Disclaimer – I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters… if I did I'd have a hell of a lot more shoes than I have now.
What do you mean it's stuck!
I patted down my hair and checked my make-up once again in my mirror before ringing the bell. His butler, Gregor, answered the door.
"Your coat madam?"
"Thanks Gregor, new haircut?" I asked, walking in to hall.
"Yes madam, just yesterday" he replied. I sighed – I hate being called madam it was so informal.
"Gregor?" I called
"Yes madam?"
"You call me madam one more time I'm going to kick you in the balls, conk you over the head with that priceless ming vase and throw your body off a cliff"
Gregor gulped nervously, then indicated that I follow him. I rolled my eyes and complied, men – they're all such cowards.
I walked into the dining room to find a candlelit dinner sitting on the table and Imogen Heap's I am in love with you playing in the background. I gasped as I felt hands sliding around my eyes and a husky voice whispered in my ear "Guess who". I turned around and gave my boyfriend a light peck on the lips.
"So" I said loudly breaking the mood "what's for dinner I'm starved".
He gave a tinkling laugh and lowered himself so we were eye to eye. I shivered in anticipation – yet he did nothing. He started swirling circles with his finger on my lower back. I grew impatient, yet he still did nothing. I gave a short growl of frustration and launched myself at him, kissing fiercely. Soon he was responding with equal vigor and we were headed in the general direction of his bedroom. We burst through the door and sat on his bead – his top was off in a matter of seconds. Next was mine. I lifted my arms up as he slid my top upwards. My top was nearly off when I felt a tug around my head. "Ow!" I cried. My ear was really starting to throb.
"It's stuck!" he said.
"What do you mean it's stuck!" I cried.
"It won't come off" he said giving it another tug.
"OW! Can you see how it's stuck?" I asked.
"No – wait its attached to your earring"
"Give me a try." I found the area where my top was caught and gave it a tug. This time my earring came off – right through my ear.
"AHHHH!" I cried.
Well it was drama and embarrassment from then on. He drove me to the emergency room in St.Mungo's – neither of us knowing any healing spells. When we got there everyone stopped to look at the girl with the tousled sex hair, the swollen lips, the sexy red bra and the bleeding ear. I cleared my throat and said loudly and clearly "take a picture it'll last longer".
Well to make a long story short – my ear was healed.
Someone even took me up on my offer and my embarrassing ordeal was on the front page of the Daily Prophet: Hermione Granger and her kinky sex life with billionaire Draco Malfoy.
THE END!
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