With a heavy heart you returned to Harry. To your soft kind.. naive Harry. He didn't know the pain he could cause you, just one stroke, one lick, one thrust- and everyone would be dead. Damn this cursed blood!
You found the quidditch star absentmindedly kicking his feet in the air as he sat on his bed, awaiting your return.
"i'm sorry my love, we can no longer speak" You cut to the chase.
The temptation was far too great/ you needed to cut him off until you found a way to rid yourself of your evil magic blood.(maybe perhaps a complete transfusion with a nest of rats? would that be enough blood to fill your young body? must look into.).
"NOOOO! No No No! Y/N you don't understand! i need you.. We.. i mean.. i.. need you! Argghhhh!" Harry suddenly keeled over in pain as he clutched at his turban. Wow you didn't know your words would cause him soooo much pain. He really was shaking and crying he looked just like that time you saw Snape practice the forbidden and evil crucio curse on Ron. A signature ability of any dark wizard. hmm
You felt pity. Poor Harry. His turban seemed to be writhing but that was probably just the spring draft coming from his desk fan. You dug your hand into your robe pocket, fiddled among the lint and twine/ eventually setting your fingers on a rose petal. You set the red flower?on harry and walked away(you really couldn't afford to miss intro to beasts class).
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Maybe cut this part
perhaps we visit i hermione in the library
Your rod shook in your hand, the tip bent down and your line went taut with tension. From the way your arms were suddenly yanked, you knew a beast was hooked on. "Ohh! Yeh looks like Y/N has a beast hooked on!" bellowed Hagrid from over your shoulder.
Everyone in the class turned their eyes to you, jealousy obvious on their many faces. Hagrid patted you on the shoulder with his heavy hairy hand and you reeled in with all your strength.
It was a fourteen minute affair, a long game of give and take. Your arms went numb early but you were determined to get a A on this lab grade. Finally the fish ? lost and you were awarded with a sixteen pound goblin-pike. One of many magical creatures that haunted the magical waters of Hogwarts.
Ptooey! Damn Draco and his dastardly news! No more sex? No more sex with Harry..? With Hermione?! You spat on the ground. With a heavy heart, you turned around and away from your brother. Just past that door was your Harry. Go to him! You're soft, kind,. . naive Harry. He didn't know that with just one stroke, one lick, even one thrust-everybody would be dead. Damn this cursed blood!
You found the star quidditch player absentmindedly kicking his feet in the air as he dangled in his yarn swing, awaiting your return.
"I'm sorry my love, we can no longer see each other."
The words barely escaped past your delicate, plump lips. Seeing Harry, the temptation to be with him was far too great. You need to cut him off until you found a way to rid your evil malfoy Magic blood. Perhaps the rats under the dining hall floorboards could satisfy a complete transfusion? Would that be enough? How much blood courses through a human's body? A human…?
"NOOOOOOOO!11 NoNO No! Y/N… you don't understand! we need you… i mean… i-i need you! Arghhghhhh!" An exasperated Harry suddenly keeled over in pain ass he clutched his turban. Wow…. you had no idea your words would cause him so so much pain. He really was shaking and crying he looked just like that time you saw Snape practice the forbidden and evil crucio curse on Ron. A signature ability of any dark wizard. hmmm
You felt pity. Poor Harry. His turban seemed to be writhing but that was probably just the spring draft coming from his desk fan. You dug your hand into your robe pocket, fiddled among the lint and twine; eventually setting your fingers on a rose petal. You set the red flower?on harry and walked away. Perhaps the legendary library of Hogwarts could ease your pained conscious.
Tralalalala~ Your mind was already empty of all your previous erotic worries! You just couldnt wait to open a tome. So so so excited to learn something new at the library. If your magic libido could no longer strengthen you, you would just have to turn to more traditional methods- literary sources!
