Disclaimer: Yeah, you know the drill. I'm not making money out of this, I'm not JK, I don't own any characters, but I do own the right to call Harry "Harru".

Rawk on!!!111

32nd of August

"My soul

It is dark thing

Since you visited and left your pootrid mark

I still feel your skin on mines

You, like the ocean

Rawking up and down my beaches

Like a rawking horse

Like a rawking whore

Wearing the rawk away

Silent screams on the tip of my tongue

But unable to come out

And pierce the air

Whilst your lips were clamped down on mine

Your tongue tasted of

butter beer

pumpkin juice

and an earwax berty bott flavoured bean

when you made me eat your broomstick

I choked on your life-force

And you devoured mine

Like a child

Unwrapping its Christmas presents

Before everyone else wakes up

And when we did it doggy

With a (surprisingly tasteful) collar around my neck

I was your bitch

But you don't own me!

I will get my life back

I will get my virginity back!

But for now

I

Am

Ashamed

That I orgasmed with you on top of me

Disgusted

That it was good

And yet bad

So very, very bad"

A/N: I WILL GET MY VIRGINTIY BACK! Oh my, I love writing this story, thank you everyone for reviewing!