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Chapter 8 -
Pathetic
“No,” Cho said simply, ignoring her mouth watering but
taking time to berate her body for doing it.
“No?” Harry repeated in mock surprise. “You can’t possibly think you have a bloody
choice here, do you? Or are you tired
from doing it to him all day?”
“Asshole!” Cho sneered. “Have I done that too him all day? Why don’t you tell me, Harry! You said you know everything I get up too! You’re watching me all the time! So tell me, have I?”
Harry watched her narrowed eyes with his own narrowing
ones. In the brief moment they stood in
silence, behind the building with his hard member out and pointed at her, she
hoped someone would walk by and see them.
“No…you haven’t,” he answered, blankly and to her surprise.
Right! I’ve thought about it, but I haven’t done it…
“But you want too,” Harry added and Cho’s eyes widened
slightly with the fear that he was a skilled Legilimens. Though the world praised him for brushing his
teeth everyday on his own, she knew he wasn’t that talented. “…to me…right now,” he continued after a
moment before placing his hand on her shoulder.
He applied pressure on her to make her kneel, and she did.
Cho’s mouth was moist, though her anger was strong. The area between her legs had been just as
lubricated all day. She didn’t
necessarily want to do it, she would survive the day without physical contact
from him, but he didn’t seemed to sane to let her go without it. Her tongue, though ready to say spiteful
things to him was also licking the back of her teeth as she got closer to the
ground; closer to him.
“I hate you,” Cho said evenly, looking up at him over his
hardness.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full, Love. It’s impolite,” he said just as evenly as
before pushing his hips forward and filling her reluctant, not so reluctant,
mouth.
Harry held the side of her head and the wall and grunted as
he fell into a rhythm while fucking her mouth.
Cho’s body was at war with itself, parts of it cheering as it always did
when he touched her and wanting additional pleasure as well, while her mind
called him everything under the sun. But
even though she was hating him to the utmost at the
moment, Cho sucked him in earnest. And
though he was being a jerk to her, Harry didn’t try to choke her with his dick
as he pumped it in her mouth considerately.
The orifice between the pretty Ravenclaw’s legs was
leaking. That was the main area her mind
was at war with. But Cho couldn’t deny
that sucking Harry also turned her on...most of time.
So what? Just suck him off and go back into the
pub. Don’t give him the satisfaction of
knowing he’s turning you on! He’s an
arse!
Right, can’t let on
how hot I am at this moment. BUT I need
to cum!
NO! Don’t you think that’ll give it away if you
start touching yourself?
Okay, so I blow him;
stay this turned on; go into the pub and let Cormac
brush his arm up against me and…
Jump his bones right
there on the table?
Which
would cause…
Harry to jump and
break every bone he possesses?
Exactly!
Alright, do it! But…don’t…enjoy it!
Right…
After fighting with herself, Cho made quick work of her
zipper. Soon the very hand Cormac had been gently caressing with his finger was shoved
into Cho’s jeans and panties as she began teasing her clitoris.
“Yes…Love…that better be…the only hand…in your pants…besides
mine!” Harry stuttered as he continued fornicating with her mouth.
Cho wanted to bite him right there for his comment, but she
thought getting him over (and herself as well) quickly would be more
productive. Besides, she’s bit him in the
past, and he got off on it. And getting
off was exactly what he was set to do momentarily. Cho could tell he would soon fill her mouth
as his penis pulsated on her tongue.
Normally she loved this part, bringing him to edge,
feel him trying to resist spewing all types of nonsense about how good her
mouth made him feel and how he never wanted to leave it. But not this time, at least
not for the same reasons. She
just wanted him to cum. And when he
finally did fill her mouth, Cho’s body reacted and she came as well. Her orgasm wasn’t nearly as good as from that
very same activity, but he was done, and it was done, and she was satisfied
with that.
Cho released him from her mouth and stood up. There was only a hint in her body that she
had had an orgasm. Normally, the
Ravenclaw found it difficult to stand so easy after one. But Cho only felt that there was a hand in
her crotch a moment ago, and that her fingers were slightly wet. However, her fingers would become even more wet when Harry took her hand and began sucking on her
fingers hungrily. She wanted to tell him
how disgusting he was, though she liked seeing him do that in the past, but she
couldn’t speak at the moment. Harry
noticed this too as he sucked her fingers and watched her eyes.
Cho looked down as he fed off her hand while she zipped and
buttoned her jeans with her free one.
She watched Harry finally give up on her fingers and tuck his forcibly
sucked penis back into his jeans and closed them. He looked back into her eyes with a smug
smile on his face.
“Nothing to say, Love? No ‘You tasted wonderful!’, ‘Can’t wait to
have you inside me!’, ‘I hate you, Harry Potter!’ None of that?” he asked with a smile she
wanted so desperately to smack off his face.
Suddenly, however, the reason she couldn’t speak was
revealed. Cho watched his eyes angrily,
turned her head to side and spit out his leavings on the ground with
disgust. “I hate you, Harry Potter!” she
growled, then pushed passed him hard and stalked away.
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Cho tried not to let her event with Harry ruin the rest of
her date. But Cormac
had noticed a change in her but waited to ask once they got back to the
castle. “Cho, are you…alright?” he asked
nervously, before they entered the Great Hall for the Halloween feast.
The pretty girl exhaled heavily, knowing she had let Harry
ruin her date. “Yes, Cormac. I’m
fine. I’m sorry…it’s just…”
“Is it…me?” he asked nervously.
Cho lifted her sad eyes to meet his worried ones. “No! No, not at all, Cormac. You’ve been…a lot of fun today. I’ve had a great time!”
The worry seem to only lift
slightly from the Gryffindor’s eyes.
“Oh…well, great. It’s just after
you came from outside…”
After I came outside,
you mean… she sighed as she thought.
“…you seemed a bit…down, tense even. Thought perhaps…you had another run in with
Potter, he was…”
Cho nearly gasped.
Fear shot through her at Cormac’s words. “How…did you…know…”
“That Potter was outside?” Cormac
said with confusion. “Oh, he left before
you did. Maybe you didn’t notice him, so
maybe that’s not why you were tense. But
I noticed Ginny constantly watching the door; he was gone a long time. She looked worried. Then I began to worry about you. Didn’t know if you two were
having another row outside or something.”
A row outside AND
something, alright!
