide the resulting struggle. Then he had to send a ‘just changing’ Parseltongue message to Esmeralda.
E*#I’m feeling quite exhausted, Willibald#*.
H:*#Could it be to do with your pregnancy? I know that human mothers suffer like that when they are carrying.#* Harry-w tried to hide his glee that the ampoules were taking effect.
E:*#Mmm … Perhaps that’s it. These new ones are very lively. I thought there were only six.#*
H:*#So did we, but another six must have sneaked in. We’re chasing the last one down now,#* Harry-w put as much Draco-like confidence into his sent lie.
E:*#I think I like them more mature, the periphery ones don’t have as strong a flavour.#*
H:*#Enjoy these, and the next one, when we’ve caught him; then you can have the others again tomorrow.#*
E:*#Tell Bossy-boots, that I want to keep these for two days more, then I’ll have those young professors back.#*
H:*#Telling him wouldn’t be good for my health, Esmeralda.#* Harry-w managed to send a giggle: *#However I will make your urgent request to him.#*
Esmeralda giggled back sleepily: E:*#Your sending practice is improving. See you later, Smart-boy!#* Harry-w felt the link close.
“I’m going for a stroll,” Harry-w informed the other two loudly: “See you later at lunch.”
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