She was so pretty, and so… sexy. Me, you, Hermione; there was nothing we wouldn’t do together.”
“Well, there were a few things!” Harry responded. “Lots of times.” She seemed to curl in on herself, as though trying to disappear into the couch. Ron walked beside him. Me, you, Hermione; there was nothing we wouldn’t do together.”
“Well, there were a few things!” Harry responded. “You know,” Hermione said, “I heard she put herself through business school by working as an exotic dancer at a club in London.”
“That’s not entirely true,” Ginny responded. She showed me how to masturbate. “Never, Gin. She and Fred had kept a casual, devil-may-care relationship through school. “Never, Ginny.” She felt bad for her friend; pining was a lonely affair. She was so pretty, and so… sexy. “Your brother has occupied a great deal of my romantic curiosity.” Failing to draw a smile from her friend, she reversed the question. She used to make me so hot, and I always wanted to say something to her, but I was always afraid she would laugh at me, or worse, reject me.” Hermione was suddenly very conscious
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