“Thought maybe I’d have to come and break it up! But then you…
Got a good hold on him, Ginny?” Cormac’s
attention shifted to the Golden Trio and their fourth waiting to get into the
Great Hall doors. Cho looked to the
group and her eyes met green angrily.
“Hate to see you worry like that,” Cormac
added with a smile, but Harry and Cho didn’t notice as they glared at each
other.
“Thanks, Cormac! Got a good hold on this one now! Not getting away from me if I can help it!”
Ginny added joyfully in return as she clutched Harry’s waist tightly while they
walked in.
As the Gryffindors past their eldest one, Cho shook her
head. “I take it you don’t care much for
Ginny either if you’re happy she’s with him,” Cho observed.
Cormac watched the group sit
down. “I think she’s great
actually. She’s too good for him,” he
said, then turned his attention back to Cho.
“Just like you were too good for him…and Michael. In fact, the only bloke that was worth your
time was Diggory…”
Cho sighed sadly at the mention of Cedric. She missed him. And had often wondered if he were still
around, would her life had turned out this way. But then she sighed sadly again when she
reminded herself that even while she was with Cedric, she still liked
Harry. I just can’t shake him for anything, can I? she
thought. Well, she could try.
“Cormac…uh…you think we could
study together…tomorrow?” Cho asked, nervously, hopefully.
The smile on the seventh year boy’s face was from ear to
ear. “Yes, Cho! That would be…fantastic! After dinner then, or would
you prefer earlier? It is Sunday
after all.”
Cho smiled at his smile and eagerness. “You tell me.
I daresay I owe you that at least since I ruined the end of our date.”
Cormac’s eyes darted around as if looking for the proper response and
trying not to seem so eager. “Um…after lunch then, if that’s fine with you?”
“After lunch it is.
Thanks again for the date, Cormac,” said
Cho. Then, bravely, the Ravenclaw stood
on her toes and kissed the already blushing Gryffindor on the cheek. “Tomorrow then,” she said afterward, and
walked to her table with a smile on her face.
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The Ravenclaw had beamed through dinner, while talking with
her friends, well, mostly Terry because Marietta
seemed to have an attitude with her, and all the way back to her Tower. She sat in her common room with Terry
discussing her date with Cormac.
“Looked like you two were having a good time,” he said,
smiling knowingly.
“Brilliant time, actually,” beamed Cho,
forcing herself to ignore the down part of her day, which was her going down
part that day.
“I’d have a ‘brilliant time actually’ too with someone that
cute!” Terry joked.
Cho snorted. “I’m
sure you would. But he’s older than you, I think he could teach you a thing or two about a
brilliant time.”
Terry sucked his teeth.
“Nope, he likes girls, remember?
That means I will have to teach him EVERYTHING! And trust me, I
wouldn’t leave one earlobe, one dimple, one orifice untaught!”
Cho laughed hard and hit him with the back of her hand. “You are so silly!” Then something dawned on the pretty Ravenclaw
as she laughed. “Earlobe? Teaching! Lounge! OH, SHIT!”
“Cho!” Terry exclaimed with mock
indignation. “Such
language!”
Cho smiled briefly at her friend and stood up. “Yeah…I’m a dirty girl with a dirty
mouth…ANYWAY, Terry, I’ll see you later.
I just remembered where I lost something.” And before Terry could say another word, Cho
was out the door.
It was already late when she left her Tower, but Cho knew it
wouldn’t take her much time to find her earring Harry had taken out of her ear
with his teeth when he was claiming his favorite body parts. She’d make it back to her House before
curfew…well, before any teachers saw her out after curfew, she hoped.
Rounding the corner of the corridor leading to the room she
had spent way to much time in with her assailant, Cho could see in the hall
that the door was partially ajar. There
was a soft glow of light coming from the crack.
The Ravenclaw smiled when she realized that meant some students were in
there doing some naughty things.
Can’t be much worse
then what Harry and I have done! she joked to
herself.
No, what he’s done to
me!
Well, you did tie him
to the wall that time and...
Before Cho could finish her sinfully delightful memory, she
found herself standing at the door. The
raven-haired girl knew she should come back the next day to find the earring,
but she couldn’t deny the fact that she was curious to see who was making time
with each other in the room. Into voyeurism now, are we? Cho half
scolded herself, trying to suppress her smile.
When she heard the only too familiar sounds of sucking, Cho did all she
could not to burst out in a giggle and fall through the door.
The pretty Ravenclaw peeked in the crack of the door and had
to widen it just a little more. There
she saw the couple, well, she saw the boy.
A mess of unruly raven hair was lying on the couch, with the head of it’s owner looking nervously, painfully, awkwardly,
disgustedly…Cho couldn’t tell which, up toward the ceiling. When the seventh year looked further down the
body of the boy, she saw a head with a red ponytail bobbing up and down on his
mid-section. Cho had to cover her mouth
with her hand to keep from laughing out loud as she watched the Golden Couple
sharing in an intimate moment.
You would think he
would look a little more pleased at receiving two blows in one day! Cho
thought to herself. I’ve blown him three times in a day once. Thought my bloody jaw would unhinge, that
bastard.
Cho, wait, that was
your idea though.
Oh, yeah…
Finally, Ginny released Harry’s not-as-hard-as-Cho-has-had
hardness from her mouth, and stroked his slicked penis as she smiled up at
him. Harry looked relieved that she
had. “I love you, Harry,” Ginny said
sweetly.
Cho watched Harry lift his head slightly to look at his
girlfriend, then lay his head back down with a worried
look on his face. “I know, Gin. I…care about you too. I mean…”
Cho held her nose as she let a snort escape her.
“I want to make love…with you,” Ginny said interrupting him.
Make love? Harry Potter?
Not bloody likely! Cho thought with a giggle. Fuck
you silly? Definite possibility!
Now Harry sat up and rested on his elbows as he eyed his
girlfriend. “Wh-what?” Harry asked
nervously.
It would seem your
girlfriend would like to shag you, Harry!
My God, had she been doing it, I would be able to walk straight for at
least four days of the week!
Ginny smiled even brighter at her boyfriend and slide up his
body, leaving his half hard penis to rest on his stomach. Cho watched his member for the moment, having
never really seen it in that semi-hard state until it was already sated. Harry was always already rock hard and ready
to go when he came to her. She wondered
if maybe he was in that state when she would stroke him through his pants on
occasion, because it would rapidly fill to it’s
capacity when he or she took it out to play.