Eureka! After walking much around the cute and very impressive and beautiful Hogwarts library, you finally followed the secret passageway to the most forbidden and restricted of sections 'The Restricted Section' You pushed open a set of gigantic gargantuan doors only to find a very dim and dingy looking tabernacle thing of a section. No lights no nothing(though there were a few fireflies). Just hermione sleeping like an egg against an enormous bookshelf. She didn't even perk her head up like she cutely wold wen she saw you usually… Where was the love you had fostered over these many months.? IS she dead.?!
"Hermione," you reached out. Supposedly you said that too loud because you were shushed from anonymous voices around the room. You didnt evne know people were here.. Perhaps ghosts. Speaking of, her arms looked blue and pale like one too! You hurried over. "Hermione."
She gasped awake, like something had possessed her prior. "Y/N! Why… How are you here?" The dainty girl shook her head and looked up to you with her innocent brown eyes. Spittle was dangling from her lips! She had absolutely drenched the book she had been readingwith all of her sleepy dribble.
"Erm, Hermione my love, your book appears a bit damp."
"Eeeek!"
Hehe! So silly Hermione. You picked up the tome and shook some of the liquid off before studying it's spine. A silver embellished title, History of Evil Magic & More stood out against the dark cover. What could Hermione be up to?
"Hermione what could you be up to with this nefarious novel?" You inquired.
Hermione's pale cheeks turned rosy and she downed her eyes. "Oh Y/N… It's not what it looks like! I just got a bit burned out with all my research on Merfolk and thought it would be a neat read."
You couldnt help but notice the book was open to page eight hundred and twenty-three. What would Jesus think? You couldn't shame your curly friend anymore with this disgraceful topic.
"Hermione breaking news bud I can no longer fornicate."
"Oh ! Y/N! This is most joyous news! You have taken your vows? You have begun your life of celibacy and dedication to the church?! Yippie!" Hermione jumped out of her beanbag chair and began to do twirling jumping jacks with the largest smile you had seen since that epic Halloween party.
Wow, who knew Hermione would be so open to your idea of no more no safe for work sexual content? This was great!
Suddenly-
You hear a noise coming from the non-restricted section 'The Non-Restricted Section'. Footsteps? And more than one person at that. Hermione worriedly glanced up as you held your finger up to her soft rosy lips (which ones?). You felt a firm hand grab you from behind. Huh? Naughty Hermione! This is not the time for games, especially not after confessing your recent realization!
The intruders seemed to be urgently searching the library having split off in multiple directions, but that grope was fairly loud. Hm. What could you do! You felt her patting again and tried your gentlest to push her away. It was enough for her to fall. You heard a thud but… She was nowhere to be found.
"Hermione?" You whispered frantically looking around the darkness. Those footsteps grew louder.
"hEEH heh," somebody giggled, in quite an ugly fashion you would add. You felt something fall above your head, like walking through a large spider web. Terror filled your entire body, something you had not experienced since your Aunt Tunila took away your XBOX. Slowly, relief was yours when you looked down and saw Hermione embracing you.
"Your Cloak of Invisibility, silly," she squeezed tighter.
A dark figure angrily walked toward you. "Not here…" They growled under their breath. They stopped, just inches away and shouted "Lumos!" Thank God this cloak was cloaking! They clicked their tongue and waved their wand light off. You locked eyes with Hermione and like in a three legged race, you dashed to the exit.
Both of you made it to the Courtyard out of breath. yOU wanted to ask Hermione what she was reading but she was refusing to talk. Eh it was late at night anyways. You escorted her to your room and returned to your's in [your hogwart house].
~The next morning~
After a sleepless night, you arrived to your Intro To Beasts class to find Hagrid, the hero that he is, holding a huge magical 23 pound bass.
"Errr Young Y/N! Yer came just ern time!"
The big hairy beast stepped forward to hand you a strange long wand.. A staff?
It had.. A string attached with a small worm at the end.
"It be time to fish!"
OMG! YOui always wanted to fish! ?:fish: