Once they were safely away from the common room, Wyatt rounded on Davies.
"Look, you just keep your snub nose out of our fucking business, Davies!"
"What the fuck are you on about, Harper? If your sister's in danger-"
"She's not in fucking danger, you prick!" Wyatt's hands were trembling. He tried to force himself to remain calm. "Look, you… care about Jenna, right?"
"I just fucking said that!"
"You care about her. You would want her to be happy."
"Yeah…"
"Even if it means she's… getting involved in something you don't approve of? Something that could end badly?"
"Harper, what the fuck are you on about? What's Umbridge got her doing for her?"
"It… it's not what Jenna's doing for her… It's what they're doing... er… together."
"What do you…" Davies trailed off, the comprehension suddenly evident in his face. "Jenna and Umbridge…"
"That's why Umbridge drugged me. She wanted to know how she could, um… woo Jenna. That's what she told Jenna last night."
"…Oh."
"Which is why you can't wait up for her tonight. Because she might not, er…"
"Be back tonight?"
"Exactly."
Wyatt didn't miss the slight shudder Davies gave.
"Right. That's…"
"Not gonna be able to look at her the same, right?"
"Jenna, I can deal with. Umbridge… I don't want to picture anything involving… ugh… no." His face paled. "No."
"Exactly. Look, I don't understand it, but Jenna's really into her. She was crazy for her from the moment she saw her. I will never comprehend it, but… I want her to be happy. She deserves to be happy. And if this is what makes her happy… as long as it's not hurting her, then I don't want to interfere. Understand?"
"Yeah…" Davies nodded, though he still looked a bit shaken. "Yeah…"
Jenna laid on her side next to Dolores, who was flushed and panting. She watched the expressions shifting on the older woman's face: happiness, relief, shock, confusion…
Jenna could barely conceal her grin.
"Did you enjoy that, Dolly?" she murmured, gently brushing a stray curl out of her Dolores' face.
Dolores gave her a shaky smile.
"Just… just give me a moment…" she managed. "Dear Merlin… that was…"
Jenna giggled, tracing her fingers gently down Dolores' naked breasts.
"You are so… beautiful, Dolores." She murmured. Dolores laughed weakly.
"I wouldn't go that far, my dear, but thank you."
"You are. Truly." Jenna leaned down, gently pressing a kiss to her cheek. "I wouldn't lie to you, Dolores. You know that."
Dolores smiled softly, turning on her side to face Jenna.
"I know, my dear. I know you wouldn't lie to me." She ran her hand along Jenna's side, along the vague curve of her bare hip. "I know what a good girl you are."
"I want for you to be happy." Jenna agreed. "I think I would do anything for you, Dolores…"
"I know you would, love." Dolores leaned up to kiss her. "Because you're my little kitten, aren't you? My sweet little kitten."
Jenna purred, nuzzling Dolores' hair.
"You know, little kitten…" Dolores gently nudged her onto her back. "You did so well at pleasuring me, but… I don't seem to recall you getting anything out of it."
"I got to see you enjoy it." Jenna smiled nervously as Dolores straddled her hips. She ran a trembling hand down the older woman's cheek. "That's all I wanted…"
"Oh, but I want the same thing, my dear." Dolores snatched her wand up from the bedside table. "Although, I'm afraid I'm not as… skilled as you are with, er, these things. I've not had as much practice."
Jenna nervously glanced at Dolores' wand.
"Should I, er, be concerned about where you're planning on putting that?"
Dolores giggled.
"Oh, don't you fret, my dear. It's staying out here." She ran the tip along Jenna's stomach. "I do, however, have a special little trick to show you…"
She began murmuring something under her breath so that Jenna couldn't hear it.
Suddenly, a very tiny tingling sensation began to pass through Jenna's body, rolling from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. Back and forth… back and forth…
Little by little, the tingling began to intensify.
As Dolores continued to chant the incantation, the sensation began to intensify, gathering like a knot between Jenna's thighs and radiating outwards. The tingling soon grew into ripples of pleasure, clouding Jenna's mind and letting every fragment of anxiety fade away.
All that Jenna knew was Dolores. All that she could see was the way Dolores was gazing down at her, smirking slightly as she watched the euphoria on the younger woman's face.
Jenna's hips began thrusting upwards against Dolores, trying to meet the invisible force that was pleasuring her. Dolores' voice grew stronger, more insistent. She slid her free hand under Jenna's neck, easing her to sit up slightly. Jenna pressed her face against Dolores' soft, doughy breasts, groaning.
"D-dolores!" she panted, desperately clinging to her. "Please…"
Dolores smirked, her chubby hand grabbing Jenna's hair and yanking her head back.
"Please…" Jenna whispered, the pleasure building up and making her feel like a shaken up bottle of soda needing to be opened. "Please, Dolores…"
Dolores' smile widened. She suddenly dipped down, kissing Jenna fiercely. As soon as the incantation was cut off, Jenna's pleasure spiked . The bottle was opened.
Jenna let out a cry, her nails digging into Dolores' skin as a wave of bliss shoved her backwards against the pillows.
Dolores stared down at her handiwork, smirking. Jenna was flushed and panting, the pleasure rapidly draining the energy from her.
"My little kitten's all worn out now." She noted softly, lying down next to Jenna, wrapping her short, chubby legs around Jenna's long, skinny ones. "Why don't you close those little eyes and just go to sleep? I'll be right here beside you."
Smiling weakly, Jenna nodded. She nestled her head against Dolores' neck, sighing contentedly as her eyes fluttered closed.
Umbridge brushed the curls away from Jenna's face as the young woman drifted off to sleep.
Stupid girl. She thought, sneering slightly. She's making this almost too easy.