Well, Miss Weasley, you’re
going to have be more than cute to get Harry going if
you want to fu…oh, make love to him!
Cho was having a lot of fun joking to herself as she watched the
Gryffindors.
“Maybe…maybe we…shouldn’t…Gin. I mean…we’ve only been…together for…a little
over a month…we can…wait. Don’t
feel…obligated or anything,” Harry stuttered.
No, you’re only ‘obligated’
when he holds you down and makes you a whore…HIS whore. No, his ‘dirty girl’, Cho sneered
momentarily.
“I don’t feel obligated at all, Harry,” Ginny beamed,
straddling him and hovering an inch over his mouth. “I’ve loved you forever. All I’ve ever wanted was you.” Then the redhead kissed her boyfriend. Though Cho had seen Harry and Ginny kiss
before, this one was different. They, or rather, he was always very passionate when kissing
her, particularly when he’s eaten Cho out that day, but at the moment, he was
less than passionate. Ginny kissed her
boyfriend with all her might, not noticing his obvious distance, or not caring.
Cho’s eyes narrowed in confusion as she watched the littlest
Weasley. I wonder if she thinks she’s kissing Harry, or is she kissing Harry
Potter the Boy-Who-Lived-To-Be-The-Chosen-One-Everyone-Adored….including herself? No wonder
I’m often visited by Harry Nutter!
But Cho was shaken out of her reverie when Ginny sat up
suddenly, and yanked her shirt over her head.
The action seemed to also get the attention of the Boy Hero as his
worried expression seemed more pronounced.
When Ginny giggled as she made quick work of her bra, Cho could see
Harry pale even more. “Ginny…honestly…we
can…wait…we have…time,” he said hastily, nervously.
Ginny’s girlish smile disappeared as she stopped unbuttoning
her jeans. Her cute face saddened
slightly as she watched her nervous boyfriend underneath her. “You…don’t want…me, Harry?” she asked
solemnly. Even Cho felt sorry for her at
that moment as she recognized that Harry was rejecting his willing, love-sick
girlfriend.
Harry’s green eyes darted around quickly as if the proper
response would appear from under the cushions he laid on. But then he sighed quietly and looked back in
the brown eyes of his girlfriend.
“Yes…Ginny…I do want you. I
just…” but he was interrupted when her smiling face leaned down toward him and
kissed him once more.
This time Harry kissed his girlfriend back properly,
passionately, the way Cho had witnessed them do in the past. And then she saw Ginny wiggle skillfully,
considering her position, out of her jeans and underwear.
Wow, she’s gets to
wear knickers. Lucky her! Cho
thought spitefully.
“I know…you’re nervous, Harry,” Ginny said after breaking
their kiss and looking deeply into his worried eyes. “But…I…know what to do…”
Really? Because Michael really provided me with no proper instruction for
future shagging. Then again,
nothing could prepare me for Harry…
“And sense you haven’t…done this before, I’ll take control
for right now,” Ginny added.
Haven’t done it
before? HA! Cho said so loudly in
her head, she was sure the Golden Couple could hear her. Haven’t
done it today, perhaps! And that’s
because he opted for a blow job…
“But Ginny…what would Ron and your parents think if we…so
soon?” Harry asked, still trying to find a way out. But Ginny wasn’t faltering in her efforts to
have her love. Kissing him again, to
keep him quiet, the fifth years hand slid down her beloved’s body and
positioned himself at her entrance. And
just as Cho had done the first time she rode Harry on her own accord, Ginny
slid down and engulfed his semi-erect penis into her body. Harry broke their kiss and hissed. “Ginny…” he said with surprise, and possibly
pleasure, Cho wasn’t sure. But she was
sure of one thing, when Ginny sat up on her man and moaned, and the corner of
her mouth tugged into a smile, she was receiving just what she had been waiting
for. Cho just wondered how wide Ginny’s
smile would be if she received Harry at his full erectness; when it was nearly
purpling with desire. Cho wondered if
Ginny could accommodate him, considering how her walls seemed surprised, though
happy, when he entered her.
“Mmmm, Harry…” moaned Ginny as her
small frame began to the ride him.
Cho couldn’t help but smile, outside of the entire scene
being funny to watch. Just you wait, Missy, it gets even
better! The Ravenclaw, knowing the
Gryffindor’s body and sexual reactions like the back of her hand, knew soon
Harry would get into what he was receiving and be whimpering like a girl from
being ridden as he always did.
Ginny’s head was thrown back and her eyes were closed as the
smile never left her face while taking her boyfriend. Cho wanted to snort from laughter but kept it
contained and decided to watch Harry, waiting to hear that first girlish
whimper that would surely send Cho into a laughing fit. The seventh year had gotten use to it sense
the first time he made those noises from her ministrations and it was hot to
her now, but when she would think back on it sometimes, she would often
giggle. But when she looked down at the Boy-Who-Was-Being-Fuc…Made-Love-Too, she had to put her hand tightly over her
mouth. Harry looked as though it was
indeed his first time at having sex. The
sixteen year old’s face was turned to the side, his
emerald eyes were closed tightly, and his brow furrowed in a pain, fear,
disgust, again Cho wasn’t sure. And the
sweat that was already glistening on his forehead as his girlfriend began
riding him even harder, just added to his look of being de-virginized.
What’s the matter wittle Harwy, don’t like being
taking so suddenly? Cho joked in her mind.
“Oh, Harry…you feel so…so…wonderful…” Ginny moaned to the
ceiling in ecstasy, as Harry lay underneath biting his lip harder and squeezing
his eyes shut so tightly, he was wringing the sweat from his forehead it
seemed. Cho was also doing quite a bit
of biting; her tongue, her lip, her hand.
This is too much! I…should go… she suggested to herself,
though her feet didn’t move.
Ginny seemed lost in the love-making and the littlest
Weasley began playing with her own breasts.
Uh, oh! Cho thought as she
watched Ginny massaging her creamy white orbs.
Harry gets very possessive over
those! Wonder if he’ll smack her
precious hands away like he does me when I do that?
But Harry was too lost in keeping himself from watching the
love-making that he hadn’t noticed Ginny’s actions…or Ginny for that
matter. “Look at me, Harry,” Ginny
moaned breathlessly, and she looked down at him. “I want to…see your eyes…while I’m…making love
to you…” Cho wasn’t sure if the slight
shake of his head meant ‘no’, but it didn’t matter because he finally aimed it
upward, though he kept his eyes closed for a moment. And although he was already breathing
heavily, he seemed to take an extra breath before he opened his green eyes to
his new lover.
