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• Intermission: Ruin	By : Alessandra Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3251 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
  Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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  • 1-Intermission: Ruin
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• Intermission:
  Ruin

  
  
  

   

  
  
  

  It was on my way to defile a suit of armour up the
  west wing that I noticed it. A student,
  that girl that is always around Potty Potter, is out of bed in the middle of
  the n, cr, creeping into the chambers of the Defence Against the Darks Arts
  professor. So, I follow suit, creeping
  along behind her. pan>pan>

  
  
  

  The chamber is lit by a few candles,
  but it was enough light for me to see, to my shock and devilish satisfaction,
  herug rug off her slinky dressing gown, with no proper clothing underneath, but
  quite bare in front of her professor.
  Oh, what fun I could have with this … but not just yet! No, I shall watch what they do, first.

  
  
  

  The professor, rather scarred and tired
  looking fellow, was seated on the bed, staring at her with hungry eyes as she
  slowly approached him. He wrapped his
  arms around her waist and pulled her down into his lap and—Gasp!—he too is unclothed.
  Oh, what trouble they could get into if I just opened my mouth to the
  headmaster … but wait, perhaps the situation will worsen.

  
  
  

  “Hermione,” he whispers, burying his
  nose in her bushy hair as she straddles him.
  “You know how wrong this is.”

  
  
  

  “Of course, Professor Lupin,” she says
  between kisses.

  
  
  

  Oh, dear! This is turning into something steamy. Perhaps something clever is in order to cool
  off this affair. Ofn>Of course, all in the good nature of keeping school
  rules! And so, just as she takes her
  professor in hand guiding his organ into her anticipating cavern of lust, I go
  away on a search for something useful to assist in keeping order in the school.

  
  
  

  It is outside of the hut of that great
  oaf Hagrid that I find what I’m looking for and I silently return to the
  chambers of that loony Lupin, where Miss Smarty-Tarty Hermione is riding her
  teacher with a heavy passion. They are
  so preoccupied that they do not even notice that I approach them. Slowly I creep, watching as Miss Smarty-Tarty
  Hermione rises then falls, her head thrown back in ecstasy, and loony Lupin
  under, hi, his light brown hair clinging to his face, his hands secure on her
  hips, was huffing each time he impaled her.
  

  
  
  

  Then I let tip the barrel of water in
  my hand and a torrent rage emes.mes.

  
  
  

  You rotten trickster!”

  
  
  

  “Get outa’ here or I’ll have the Bloody
  Baron after you!”

  
  
  

  And so I float away through the shut
  chamber door, cackling and blowing raspberries at the two, looking like drowned
  rats, blessing me out in all ways that can be thought of, rather pleased with myself
  and cleverness. '>

  
  
  

  Now, off to blemish that fat lump of a
  painted lady, the Fat Lady!

  
  
  

  Hahaha!

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