Disclaimer: I own nothing connected to Harry Potter. I only own the characters you don't recognize.
Author's Note: I HATE CHO CHANG LIKE ANY OTHER GOOD HARRY POTTER FAN SHOULD!!!!!!!!!!!
I sat in my bedroom alone. Ever since Dumbledore caught that one chick- what was her name again? - Oh yes…now I remember, it was Cho Chang. He caught Cho in my bedroom; she was making me some offers that sounded interesting. But when she started to get on her knees, I envisioned someone else, someone else entirely different. He had silky black hair and creamy skin. Oh, and those eyes, how could one forget those eyes? WAIT!!!!!!!! I am not supposed to be thinking like this, I have a fine ass chick between my legs. What more could a guy ask for?!
Dismissing those…wrong…thoughts, I began to get in the mood with Cho. She first unzipped my pants like she knew exactly what the hell she was doing, (its not like she never did any of this before, everybody knows what her and Pansy were up to in the dungeons after hours while Harry watched) and began to stroke me. DAMN!!! It felt good. She puckered up, and then she got closer…BUT NO!!! Dumbledore had to walk in.
Now I'm forced to be enclosed in my own room. No Biggie! My visitors can cum and go as they please! That is the main perk. But that was six months ago. And Dumbledore just posted a sign saying: "Females are prohibited from going beyond this area". But no males…that makes me wonder, but maybe I will think about that later.
"I'm freaking tired. I'm going to bed. Why the hell am I talking to myself like a crazy person? Oh my God, look I'm still doing it!"
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