As much as Cho knew he loved to watch her riding him, or her
blowing him, or her underneath him as he fucked her, or watching her as he ate
her out, she couldn’t for the life of her understand why the sight of watching
someone he “cared about” ride him, didn’t throw him into one of his sexual
frenzies. Instead, he looked fearful at
the sight above him. And Cho also didn’t
know why she still hadn’t heard his trademark girlish whimpers from Ginny’s
ministrations.
She must not be riding
him hard enough. Guess you got to hate
your partner to want to grind him until he snaps in half! Cho thought. Love’s
the opposite of hate, so she should be able to accomplish that goal anyway!
“Don’t…look so scared, Harry,” Ginny said between
breaths. “It’s okay…to enjoy me,
Love.” The word ‘love’ seemed to cause
Harry and Cho to simultaneously pull a face of slight disgust. But Harry covered his up quickly with a
consenting nod. “Touch me…please…” she
begged lustfully.
She has to ask? Blimey, she didn’t know she was going out
with the human octopus, I suppose? I can
barely keep up with his hands sometimes!
Cho was just about to shake her head at the oddness of
Ginny’s question, but when Harry slowly lifted his hand, she stopped to
focus. His large, lightly calloused
hands tentatively floated toward Ginny’s breast. She’s
going to like this, Cho thought, seeming able to feel his hands on her at
the very moment as well. And when Harry
placed his hand on his girlfriend’s mound, Ginny groaned in enjoyment. Harry slowly began to massage the orb and
finally released a moan of, well, involvement at that point. Cho knew he was starting to get into it as
his hands became a little more aggressive on the creamy white meat. Ginny seemed to appreciate it, rubbing her
hand up and down his arm that held her as she rode him. And then he slid his fingers to the rock
hard, red tip and glided his fingers teasingly over it.
“Oh, Harry…” Ginny said breathlessly again. His eyes were lidded under his glasses as he
watched his fingers rolled the tip and letting another moan escape. And then finally, they squeezed the nub,
hard. “Sssss,
ouch!” said Ginny, wincing in pain.
Harry’s lidded eyes sprung open and his hand quickly retracted and
landed back on the cushion of the couch.
Oh, you can’t
serious? A little pinch like that, and she’s in pain? She hasn’t a clue what kind of pleasurable
pain he’s capable of. She better get use
to it!
“I’m…sorry…I’m sorry, Ginny…really,” Harry stuttered,
fearfully. “I didn’t mean too…I just
got…lost…in…”
Ginny slowed her ride for a moment and smiled at her
apologetic boyfriend. “It’s…alright,
Harry. Just caught me off guard, is all.” The
redhead leaned down to her boyfriend and kissed him gently. “It’s your first time, Love. You’re bound to make…some mistakes,” she said
brushing her lips against his again.
“And…I think I liked it,” her smiled added before they fell into a
deeper kiss.
Cho watched Harry kiss his girlfriend as the redhead rocked
her hips again on his manhood. He was
much more into it, she noticed. So much
so, that when Ginny’s head turn to kiss his cheek, his head followed her as if
to get to her lips again. Then Harry’s
hand that had been apparently buried in the cushions on the other side, lifted
and held Ginny’s head in place to kiss him.
There’s the aggressive
Harry I know…even though we don’t kiss.
Must be nice to kiss someone you…like at least… Hmm, I wonder how good a kisser Cormac is? she
thought with a smile. Maybe I could bring him here and find out…
But Cho’s thoughts were interrupted when she saw Harry do
something strange. While being kissed
thoroughly by his girlfriend, and sexed in the same manner, Harry pulled his
wand from underneath him. Still holding
Ginny with his other hand, Harry slowly lifted his wand to Ginny’s red ponytail. Suddenly, the ponytail was jet black. Cho’s hand needn’t cover her mouth anymore
because it was gaping open from shock.
And she saw Harry open his eyes to see his work, then pull his lips away
from Ginny’s so that she could kiss his neck; Cho wasn’t sure she was breathing
anymore. But it was when he held the
hair and put it to his nose and smiled while Ginny devoured his neck, that Cho
was no longer feeling the emotion of shock.
Anger had taken its place. And
when Harry grunted suddenly that he wouldn’t be lasting much longer, the
Ravenclaw was so disgusted that she stormed away from the door and to her
Tower.
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Though falling into a fitful sleep, Cho’s body felt suddenly
blissful. It was aroused and presently
being satisfied so well she had to open her eyes. But she didn’t see her dark room and canopy
above her head. The Ravenclaw saw bright
white walls and a sun-laden window across the way. And she saw that she was laying on something
soft and white; a bed she had never seen or been in before. Then she moaned as a feeling of something
hard, gliding, pleasing was pleasuring her between her legs.
As the pretty girl turned her head, she first saw a strong
arm holding someone up above her, in addition to her knee tucked under their
arm. When she fully faced forward, she
gasped and moaned at he sight of Cedric making love to
her. He smiled and before she questioned
why or how he was there, he kissed her passionately. Cho felt as though she was in the clouds as
she kissed her departed boyfriend with all her might and he rode her insides
tenderly. “Cedric…” she was finally able
to utter breathlessly when he pulled an inch from her lips.
“Not quite, darling,” said a male voice that wasn’t
Cedric’s. Cho opened her eyes to see
Michael hovering above her, still riding her insides as tenderly as Cedric had
been.
“M-Michael?” Cho said, with slight
disgust. His undefined chest and arms
were above and beside her.
Michael nodded. “I
believe that’s the first time you’ve said my name while we’ve made love,” he
said continuing his thrusts inside her.
“We’ve…never made love…” Cho said with slight anger, though
her body was still floating above.
“Hmph,” said Michael with a
smile. “Maybe if you…kissed me more,” he
said then covered her lips with his. Cho
kissed him back, but it wasn’t as sweet as Cedric’s kisses.
After moment, Cho couldn’t take the kissing anymore. “No…don’t…kiss me,” she whispered
disgustedly.
“We couldn’t give it a try, just once, Cho?” asked a male
voice that wasn’t Michael’s anymore. Cho
opened her eyes to see Cormac’s strong arms holding himself up as he was now taking her, and well.
