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He calmly said like I was talking to someone with no emotions. "What? I am fighting for that girl...I mean...what if...just what if your friend finds out? You were meant to take care of her not fuck her" I announced on top of my lungs and Harry leans back to his chair. He looked like someone in his savage era totally looking at me like I have lost it. "I intend to make her mine..." He hadn't complete his statement when my hand pushed the cabbage in my hand inside his mouth. "You're a Pedophile"

"You haven't even spoken to him yet." "I don't even like Harry!" Heleni shouts. I walk closer to her bed. "That's not true Heleni, you've felt an attraction to Harry for a while now." She sits upright, wiping the smeared mascara from under her eyes. "And how would you know that?" "The teasing? The way he would get on your nerves for no reason?" I smile. " Have you ever met someone else that riles you up like that?" This makes her think and her mother sends me a grateful look. "But Harry has slept with everyone in Dark Moon!"

I said, which made Cyrus’ eyes grow wide. “You’ve actually seen Harry fucking Potter?!” “I’ve read it. I have kids and grandkids. I need to know the things they know. Besides, even though the author was a dumbass, it’s a pretty cool story.” Cyrus nodded, “it is, right?” He winked at me. “But don’t fucking worry. I’ll die first, so I’ll let you know what it’s like.” “Don’t make jokes about that!” April said, slapping Cyrus’ arm, who pretended to be more hurt than he actually was.

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

he winked at a girl who blushed instantly Oh, why do I have a cute brother. Why? "I'm here J"he a said as he ran to me I could see some pink, red and purple lip kisses on his face. Some girls can be so crazy except me of course "is there something on my face? "he asked So should I tell him? Nah, I'll take revenge instead for his stupid behavior.. "no, just staring at your face if I'll see any black spot"i said "what? Is there any? "he's eyed widened

Well, it was a good thing I already know the story, I have read it about a hundred or more times. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. What could be better than all the fantasy, action and thriller all in once? Trying to concentrate onto the words of the book and let my imagination disrupt my thoughts, I didn't even realise I managed to walk straight into something hard and strong. I gasped as I was almost knocked out off balance.

My fingers found my clit—already slick, already begging—and the first slow circle made my back arch so hard water sloshed over the edge. “Oh God,” I whispered, even though I knew it was the wrong name to say. I stroked faster. Two fingers sliding over and around my clit while my other hand came up to pinch my nipple the way I imagined he might. The water made everything slippery, louder. I slipped one finger inside myself, then two, curling them the way I’d done every morning for weeks. My hips rocked up to meet my hand. The fantasy took over completely—Father Chris’s voice in my ear, his breath hot against my neck, his fingers replacing mine, thicker, surer, pressing that spot that made sta

"If you want to sleep without learning frills, you can use my room Kirey, you fall asleep with saliva already flooding the paper. Uh-huh, how disgusting you are right now!" Harry is Kirey's cousin, a final-year girl currently going through her tough times. Kirey looked at the completely wet paper in front of her, she wanted to scream and curse at Harry who was in front of her. But seeing some sharp and intimidating gazes around her, Kirey gave up her intention. She immediately grabbed a tissue and took out her cell phone. And sure enough, her face was even flooded with the slimy water with that unpleasant smell by now. Kirey even almost threw up when she smelled the smell from his hand which

Alice POV Harry collapses next to me and I can’t help but to close my eyes while he looks at me. When I open them he is looking directly at me, into my soul. I am still breathing erratically trying to catch my breath. Harry was brutal today. I understand his needs and most of the times I actually enjoy his sexual preferences. I never thought I would. But this time my body is aching. I cried during his penetration but I can’t lie, it was very pleasing in a weird kinky way. The pain he made me feel at the exact same time he gave me extreme pleasure made my walls collapse around him and give in. My body is his to do as he pleases and if this is what he wants from me I will happily give it to hi