I would like to say I massive thanks to all those who have reviewed, (I'm so chuffed with the amount of reviews I've been going round all night smiling like a loon and laughing at nothing in particular) I would also like to say thanks to crarmary, who suggested I get my editor a present which I am currently considering.

A few hours later Harry dared to try and sit down again. He promptly shot up again wincing in pain.

After the girls' had suggested that he demonstrate a few pointers he had politely (but firmly) objected. But they had badgered him and egged him on, and Jasmine had put on another of her scary-shit acts. To be honest that was what made Harry agree, she had scared him so badly that he had said yes out of pure terror.

That had got him a place in Pansy's room, by himself, un-able to sit down and feeling utterly humiliated. Even though they would never know it was him (hopefully) he would still never get over the emotional trauma.

He had lain on the bed, only to be told that that was all wrong, he had then been made to drop down on all-fours in the dog position with his back arched down-wards. He had then been told by Jasmine she would help 'start her off'. He had been wary of this from the start, but was only expecting her to re-position him or something. Instead she had ripped off his cheese-grating lingerie and shoved BB up his ass like no-body's business. Harry had (not without reason) let out an ear-shredding scream, which the girls' had taken as a squeal of pleasure. Personally Harry thought that it had sounded nothing like a) 'squeal of pleasure' (more like a cry of intense pain) but thought that the girls' only thought it sounded like that because that's what they wanted to think.

After crying out and recovering his bearings Harry had the revelation that he should DO something now that it was up there. So he had begun to shake and squirm about a bit. When this looked like it wasn't going to be enough to convince them (two of the girls' already looked bored with his display) so Harry suddenly took on a yoga position which he had learned in his classes with Dumbledore to help clear his mind. The new adapted position (resembling a crab) made all the girls' gasp with excitement. Harry continued to adopt these insane poses ( which are extremely hard with at least two-thirds of a huge pole up you bum). He grew more and more daring, and the way the girls' 'ohhed' and 'ahhed' actually became pleasing. Harry was shocked that he was enjoying himself. Eventually he ran out of positions, bent down and let out another huge scream as he extracted Big Ben.

All of the girls' clapped and cheered him, and Harry was surprised/shocked to find that he was turning beetroot, and not for the right reason. He should have been embarrassed, but he was so pleased that he was being cheered due to his sexual ability. Needless to say it did nothing for his Manly ego.

He was still being patted on the back when he re-adjusted his robe.

All the girls' had then decided to get into pairs to practice, and of course Jasmine had somehow ended up with Harry. She quickly whispered in his ear 'You better make my hour that fantastic' and proceeded to rip off his robe, and shove a dildo up his ass for the second time that day.

This was the reason that Harry was now unable to sit down, while the rest of the girls went for more hot chocolate (how much of that drink could they consume in one night?!) he had made the excuse that he needed to sort himself out. (After several hours' of fake sex who wouldn't?) before they continued with their 'girly' night in.

Next on the agenda for the 'bitches' was secret telling. This was fairly self-explanatory to Harry (the first time that day he hadn't been confused.), but secret telling also apparently involved 'embarrassing moments'. That was Harry's dilemma, and he supposed he had very little time before the rest came back to think up an embarrassing moment.

Just as Harry managed to think of one all of the girls re-entered, carrying a silver tray piled high with steaming mugs' containing the best drink ever-invented (A/N: well, in my opinion anyway).

'Come on girls, it's Story Time.' Harry thought that sounded a lot like something a primary school teacher would say. Jasmine treated 'Story Time' like a primary school activity too, she made them all sit in a circle! The only difference between then and the infants was that they had now grown a bit, were swaddled in blankets and were all grasping steaming mugs of hot chocolate.

Biz began to tell HER most embarrassing story acquired over the last few months':

"Well, you know that I'm seeing the DADA teacher? (Harry thought the new one, Mr Baynes, was an ass hole.) Well, he pretended to keep me behind after lesson so we could get it on again. Then he came up to me and threw me on his desk and was about to jump on me, but when I hit his desk I let out a huge smelly, wet fart! He looked absolutely disgusted!"

Harry personally thought that this was extremely tame, although he was quite shocked to find out that Mr Baynes had been ravishing Slytherin Girls in secret, but judging by everyone else reaction it was not tame, they squealed and squawked and made a huge thing out of nothing.

"Now Pansy, tell us YOUR most embarrassing moment."

I would again like to say thanks to all of my reviewers! And the 9 people who have me on their favourite lists!

I will try and update soon, but sadly I have to go to Wales because my great grandma is turning 90, and I can't get on the internet on a lonely plain in the middle of no-where in Wales, in a house that hasn't quite left the Stone Age yet. I'll write it while I'm away though so that the second I get back I can update again.

Also my editor is feeling slightly undervalued so WHEN you review please leave a comment for her on how fantastic she is.

Thanks again! Jiggy & Hermione the editor. You know you wanna press that little blue button and make my day!