“Cormac?” she said with surprise,
but as a stroke of his dick hit her sweet spot, his name fell from her lips in
lustful begging. “Oh…Cormac…”
she said, locking her legs around his back.
“May…I kiss you, Love?” he asked her sweetly.
“Yes…don’t…call me ‘Love’, but yes, Cormac,
kiss me, please!”
A flowery scent entered her nose as the Gryffindor lowered
his lips to hers and Cho only kissed them once before opening her mouth
willingly for his tongue. He didn’t
hesitate to plunge it right in and Cho’s happily danced with it, as they’re
life forces collided deliciously together.
And then it was over.
Well, the action stopped. Cormac had stopped suddenly. Cho opened her eyes to see Cormac being pulled off and out of her by Harry. “HARRY!” Cho shouted angrily. “Don’t hurt…”
“Relax, Love,” he said with a devious smile. “I’m going to show him how to make you cum
the hardest.” And before Cho could
respond, Harry had lowered himself in between her legs.
Cho’s legs knew it was Harry in between them and they
instantly opened for him as they always did.
Though having been having sex, with several people it seemed, Cho’s body
flushed with desire as she felt Harry’s breath on her clit. Then she felt his tongue and with the one
flick of it, she was in the clouds the other boys had to fuck her to get her
too. And when he began to lick her
thoroughly, teasing her hole with his tongue, and sucking her clit into his
mouth, Cho’s body arched to give him full access to his favorite meal.
“God…Harry…Oh, God!” she moaned, putting her hands above her
head trying to find something to hold on too as he took her body to their
private place in Heaven. And then Cho
felt the familiar stirring in her loins as Harry seemed to literally be trying
to eat her insides out. She could feel
his nose, lips and devilish tongue burying themselves in her folds. Holding her lips open even more with his
fingers, Harry’s tongue lapped hungrily, quickly, vigorously up pussy. Cho’s insides were going crazy and she wanted
to scream from the pleasure. “I’m…going
to…cum…I’m going…”
“Cum, Love…” he begged in her folds before shoving his
tongue deep in her hole.
Cho finally screamed when she came. She felt Harry’s mouth open on her vagina as
if trying to drink her in as she often did him.
Then Cho opened her eyes to see if Cormac had
been taking notes in what was obviously a dream, but instead of a white bed,
and sun-laden window, Cho saw darkness.
However, she still felt her femininity presently being licked
cleaned. When she looked down her bed, a
bit of moonlight peeking through her curtains caught Harry’s scar.
Cho pulled at her arms still above her head, and found they
were bound there like they used to be.
But before she could say thing, Harry lifted his head from between her
legs and licked his lips. He flicked his
wand at her and Cho’s arms released from their restraints. Cho angrily watched Harry pull something off
her bed before opening her curtains, standing up, giving her one last look from
his glistening face, then throwing a material over his head and disappearing.
When her curtain’s fell back into place, Cho pulled down her
gown, turned over in her bed covers, and cursed Harry’s name to high heaven in
her pillow. She was angry that he had
made her cum. She was even more furious
that he had come to her after being made love to by his girlfriend. And most importantly, she was angry that he
made her cum while she was angry with him.
But by the end of her private rant inside her four-poster, there was
only one thing she could think: How pathetic you are, Harry Potter…
*********************************************************************
However, Cho found that not all Gryffindor’s were the
same. Least not the ones that had an interest, be it sick or sweet, in her. Cormac had been a
great study partner-date-not-under-the-table.
He had been the perfect gentleman as he had been on their date. And though he seemed even more nervous with
their study date then their date in Hogsmeade, he had been a very helpful
partner. Granted, Cho was a Ravenclaw
with academics as her main focus, but Cormac was just
nearly as brilliant at Defense as Harry…
Damn it! Cho scold
herself as she sat across from Cormac at their table
in the library. Why are you thinking about Harry?
Sorry! I didn’t mean to think about the
Pathetic-Boy-Who-Lived.
Fine, then. Just go back to what you were thinking before.
Oh, was that my
Transfiguration essay or wondering if Cormac could
kiss me like he did in the dream last night?
Either! Just don’t think about the part when Harry’s
tongue…
“Damn it!” she said out loud over the table. Cho quickly covered her mouth as Cormac looked up from his book.
“I…I’m sorry, Cho.
Did you need this book now?” Cormac whispered
nervously at the pretty Ravenclaw.
Cho blushed from her outburst. “Uh, no, Cormac. I’m
sorry…I just…had something on my mind that was making it difficult for me to
concentrate.”
Cormac considered the girl for a
moment, but nodded. He looked at his
watch, while keeping a watchful, nervous eye on his study partner. “Well, it’s no wonder you’re having difficulty
concentrating. It’s time for dinner, isn’t
it?”
Cho looked at her watch for confirmation that she had spent
five hours in the library with Cormac studying, and
he had survived it. And most
importantly, Cho had survived not straddling his lap in the hopes of receiving
her fantasy kiss. She had to admit, part
of her natural wetness for that day, caused by Harry’s constant taking of her
body, had a little to do with the seventh year Gryffindor too. It was odd that a person who had only smiled
at her mostly from across the table could get her naughty bits tingling. Then again, any boy these
days were having an ‘arousing affect’ on the Ravenclaw girl. But only one seemed worthy of it…
“So may I?” Cho heard Cormac say,
shaking her from her thoughts.
“I’m sorry?” she asked, narrowing her eyes in confusion.
Cormac sighed with a smile. “May I walk you to dinner? And but quick, because you seem in need of
sustenance.”
Little do you know…
Cho began packing her things up. “Yes, Cormac, that
would be fine. Let’s get going
then.”
Before you find
yourself on this table, or I find myself under the table doing awfully naughty
things…
The seventh year Gryffindor walked Cho to the Great Hall,
unaware that his most favorite body parts were being plotted on by the pretty
girl he was escorting. The two had
talked about anything and nothing at all on the way down to dinner, having not
been able to really talk in the library, lest having Madam Pince
kick them out.
Once they entered the Great Hall, Cormac
stopped them. “May I also walk you back
to your Tower once we’re done eating, Cho?” he asked nervously.
Cho couldn’t help but smile.
“Yes, Cormac. I’d like that.” And the two smiled as they walked to their
tables.
