Daphne gasped as she flicked her own clit. She tried to hold back any noise, knowing that she had neglected to put up any silencing charms. She continued her quick actions as she removed one hand from her breast to open her curtains just enough to peek out.
The bed next to her was revealed. Pansy slept peacefully, curled in her blankets rather snugly. Daphne knew the green comforter would compliment Pansy's eyes nicely if they were open. But Pansy had seemed rather exhausted when she got back from her outing with Draco.
Draco. Daphne hated that name. It made her lips curl up in a snarl, and she wanted to literally tear that smirk off his face. In her opinion, if the Dark Lord chose to torture Draco and kill him for his family's faults, the boy deserved it. She had paused in her ministrations. She pushed Draco from her mind and focused solely on Pansy Parkinson.
Her hand twisted and two fingers at once entered her. She moaned aloud, and as Pansy's forehead scrunched, as Pansy shifted in her sleep, Daphne dropped the bed curtains. Daphne squeezed her eyes shut in pleasure, allowing Pansy's image to roll around in her mind.
Suddenly, the fingers of another was on her. Her left nipple was taken between teeth, and she whimpered. Oh, but it felt good! She heard the silencing charm whispered, then she had no qualms about how loud she became. She opened her eyes knowing whose face would meet her. But she didn't care if it was Millicent Bulstrode there instead of Pansy. After all, it was always Milly who brought pleasure to her in the nights of mutual desire.
Yes, indeed, I wrote this in my Economics class. :) I didn't know Pansy's eye color so I chose green. I wanted to make it seem like Draco picked Pansy because she had black hair and green eyes like Harry. I don't know why I wrote this. I just wanted Daphne to really love Pansy.
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