Terry scooted over to make room for Cho. He also wore a large smile on his face as the
girl sat next to him. “Well, to make a
man smile like that, you must have given a good…”
“Terry!” Cho nearly shouted in a whisper though her smile
was hard press to be suppressed.
“We…studied all day. And he’s
going to walk me back to my dorm…” Cho started but her words trailed off when
she saw Harry sitting down with Ginny attached to his hip. He smiled a devious smile at her, and Cho’s
smile finally vanished from her face. I hate you, you sodding bastard! she thought. She
rolled her eyes hatefully at the Gryffindor, and then tried to remember what
she had just been saying.
It was Sunday, Harry and Cho’s day of rest before their
usual earth-shattering Monday mornings in her bedroom. But Cho refused to have him after his stunt
in Hogsmeade, and then his making love to his girlfriend then sneaking into her
bedroom in the middle of the night to taste her. No, no Monday morning of mind blowing sex for
the pathetic hero. But how could she
avoid it? He was always there in the
morning when she woke up or waiting for her when she got out of the
shower. She never knew when he got
there, or how long he had been there, and she never had time to think of it
before he had her in his clutches.
Cho would have to come up with a plan to avoid him.
************
Sunday night, Cho rested in her bed. Not slept, but rested. She had masturbated thoroughly and roughly in
the shower because her body’s natural clock seemed to know that Monday morning
was mere hours away and it was excited.
So Cho had to take care of herself so as not to be tempted into laying in her bed all night, waiting for Harry to perform
unspeakable acts of pleasure to her in the morning.
Cho used to love Monday mornings. She had for well over a month, but not this
one. After four hours into the new day,
Cho found herself sneaking down the stairs of her dormitory. The pretty, and clever, girl snuck across her
empty common room and found the couch next to Rowena Ravenclaw’s statue. Transfiguring a bag she had already packed
the night before into an ottoman, Cho placed a warming spell on herself in the
cold room, before placing the disillusionment charm on herself. The Ravenclaw laid
down on the cushy navy blue sofa, and found herself falling asleep. A buzzing on her wrist every twenty minutes,
however, punctured her sleep. She
charmed her watched to vibrate in those intervals of twenty, to alert her that
she may need to re-charm herself.
But it wasn’t her wrist that alerted her awake at a little
after 6am. Cho startled when she heard
her Tower door open and close. She
looked down to see her creamy white arm very visible on the couch and quickly
made herself disappear. The seventh year
heard footsteps, but saw no one. Then,
out of no where, a wand appeared near her.
She recognized the dark wood of the wand, and the fresh woodsy
smell. Cho held her breath as she
watched the wand poke with precision at Rowena’s statue until it seemed
satisfied it had completed its task. But
it was after the wand retracted and Cho heard the familiar sound of a sniff in
her direction that she was sure her heart had stop beating.
Damn it! He can smell me! Should have bloody known as much since he
loves sniffing me…all over… Cho scold herself.
But her worry was for naught when after a moment, she heard
the footsteps again walking away from her, to her staircase, and up the girls’
stairs. Cho stood up quickly, but waited
until she could hear the gentle click of a door. Then the Ravenclaw wasted no time
transfiguring her bag back into its normal shape and rushing out of the Tower
before her assailant realized she wasn’t lying in her bed waiting for him.
Cho knew she couldn’t hide anywhere in the castle. He’d find her just on his own will to do
so. So the Ravenclaw had planned to hide
in the Astronomy Tower until classes had fully gotten
underway. Knowing her assailant well,
she knew he wouldn’t have his Marauder’s Map with him that morning. Harry only had that when they had after
dinner romps where they would have to sneak back to their respective Houses
without being caught. He definitely
didn’t need it for their blissful Monday mornings. So Cho knew she had awhile before she’d see
him. By then, everyone will be
around. And just to ensure her inability
to be abducted, she had asked Terry to meet her at the Main Hall doors that
morning before breakfast because he had a free period as well. Although he questioned why he needed to meet
her outside of their House, he consented.
After resting in the brisk November morning air for an
additional hour, Cho finally went to the Quidditch locker rooms to get dressed
and washed for school. When she saw the
confused Terry waiting at the main doors, she knew her plan had worked. Cho had thwarted Harry…for the time
being. However, it was still only
morning; Monday morning at that. She
knew the day wouldn’t end without a confrontation from him about dissipating
their Monday morning ritual. Regardless,
the Ravenclaw knew she had gotten her point across. His recent sexual exploits toward her were
not to be disregarded by the Gryffindor as far as she was concern.
Sticking close to Terry, the two Ravenclaws went to
breakfast. Cho hadn’t had breakfast on a
Monday since her first Monday back to school.
However, that was the day after Harry had raped on the Hogwarts Express,
so it wasn’t a cheerful breakfast. In
complete contrast to that one, today had been a triumphant second Monday
morning breakfast at Hogwarts and it had been at Harry’s expense. And the private celebration of the
desecration of Harry’s plans heightened it for Cho when she saw the livid, and
thoroughly unsexed, Gryffindor storm into the Great Hall. He made no qualms about scanning the
Ravenclaw table for her as he walked down the aisle. When their eyes met, she could see the rage
in his green orbs as her brown ones stared blankly at his before she turned to
continue her conversation with Terry.
“Harry?” Cho could hear a surprised Ron say. “Didn’t expect to see you this morning,
mate!”
“Neither did I,” Harry mumbled, but
Cho heard it and smiled. Mentally, she
patted herself on the back.
“What’s the matter, Harry?” asked Hermione. “You’re…so…angry. You’re normally so chipper on Mondays.”
Ron sucked his teeth.
“It’s a bit nauseating, that.
Hearing you praise Monday, all day.
I must say, I’m a bit glad for the change!”
“Ronald!” Hermione scolded.
“So what’s the matter, Harry?” Cho heard Ginny ask with
concern. “You usually go…what, flying on
Mondays to clear your head, right?”
“Sometimes…” he mumbled.
No, normally he is
flying on Monday mornings…right in the clouds with me…pathetic bastard! Cho
thought to herself.
“So what happened, mate?
You couldn’t find your broom or something?” Ron joked, and Cho nearly
choked on her pumpkin juice as she snorted.
Once she composed herself she felt eyes boring into her, but she refused
to look up at them.
“That’s…exactly it, Ron,” Harry sneered.
When breakfast ended, Terry and Cho got up and began heading
for the doors. “Uh oh, a bit of gorgeous
is coming your way, Cho,” Terry whispered to his housemate and elbowed her in
the arm. “Gryffindor approaching in 5,
4, 3…”
Cho looked to the side, fearing Harry had completely lost
his mind from not having her that morning, that he was
set to toss her on the Gryffindor table and have his way while her head was in
someone’s cereal. But to her pleasure,
it was Cormac approaching the Ravenclaws wearing
another nervous smile on his handsome face.
“Uh, Cho, hang on,” he called out.
Terry snorted and whispered ‘lucky’ as he continued
walking. “I’ll see you later than, Cho…”
But Cho grabbed his arm forcefully. “Oh, no you won’t. Stay close, this will only
take a moment,” she assured him, desperately. She wasn’t going to go somewhere alone that
free period so that Harry may track her down and… “Yes, Cormac?” she
smiled at the approaching seventh year.
Cormac looked from Terry to
Cho. “Oh…I…uh, see you’re busy…so I’ll…”
Cho narrowed her eyes in confusion at his crestfallen
demeanor. Then she realized why he had
looked at Terry then her. “OH, no…he’s...trust
me, Terry has no interest in me!” Cho joked reassuringly. Terry snorted along with her.
The reassurance seemed to work and soon the Gryffindor’s
smile reappeared and was spread clear across his face. “Oh…right then, sorry. Um, Cho…I…well I had a really nice
time…yesterday. I was…wondering…”
“If we could study again soon?” Cho
finished his statement. The seventh year
boy nodded with relief that he didn’t have to say it out loud. “Yes…how about…tonight?” Cho asked, knowing
that she was planning on staying with people all day that day just in case
Harry wanted to exact his sexual revenge on her.
“Brilliant!” he beamed.
“After dinner then?”
Cho smiled even though she felt eyes boring into her from
somewhere near. “It’s a date.”
****************
Though she went through most of her classes that day with a triumphant smile on her face, Cho was still
bombarded with her anger for the Boy Hero.
And she knew that if he did come after her that day, her rage would be
her greatest weapon against him.
It wouldn’t be much longer that she would get her
chance. For the first time that entire
day, Cho walked to her last class, Divinations, alone. She knew it was a risk, but considering that
it was on the first floor, the Ravenclaw beauty thought she’d make it without
incident. She was wrong.
Harry appeared out of no where as she was walking, and
grabbed her by the arm although there were a few other students well ahead of
her. He dragged her by the wrist and
pulled her into the empty room right next door to Firenze’s classroom.
“Where the HELL were you this
morning?” he shouted angrily as he tossed her in the room.
Cho was boiling over in rage. The moment she was inside the room, she
dropped her book bag and lunged at Harry.
The beauty scratched his face, punched his body, and practically spit on
him out of anger. The Gryffindor
responded by only pushing the girl off him as best he could, not willing to hit
a girl with his hands, Cho knew.
“How pathetic, you are, Harry!” she shouted as she fought
him. “I’m fighting you and you don’t
fight back!”
But without saying a word, Harry issued a hard push that
landed Cho on a near by table, her back aching from hitting the surface so
quick and so unexpected. In her weakened
from pain state, he grabbed the button of her pants and began unzipping
them. Cho, finally getting a better
handle through the pain of her back on what he was doing, kicked and screamed
at him. “Let me GO!” Cho meant that statement in more ways then
one. But she was sure her assailant only
understood the obvious reference.
“Not…bloody…likely,” Harry also shouted, still trying to
pull her pants down as she kicked at him on the desk. “I…haven’t…had you…properly…since Hagrid’s
and…”
Cho was losing the battle with her pants in the strong hands
of the Gryffindor, but she fought nonetheless.
“Properly?
You’ve never had me properly, have you?
And why don’t you go back there and take it up the bum again? You seemed to like it! Seems like only forced
entry turns you on anyway!”
Harry, holding her pants at her ankles, stopped and looked
at her in confusion. “What’s
that…suppose to mean, Cho? I haven’t
forced you in ages! You’ve wanted…”
Cho was set to strangle him as he talked and in her fury she
pulled her ankles from his hands and lunged off the desk toward him. “You haven’t?
What was that display in Hogsmeade?” she growled as she placed her
slender hands around his thick neck and tried to choke him. By the force of attempted strangulation from
the pretty girl, Harry tripped backward and half landed in a chair. He tittered on the side as Cho, half naked,
continued to choke him around the neck.
Cho, seeing that Harry, and she, could fall at any moment, pulled the
Gryffindor onto the seat properly by his neck.
“Answer me, you son of a bitch!”
Through her ranting, and through his grimacing of being partially choke, Cho barely noticed that Harry was unzipping his
pants. It was when he grabbed her around
the hips, spread open her legs and sat her down on his shaft that awareness
surfaced.
The first time in a long time, Cho’s body didn’t scream with
delight at his entrance. Her mind was
finally wining the battle it often had against her body about it’s desire for Harry...no, for sex, not Harry. But Cho would use her body, the only thing he
responded too, to keep his attention. So
the Ravenclaw locked her legs around the back of the chair as she had done to
him in the past, dug her nails into his shoulders willing blood to release from
her wounds, and began to ride him harshly.
“AH!” Harry yelled in pain from her nails and her hips. “Alright! It was…just a…reminder! Can’t have you…forgetting that…you belong
to…me!” he tried to shout, but as usual when she rode him, it was punctuated
with girlish whimpers.
“I,” Cho shouted pointedly, “don’t belong to you! My…body, as you told me once before,
may! But that’s…”
“No…MERLIN…no…YOU…you…you…” he whimpered.
“YOU have a GIRLFRIEND of which to OWN!” Cho shouted and
grinded all at once. “Or are you just
that bloody pathetic that you can’t enjoy sex with someone unless you force
them?”
Harry’s face was beading with sweat under her harsh hips
movement. His mouth was opened trying to
assist all the air she was fucking out of him to find it’s way back in. But at Cho’s last statement, she noticed
Harry’s eyes trying to focus on hers.
“What…what do you…mean?”
Cho’s body was completely under her own control. Her mind had won out over her body’s desires,
and her ride of him was strictly as a means to attack, not to elicit her own
pleasures. So Cho’s mind was clear
enough to attack the Gryffindor both physically and mentally. “I saw you and Ginny Saturday night! You’re pathetic attempt at lovemaking for the
first time! ‘Your
first time.’ HA! Little does she know that your ‘first time’
was on the train raping a girl you had to bound to the
window ledge! You enjoyed it then and
every time after that! So when the poor
thing tried to make love to her perfect, precious boyfriend, he didn’t know
what to do! He looked terrified and disgusted!”
“That’s…not true…” Harry whimpered his defense. “I was…not…disg…”
“BULLSHIT!” Cho shouted, clenching her muscles around his
erection. “You couldn’t even bloody look
at her, could you? She’s pouring her
heart out to you; giving herself to you WILLINGLY and you don’t even have the
decency to look at her, or hold her, or say you love her back! Not until the end at least, and you know
why?” Harry’s face was contorted in a
level of pain, pleasure, and confusion and he couldn’t answer the girl on his
lap grinding his mid-section to bits.
“It’s because you’re bloody ADDICTED to ME! NOT the sex!
NOT the naughtiness of it! TO
ME! You didn’t even cum from her sex
until AFTER you turned her hair black and began sniffing it like you do
mine! And then to show further how
addicted you are to me, you snuck into my bed afterward just to make me
cum! YOU ARE SO PATHETIC, HARRY POTTER!”
Harry’s green eyes shut tightly at her yelling, but Cho
wondered if it was because of the truthfulness of her statement. He grabbed her hips roughly, but turned his
head away from her. “It’s…that’s not…”
“TRUE? That’s a
bloody load! I know about addiction,
thanks to you! I’M ADDICTED to sex! But I, unlike you for me, AM NOT ADDICTED to
YOU! I may be weak in my addiction, but
you’re PITIFUL! A SORRY piece of human
flesh, who’s even getting off NOW even though I’m
berating you! You’re harder right now
inside of me then you were that night GINNY TOOK YOU!”
“Please…Cho…stop it…” Harry begged, still with his eyes closed
and facing the other way.
Cho scoffed at his words.
“Stop?
Why Harry, you haven’t cum yet?
And you will cum, you sorry bastard, because it’s me fucking you! The only thing that could make you go limp
right now is if Ginny came in starkers and playing with herself!” she
spat. “You’re so SAD you can’t even
bloody cheat right! You’re supposed to
enjoy both your girlfriend and the whore, but all you want is your whore! And when your girlfriend fucks you, you look
like a gay boy being taken by an unrelenting girl!”
“STOP…TALKING ABOUT HER!” Harry
shouted. “It’s…NOT true…what you’re
saying!”
Cho grabbed his chin hard and yanked his head toward
her. Harry opened his eyes in surprise
at her suddenly movement, but still trying to hang onto her hips for dear
life. “It is true what I’m saying,
Harry,” she growled. “And I want you to
know that I will never be as pathetic as you are with my addiction. I will be able to please someone in the
future thanks to all I’ve learned from fucking you. But YOU, on the other hand, will never be
able to give a woman what she wants, what she needs, because she won’t be
ME! Ginny’s doomed to have her hair
turned black on occasion as you two have sex.
She’ll be doomed to having her nipples pinched hard because your trying to get through the sex by thinking about
me! She’ll be…”
“STOP IT…OH GOD…STOP IT!” Harry
yelled suddenly, and Cho felt his body twitch in that familiar way. Her insides were soon being coated with hot
juices. For the first time in a long
time, Cho didn’t enjoy Harry cumming inside her. But what the Ravenclaw did enjoy was that she
hadn’t.
“Pathetic,” she jeered at him evenly, before jumping off his
still climaxing member. Cho didn’t watch
the last of his leavings leak out of him and onto his pants, before searching
for her pants. She intended on leaving
the pathetic Boy Hero fucked physically, and she hoped mentally by her, in the
room and heading for her nearly half over class. But not before she landed one more blow to
his crumbling ego. “I’m…going to kiss Cormac.”
It was as if the words were an antidote for post-orgasmic
highs, because Harry’s breathing steadied immediately. Cho heard nothing from the chair for a moment
and she wondered if maybe he hadn’t heard her right. But he had.
“No,” was all he barely said out loud.
“Excuse me?” Cho questioned, pulling her pants up.
“I said, no.”
Cho walked over to the mess of the pathetic Harry Potter and
stared down at him. He lifted his head
to look intently, defiantly into her eyes, and Cho returned it flawlessly. “You,” she began pointedly, “don’t have a say
in this, Harry. I was just warning you…”
And without changing his expression, Harry spoke, “He’s a
very sound sleeper, that one,” he said causally. “His roommates too, they didn’t even know I
was standing there watching him last night.”
The angry girl narrowed her eyes even further at the
disturbed young man. “Harry, I’m warning
you…”
“No, I believe I’m warning you, Cho. No one is to touch you besides me,” he said.
Cho was beyond her own control with anger, and the Ravenclaw
smacked Harry across the face. Harry
didn’t go with the flow of the hit as he normally did, instead he kept his head
facing her and staring into her eyes.
The only time his head moved was when Cho placed the tip of her finger
on his scar and pushed his head back with it.
“You mean to tell me,” she began evenly, “that you’re allowed to kiss
and have pathetic sex with your girlfriend, but I’m not allowed to kiss a boy I
like?”
“You know the rules,” Harry said casually under her harsh
finger.
Cho nodded. “The
rules, right. The rules were that I’m
not allowed to let anyone touch any of the parts me you claim. You can’t claim my mouth outside of sucking
you off. I don’t kiss you, WILL NEVER
kiss you, so my lips and my tongue on someone else’s is not your domain, is
it?”
Harry’s eyes narrowed at her. “I claim…”
“Shut! Up!” she said
pointedly. “I’m not asking for
permission to suck him off, I know I can only do that to you. I’m not asking for permission to shag him, I
know that this isn’t…your not done with me yet.
As a matter of fact, I’m not asking for permission from you at all! Because understand this, Harry Potter, if ANYTHING
bad happens to Cormac that’s out of the ordinary, our
sex life together will go back to the Hogwarts Express. I will NOT participate. I will NOT fuck you back. I WILL NOT touch you at all because you’ll
have to bound me like before. I’ll survive it,
I’ve been raped before if you remember.
But I know that you are too addicted to me, to what our sex life’s been
like for over a month and half now to let that happen, aren’t you? Think about that the next time you’re
watching Cormac sleep, Harry.” And with that, the Ravenclaw released his
forehead and headed out the door, hearing no protests along the way.
*****
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